Personal Narrative: After Death

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Had I died? If so, from what? Questions were racing through my head as to why I was now in an all white, exceedingly cramped room or why this is all happening. I turned around and the room appeared much bigger, with a double staircase leading up to these massive, closed doors. Is this what the afterlife is supposed to be? The doors swung open, revealing an extremely bright light, which a man emerging from it.

"Who are you?" I yelled,

"Ah! Veronica, you made it!" He laughed, "Right now, you recall living in a world where it's a bit abnormal to forget everything, right? Well, things as you know it are about to change, and fast. It's no longer the year you thought it was or remember it being, actually... No one really knows what year it is here,

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