My name was Alex, and I am going to tell you an unbelievable story. Therewas a terrible traffic accident，I was the dead of that accident. To tell you the truth,I can imagine that something will happen after people, until I died.
“Hello? Is somebody here? Where am I?” I shout.
The answer was silent. I could only hear my echo. The most importantthing was I could not see anything here. Was I blind or was it just too dark? Ithough I would get the answer if I can leave here. However, how can I get here?What has happened? I was going to a party and I drove on the highway at a legalspeed. I didn’t feel sleepy and I didn’t drink. I thought I am a pretty good driverin some ways. Oh, there was a guy drove his car at an illegal speed and crashedmy car!
“Hello? Am I dead? Where I am? The heaven or the hell?” I shout again.Although I knew I may not get the answer.
“Why you are so noisy? Your body is dead but not your soul” an old voiceresponded. “and none of the heaven or the hell, somebodies said here is heavenbut somebodies said here is hell, I think it’s chaos here.”
“Who are you? The god?” I asked.
“No, I am not the god, I cannot ensure if the god is being. I am ahelper, to help you to choose where will you go to.”
So crazy, that I can select the way I go after I die? Without doubt, Iwill go to heaven. Suddenly, I felt dizzy and fell down. A moment later, thelight woke me up and I found that I was in the house which I lived in when Iwas six years old.
“What are we doing here?” I asked.
“You will know it soon.” He said.
“Mom, can I have a cupcake” that was the voice belong to the six yearsold me.
“No, you have to do your homework first.” My mom said.
Oh no, that was so bad. For sure I knew what will happened later, butthat make me feel upset, maybe I should say embarrassed. I saw I stole a lovelycupcake and finished it as quick as I can.
“Was it tasty? My little cupcake stealer.” He said with a sneer.
“It… I… I forgot it already.” I answered with shame. I can felt my facewas hotter and hotter, just like it was steaming.
“Of course you forgot it, you ate so fast that you can not taste it.” Hesneered.
“Boom!” I came back in darkness. It was very cold here but my face washot.
“I was just six years old, I even did not know that was wrong.”
“Age does not the problem, moreover, you know that was wrong or you willnot eat so fast. Don’t try to find an excuse, you do not need to explain it tome.”
Suddenly, we came to an alley, I recognized it, I always fight withothers in this alley. I saw me again, the teenage me.
“But I am just a teenager not an adult, I can not drink it.” That wasme, that was the first time my friends ask me to drink beer.
“What are you afraid? All of us drink it, except for you.” My friendsaid.
At last, I can not stop my friend and drank.
“You can not stop your friends or your self?” he asked.
“Maybe… myself,” I said.
He laughed, it made me embarrassed, I started though about who he reallywas. Why he wanted to made me face myself? It did not make me feel good.
“That is my job，you think I want to stay with you, how silly you are.You will understand me after your vacation.” He said.
“Vacation? What vacation? Wasn’t I dead? What do you mean?” I asked.
“You will understand it I said.” He responded.
I felt dizzy again, this time I was ready to go to my friends’ party.That was the day I died. I was going to get my car in a secret place.
“Did you get your driving license?” he asked.
“No, I didn’t.” I said.
“Oh, that should be a problem. Look, you did not get your drivinglicense but you drove, and died because of a terrible traffic accident...” Helaughed at me.
“That’s not my wrong, I did nothing wrong when I drove… except forwithout license.” I cried.
“You were wrong, you made yourself die at such a young age. You can domany things if you are alive. Now, look at yourself, you need to know what madeyou die.” He said.
Of course I knew how I died, I can still remember how painful it was.The broken glass cut in my body, the metal crushed my legs. The last sound I heardwas my phone’s ringing, that was my mom. I looked at “me”, I was driving andlistening the radio. Suddenly, a car crushed me, dead scare me again.
“Why, tell me why!” I cried. “I know that I am no a perfect person, Iknow that I have had many mistakes but please, let me go. I was dead already,what do you want from me? If this is the only way to go to the heaven, I preferto go to the hell! Let me go… let me go, pleased.”
“What can I get from you? You died already, I can not get anything fromyou. Everything I did is to make you face yourself, it is my job. You arealways a good guy in front of your parents, a good student in front of your teachers,but how about yourself? You fought with others, drank and smoke illegal, drovewithout driving license… you did all of this thing under a fake name Josh. I wantyou face yourself, good guy Alex was not that good, bad guy Josh was not thatbad. You though nobody knew you were a two faced guy, you though you can hideyourself all the way? We will see.”
I was shock, he knew every thing of me. Who he is?
“Don’t worried about who I am, you should thing about who you are.”
We came to my house, and I saw my mom crying on my dad’s shoulder. Atthe same time, tears came out from my eyes.
“I should stop him. I should stop him 2 years ago. I though we shouldgive him some space, allow him to do something he wanted to do…” my mom cried.
“That was not your fault, as a father, I can not perform myresponsibility…”my dad said.
I can not express how surprised I was. In my memory, I just stood like awood. While I realized, I came back to darkness already. I felt cold and herewas wet, I rolled up to make myself feel warmer. Tears came out again.
“I never though that you are such a lachrymosely boy.” He said.
I wiped my tears, and try to findhim.
“Don’t try to find me, I promise. I can’t find my body either. Now,answer me. Who you are?” he asked me serious.
“I am… I don’t know. I am no Josh of course. However, am I Alex? Alex isa good guy, so I am no Alex. Wait, who are you? Are you a philosopher?” I said.
“No, I am no a philosopher, I have been a mathematician, long time ago.”He answered.
Who I am? I am not Josh, and I am not Alex. Maybe, I am nothing.
“No, you are wrong. You are important, you are not “nothing”, you arewhat you are.”
“I am what I am?” I said.
“Yes, you don’t need to care what others say. You are what you are. I ammathematician long time ago, I still love math now, although I do not have abody, I can not see myself. Now, it is your turn, you are a “helper” to, whensomebody going to die, you will know it. Wait for him and you will know all ofhis life. Try to make him understand this truth, that is your job. If you needhelp that call me. My name is David.” He said.
“Where will I go, heaven or hell?” I asked.
“None, of above. You will stay here until you help a person successfully,you can take a break at the holiday hotel. Good luck!” he said.
That is my story. now, it is your turn, to help next one.
“Hello? Is somebody here? Where am I?” I shout.
The answer was silent. I could only hear my echo. The most importantthing was I could not see anything here. Was I blind or was it just too dark? Ithough I would get the answer if I can leave here. However, how can I get here?What has happened? I was going to a party and I drove on the highway at a legalspeed. I didn’t feel sleepy and I didn’t drink. I thought I am a pretty good driverin some ways. Oh, there was a guy drove his car at an illegal speed and crashedmy car!
“Hello? Am I dead? Where I am? The heaven or the hell?” I shout again.Although I knew I may not get the answer.
“Why you are so noisy? Your body is dead but not your soul” an old voiceresponded. “and none of the heaven or the hell, somebodies said here is heavenbut somebodies said here is hell, I think it’s chaos here.”
“Who are you? The god?” I asked.
“No, I am not the god, I cannot ensure if the god is being. I am ahelper, to help you to choose where will you go to.”
So crazy, that I can select the way I go after I die? Without doubt, Iwill go to heaven. Suddenly, I felt dizzy and fell down. A moment later, thelight woke me up and I found that I was in the house which I lived in when Iwas six years old.
“What are we doing here?” I asked.
“You will know it soon.” He said.
“Mom, can I have a cupcake” that was the voice belong to the six yearsold me.
“No, you have to do your homework first.” My mom said.
Oh no, that was so bad. For sure I knew what will happened later, butthat make me feel upset, maybe I should say embarrassed. I saw I stole a lovelycupcake and finished it as quick as I can.
“Was it tasty? My little cupcake stealer.” He said with a sneer.
“It… I… I forgot it already.” I answered with shame. I can felt my facewas hotter and hotter, just like it was steaming.
“Of course you forgot it, you ate so fast that you can not taste it.” Hesneered.
“Boom!” I came back in darkness. It was very cold here but my face washot.
“I was just six years old, I even did not know that was wrong.”
“Age does not the problem, moreover, you know that was wrong or you willnot eat so fast. Don’t try to find an excuse, you do not need to explain it tome.”
Suddenly, we came to an alley, I recognized it, I always fight withothers in this alley. I saw me again, the teenage me.
“But I am just a teenager not an adult, I can not drink it.” That wasme, that was the first time my friends ask me to drink beer.
“What are you afraid? All of us drink it, except for you.” My friendsaid.
At last, I can not stop my friend and drank.
“You can not stop your friends or your self?” he asked.
“Maybe… myself,” I said.
He laughed, it made me embarrassed, I started though about who he reallywas. Why he wanted to made me face myself? It did not make me feel good.
“That is my job，you think I want to stay with you, how silly you are.You will understand me after your vacation.” He said.
“Vacation? What vacation? Wasn’t I dead? What do you mean?” I asked.
“You will understand it I said.” He responded.
I felt dizzy again, this time I was ready to go to my friends’ party.That was the day I died. I was going to get my car in a secret place.
“Did you get your driving license?” he asked.
“No, I didn’t.” I said.
“Oh, that should be a problem. Look, you did not get your drivinglicense but you drove, and died because of a terrible traffic accident...” Helaughed at me.
“That’s not my wrong, I did nothing wrong when I drove… except forwithout license.” I cried.
“You were wrong, you made yourself die at such a young age. You can domany things if you are alive. Now, look at yourself, you need to know what madeyou die.” He said.
Of course I knew how I died, I can still remember how painful it was.The broken glass cut in my body, the metal crushed my legs. The last sound I heardwas my phone’s ringing, that was my mom. I looked at “me”, I was driving andlistening the radio. Suddenly, a car crushed me, dead scare me again.
“Why, tell me why!” I cried. “I know that I am no a perfect person, Iknow that I have had many mistakes but please, let me go. I was dead already,what do you want from me? If this is the only way to go to the heaven, I preferto go to the hell! Let me go… let me go, pleased.”
“What can I get from you? You died already, I can not get anything fromyou. Everything I did is to make you face yourself, it is my job. You arealways a good guy in front of your parents, a good student in front of your teachers,but how about yourself? You fought with others, drank and smoke illegal, drovewithout driving license… you did all of this thing under a fake name Josh. I wantyou face yourself, good guy Alex was not that good, bad guy Josh was not thatbad. You though nobody knew you were a two faced guy, you though you can hideyourself all the way? We will see.”
I was shock, he knew every thing of me. Who he is?
“Don’t worried about who I am, you should thing about who you are.”
We came to my house, and I saw my mom crying on my dad’s shoulder. Atthe same time, tears came out from my eyes.
“I should stop him. I should stop him 2 years ago. I though we shouldgive him some space, allow him to do something he wanted to do…” my mom cried.
“That was not your fault, as a father, I can not perform myresponsibility…”my dad said.
I can not express how surprised I was. In my memory, I just stood like awood. While I realized, I came back to darkness already. I felt cold and herewas wet, I rolled up to make myself feel warmer. Tears came out again.
“I never though that you are such a lachrymosely boy.” He said.
I wiped my tears, and try to findhim.
“Don’t try to find me, I promise. I can’t find my body either. Now,answer me. Who you are?” he asked me serious.
“I am… I don’t know. I am no Josh of course. However, am I Alex? Alex isa good guy, so I am no Alex. Wait, who are you? Are you a philosopher?” I said.
“No, I am no a philosopher, I have been a mathematician, long time ago.”He answered.
Who I am? I am not Josh, and I am not Alex. Maybe, I am nothing.
“No, you are wrong. You are important, you are not “nothing”, you arewhat you are.”
“I am what I am?” I said.
“Yes, you don’t need to care what others say. You are what you are. I ammathematician long time ago, I still love math now, although I do not have abody, I can not see myself. Now, it is your turn, you are a “helper” to, whensomebody going to die, you will know it. Wait for him and you will know all ofhis life. Try to make him understand this truth, that is your job. If you needhelp that call me. My name is David.” He said.
“Where will I go, heaven or hell?” I asked.
“None, of above. You will stay here until you help a person successfully,you can take a break at the holiday hotel. Good luck!” he said.
That is my story. now, it is your turn, to help next one.
