Hey! This is short 5-chapter story all about our love-able Carl. Hope you like it!
Have you ever wondered what would happen if you died suddenly, and was able to see people you knew from above and their reacti
Have you ever wondered what would happen if you died suddenly, and was able to see people you knew from above and their reactions? Well, my name is Carl Wheezer, and this is my story of how I was able to witness just that.
Chapter 1: The Welcome
Everything was white. I thought for a moment that my glasses had fogged up and I instinctively reaching up to take them off, but they were gone. My glasses were missing, and yet, when I held a hand in front of my face, I could see it as clear as day.
"Am I dreaming?" I asked myself, feeling my face with my pudgy hands. As I said this, a figure materialized from the 'fog' that enveloped me, and strolled towards me.
"Who are you?" I called. The figure came closer until I could see her properly. A pale blue cloak covered the slender, white gown she wore. Her hood partially hid her auburn hair, which was braided into two perfect pigtails that lay on her shoulders.
"Hello, Carl," she greeted, her melodic voice kind. "My name is Emily." She smiled, and her emerald green eyes twinkled beautifully from within her hood. She gestured around the 'fog'.
"Welcome to heaven."
"Heaven?" I repeated. "But that means I'm...how?" I looked up into Emily's caring eyes with bewildered sadness.
"Asma attack, I'm afraid," she replied, her sympathy clear. It was then that I remembered: the scorching sun...the summer air...the empty inhaler.
"How could this happen?" I exclaimed, putting a hand on my forehead shakingly. "I'm only thirteen! What about my parents, my friends...Elke?"
Emily came up beside me and put a comforting hand on my hefty shoulder as I felt one, fat tear cascade down my flushing cheek.
"Would you like to see them?" Emily asked after a quiet pause. Although I had no idea how that was possible, I nodded eagerly, wiping the tear away with my hand. Emily smiled again, sending my melencholy to the back of my mind.
"Come with me. I will show you more of your heaven, and then we will see your friends and family." I reached up and took her hand, noticing how soft and pale it was, almost like baby skin. We began walking through the 'fog' together, a chubby boy and a willowy young woman, until it completely enclosed us in white.
