"Am I...dead?" My words come out a whisper as I look at the angelic boy.

He shrugs. "Something like that."

"Well, what is it? Am I dead or not?"

"You used to be."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you're in the middle. You were revived."


1. Prologue

It is said that people can sense their imminent death. That they feel on some level, no matter how small the pull is, that they will die.

I didn't believe that for one second.

That is, until I went through my many hardships. Until I came face to face with death itself, and I clearly felt that feeling in the pit of my stomach.

But, I'm getting off topic. This isn't where my story starts. It doesn't start in hell, or heaven, or the in between.

It starts in a small town by a lone beach in the state of California.

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