Oh Oh Something is happening! John, Charlie- where are you? All the machines around me are beeping like crazy and two nurses are hovering over me, while a doctor shouts orders to others. Someone has put in a call for Sarah and John to get here immediately. Okay, my angels are here now assuring me that everything is fine. Hey what’s this? Isn’t that my body I’m looking at on the bed- so where am I? One thing for sure, if that IS my body, I’m not going back THERE?
Am I dead? I don’t feel dead! In fact I’ve never felt better. Sarah and John are here now, and I want to console them and tell them I’m fine, but my angels say they can neither see nor hear me. I’ve just thought of something - Max is dead but I’m still alive – so who am I now? There is no Max anymore because it was that body that everyone called Max. That’s funny, I’m in the car with Sarah and John, but I don’t remember leaving the hospital, I was just thinking of them and suddenly I was here. I know that I can’t stay because I’m being drawn away by some power that I don’t understand yet but that’s okay because I can be with them again later.
I guess this is the famous tunnel that I’ve read so much about. I know that I’m travelling at a speed that Max could not have imagined but I also feel very peaceful and happier than he would ever have thought possible. Now I’m seeing a beautiful white light – I’ve heard of that too but this is incredible and it’s coming towards me at an unbelievable speed. I’m engulfed by love, so pure, so unconditional and somehow I know that I am also one with that love for that is all that there is. My angels are here again and explain that I will soon understand but I must go again now because others are waiting to see me.
“Cherrie, mom, dad, Ike, Noah, Sara – wait where is Mitchell? Oh I know – of course, I understand perfectly now” Good bye Max – the cycle is complete once more. I’ll see you again someday, somewhere, not as Max, but perhaps as Benjamin or Joshua, as Eliza or Elizabeth – for now however, the chattering is complete. The End.
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