Have you ever thought about what comes after death, like going to the afterlife or maybe even getting reincarnated in a different worldworld with magic and stuff like that, well that's what I belived at first until I died.

My name is Damian harret, I'm a college graduate, with a good job and decent paycheck, in my life I was what you'd call a typical nobody I worked real hard in school, avoided social activities in an attempt to create extra study time and the result of all my hard work and dedication was a boring *** job as a financial analyst in a big pharmaceutical company. I eventually climbed up the ranks becoming a senior officer, my seniors picked on me while I picked on my juniors, it was the only way to hang on to my sanity in the business world, but as we all know nothing lasts forever, I can still clearly remember the exact words my boss said while looking me in the eyes.

“ Mr Damian ” he said

“ yes sir ” I responded

“ first I need you to understand that this hurts me more than it hurts you ”

“ I don't understand ”

“ we thank you for all your hard work over these past few years, but it seems we no longer require your services in other words you're fired ”

“ I see,so that's how it is, how could I have been so blind, it was only a matter of time before i got replaced ” I muttered to myself.

“ you can start packing up anytime soon ” he said.

“ oh can I get out now ” I asked.

“ excuse you ”

“ well technically, I'm fired so I don't have to butter you up anymore ”

“ well you are correct ” he answered.

“ boss I'm as good as dead with no job and no where to turn to so would you grant me one final wish ” I asked.

“ if it's within my power, then yes ” he answered.

“ there's something I've always wanted to say to your face, can I say it now ”

“ alright go ahead ”

“ boss, ” I said letting out a sigh while lifting my middle finger up “ **** you ”

“ security, please escort this man out ”

“ man I feel so much better now ” I said as I ran into the elevator avoiding security, headed to the top floor and thought to myself if I do get a second chance I'm gonna live my life to the fullest but I guess this is just the wishful thinking of a mentally stressed man,

And without hesitation I jumped off a 73 story building it probably took about 7 to 10 seconds before I hit the ground, but those few seconds felt like the longest seconds of my life, I instantly regretted taking the jump as I thought of ways to have delt with my problem other than jumping of a building, there was no more helpless feeling than falling, I didn't feel a sensation of peace as i approached oblivion I instead experienced the strongest terror i had ever felt, and the greatest sense of urgency to grab onto something that would stop my fall.

And in an instant the impact completely destroyed my body as I landed on my feet I felt every single bone in my body shatter as my flesh exploded every nerve created maximum sensation of pain, all of which was be sensed by my brain in the millisecond before it too exploded.

In other words, my death was quick, but the final sensation of my life was a concentration of all the worst pains I had ever felt, or could imagine, all at once, before the blackness took over.

I couldn't see or hear or feel anything but I saw a light and as I headed towards that light I saw my mom and a nurse, in that moment I realized something, a concept as silly as reincarnated existed but it seemed I had been reborn in my own body.