Unbalanced— a story about life and death

''Authors Note: This is something actually really important in life and the moral of the story is actually somewhat true. Hate doesn’t deserve to be in this world and everything else does. If you really think about it, if you took the hate out of the world, pretty much everyone would be excepted, kind, caring, and basically the best a human being can be. Death is almost a way of saying “you’ve seen a lot. Now time to see what‘s In heaven.” In a way. This is just a short story so there won’t be any chapters of any sort. Don’t ask why I named the main character my name, it’s just the first idea that came to find -w-. Anyways, thanks for reading this note and I hope you enjoy the story!''

THIS STORY IS STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS!
Keep it balanced. Keep my weight balanced. Keep my nutrition balanced. Keep my activities balanced. Keep my love balanced. That’s all you think about keeping balanced. But you don’t know, there‘s something more important to keep balanced.

Sóley never wanted to die. She was scared of death. She hated death. All it did was take her mind and soul away from her body and forced her to never be able to see her loved ones ever again. Death was just a place where you’re trapped in an endless pit of black. You don’t know anything, you can’t sense anything, you can’t be anything when you’re dead.

But, maybe she was wrong. Well, of course she wasn’t wrong. What else could death feel like? There was no such thing as heaven. She knew that.