The Afterlife

Every part of my body ached as I roused awake. I slowly forced my eyes open and I blinked to allow it to adapt to the lighting of my surroundings. When it finally did, I studied where I was. I was in a large room with white walls that stood out. I looked around the large room. Almost everything in it was white, from the vanity table to the white drapes which had golden swirls on it, to the bed spread. I groaned as I tried to sit up. I had never been on a bed like this before. It was soft and warm. Asides, the aches I felt all over my body, I felt peace.

That was when it hit me. Was I dead? My head considered the possibility and it made so much sense since there was white everywhere.

Oh goddess, I really was dead and I made it to the moon goddess. Happiness took over the pain and I instantly tried to get off of the bed. Bad idea. Was it supposed to hurt this much in the after life?