First Meet with Gods..

While I was dying and my soul was slowly leaving my body.....I could not help but wonder what my parents would do when they would see me dead , not to mention I even doubted if they would even mourn my death or arrange a funeral. I have such doubts because they never showed any signs of love towards me they would probably say that arranging my funeral would cost them a lot of money. Well any ways pushing those thoughts aside and moving forward I would love to state what happened next. When I opened my eyes I found myself sitting in front of three people . One of them was pretty old looking and had a big , shining white beard . He wore traditional clothes like the other two people present there. The remaining two were kids but I could sense there maturity if I go just by the kind looks I was getting from them . Between the two one was a boy and the other one was a girl , this scenario gave me the vibes of watching a grandfather happily spending time with his two grandchildren. As I moved my eyes around I could see that I was sitting in a completely white colored room with no doors or windows in sight in case I had to escape.

So in short I was basically trapped inside a room with three strangers and no escaping route.

I don't know what I was thinking but having been a comic writer I simply went on and asked them sarcastically-"Hey am I dead or something??" At this they exchanged weird looks with each other but did not break the silence due to which I continued-" Are you guys gods or something?" I asked them in the most sarcastic way ever 'cause in my thoughts I was just having a weird dream and I would wake up any moment now. Then the old man calmly said " Oh yes, unfortunately you died of a car accident and we three here are the gods." again pretty jokingly I asked " Oh is it?" but this time the old man repeated his statement with a serious expression , which caused me ask myself "Am I really dead?"