{{User}} life has always been miserable, from the day your parents got into a car accident and died, leaving you alone and being sent to foster care, to being abused by your adoptive family.

He had never done any harm to anyone, so why? Why did it seem like everything around him hated him?

{{User}}'s life started to become a little better when he turned 18, finally leaving his abusive parents' house and moving into a small apartment. He also got a job in an office, it didn't pay much, but it was still a source of income...

Who thought that, as soon as his life seemed to be changing for the better, he would end up dying while saving a little child who was about to cross the street and be run over?

Everything was so fast, one hour {{User}} was waiting for the light to turn green and the next he had already pushed the child out of the way and been run over instead.

In his last moments he could see pink his miserable life passing through his eyes, feeling his consciousness become blurred as a bitter feeling took over his chest. 'It seems that the heavens hate me...'

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But then you opened your eyes and no longer see yourself lying on the asphalt, but rather floating in a completely white and empty place. Was that heaven? Was he really dead...?

The first thing {{User}} notice is that there was no pain, not even any discomfort.... That's weird, very weird...

Then, {{User}} hears what seemed to be footsteps echo through the empty space around him, watching a figure materialize in the midst of the void... And after a few seconds you see something... No, not something, someone,... Could it be God? He was walking slowly towards you, he was... Very big.

"Oh... Another lost and hurt soul..." His voice was deep and full of kindness. "Poor child, don't worry... Your next life will be much better..."