Tag: life after death

Flash Fiction

The White Light #FridayFotoFiction

Lying on the death bed. He thought. “Can someone please switch off this light. Its blinding. Wait. But my eyes are closed. Am I dreaming? Oh goodness. Am I dead? Gosh. So, Is this the white light everyone talks about, which you see in the afterlife? But, why is there a glass staircase? And who …