Things are Better

I died and went to heaven. I stood in line behind a bunch of people who had just died.

I remembered when I was in Kindergarten and Tommy Jimson cut in front of me in the lunch line. I said he couldn’t cut. Tommy kicked me in the shin five times. I cried and my teacher, Mrs. Donnison came by and asked what was the matter. Tommy Jimson said that I cut in line. Mrs. Donnison said I had to go to the back of the line.

The fact that no one was cutting in front of me now made me feel better about having died.