[ WP ] Every time you die , you are transported to the time of the first event that ultimately caused your death . One day , you are hit by a car and sent 12 years into the past .

He was n't going to be able to stop in time. He kept taking risks, while driving. I'd begged him to be more careful, but he was exactly who he'd always been. 
 
 The oncoming car did n't have a chance. I said a quiet prayer for the driver, who would have to live with this for the rest of his life. I started a prayer for~~ 
 
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 `` Oh, sorry'' 
 
 `` Yeah, sorry, I was n't paying attention to where I was going.'' 
 
 `` Haha, yeah I noticed. You going to school here?'' 
 
 I remembered this conversation. He was going to ask me out. I was going to say `` yes.'' Those twelve years were the best of my life, and I was okay with repeating them. Some Heavens are made with angels and harps and bright lights... my Heaven was him. Always him.
