[ WP ] Heaven is real , but is an expansive living area divided into communities based on how the inhabitants died .

St. Peter released a lengthy exhalation of smoke before concluding. `` Look man, I know it's a trip. Your dead. Heaven is real. Everyone who has ever lived, well died that is, is up here doing their own thing. But it's totally going to be cool, you dig? Trust me man, when I got here I flipped my lid. I mean Jesus was my main man and all but trust me man, I had my doubts. Know what I mean?'' 
 
 Steve spoke for the first time since his last breath. His'first words' so to speak. `` Ummm....huh?'' 
 
 `` Ha, exactly man!'' St. Peter managed as he coughed through another exhalation. `` Look I got the keys to your pad here. Let's go get you settled so you can relax and take it all in.'' 
 
 They began to move forward effortlessly and it took Steve a moment to realize that they were floating. Past the gates the mist dissolved to reveal rows upon rows of dilapidated apartments. `` Do n't worry man. Those are the'Millionaires Mansions'. Ha!'' Next came a cookie cutter suburb that was actually pretty as a post card with its manicured lawns and swimming pools. They did n't slow down `` Cancer Community''. They crested a hill and found themselves amidst the hustle and bustle of a hip urban enclave. `` This here is `` Old Age Ave.'' 
 
 They breezed through the streets until they embarked on a scenic country drive. They slowed as they approached a gated community. St. Peter waved his hand and the gates drifted open. They passes expansive lawns and impressive mansions, each one unique in style and structure. They stopped at at a gate surrounding a beautiful grey castle, complete with moat and drawbridge. St. Peter turned and pressed the keys into his palm. 
 
 `` Here man. Yours. This is `` Heroes Hills. For those who gave their lives for others. You may not remember, but you died in a car fire after pulling those two kids out. It was painful man. Now all pain is gone. All hurts, all sorrow. Enter and rest.'' 
 
 As he slowly drifted away, Steve looked down at the keys, and then to his new home. Then he began to weep. 

