After his surgery, Joe fell down a tunnel—spinning and tumbling until he saw a light at the end. He swam toward the light. It overwhelmed him, but he pushed through.
Only to swim back to this side as fast as possible. Everyone on the other side wore red MAGA hats. #TwtStory

After his surgery, Joe fell down a tunnel—spinning and tumbling until he saw a light at the end. He swam toward the light. It overwhelmed him, but he pushed through.
Only to swim back to this side as fast as possible. Everyone on the other side wore red MAGA hats. #TwtStory

After his surgery, Joe fell down a tunnel—spinning and tumbling until he saw a light at the end. He swam toward the light. It overwhelmed him, but he pushed through.
Only to swim back to this side as fast as possible. Everyone on the other side wore red MAGA hats. #TwtStory

Death hovered over Bernard. He was 95. He’d lived a good life. No complaints.
Once death appeared, 95 years was too short.
“It’s time,” Death said.
“Fine but your ex-wife is looking for you. I said you’d be here.”
Death fled and didn’t return until Bernard was 100. #TwtStory

Death hovered over Bernard. He was 95. He’d lived a good life. No complaints.
Once death appeared, 95 years was too short.
“It’s time,” Death said.
“Fine but your ex-wife is looking for you. I said you’d be here.”
Death fled and didn’t return until Bernard was 100. #TwtStory

Death hovered over Bernard. He was 95. He’d lived a good life. No complaints.
Once death appeared, 95 years was too short.
“It’s time,” Death said.
“Fine but your ex-wife is looking for you. I said you’d be here.”
Death fled and didn’t return until Bernard was 100. #TwtStory

The meditation guide walked the group through their pre-death experience to reduce their anxiety about death. “Now we see a bright light. Step inside where your family is waiting.”
“Shit,” Mary cried. “My family are all losers. I was hoping to finally be rid of them.” #TwtStory

The meditation guide walked the group through their pre-death experience to reduce their anxiety about death. “Now we see a bright light. Step inside where your family is waiting.”
“Shit,” Mary cried. “My family are all losers. I was hoping to finally be rid of them.” #TwtStory

The meditation guide walked the group through their pre-death experience to reduce their anxiety about death. “Now we see a bright light. Step inside where your family is waiting.”
“Shit,” Mary cried. “My family are all losers. I was hoping to finally be rid of them.” #TwtStory

Helen Wilson was flat on her back when the light surrounded her. It was her time. Jesus was coming for her. She rose and shouted, “I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Her husband stood next to the light switch. “That’s really disappointing, Helen. You didn’t say that last night.” #TwtStory

Helen Wilson was flat on her back when the light surrounded her. It was her time. Jesus was coming for her. She rose and shouted, “I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Her husband stood next to the light switch. “That’s really disappointing, Helen. You didn’t say that last night.” #TwtStory

Helen Wilson was flat on her back when the light surrounded her. It was her time. Jesus was coming for her. She rose and shouted, “I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Her husband stood next to the light switch. “That’s really disappointing, Helen. You didn’t say that last night.” #TwtStory

Jane’s husband Fred leaped from his seat when the doctor entered the room. “What’s wrong with my wife, doc?”
The doctor shook his head. “Your wife had a near death experience.”
“I can talk to her now?”
“You can see her, but once she got near she went the distance.” #TwtStory

Jane’s husband Fred leaped from his seat when the doctor entered the room. “What’s wrong with my wife, doc?”
The doctor shook his head. “Your wife had a near death experience.”
“I can talk to her now?”
“You can see her, but once she got near she went the distance.” #TwtStory

Jane’s husband Fred leaped from his seat when the doctor entered the room. “What’s wrong with my wife, doc?”
The doctor shook his head. “Your wife had a near death experience.”
“So, I can talk to her now?”
“You can see her, but once she got near she went the distance.” #TwtStory

#TwtStory Upcoming: Five tweet stories on the subject: Near death experiences

#TwtStory Upcoming: Five tweet stories on the subject: Near death experiences

#TwtStory Upcoming: Five tweet stories on the subject: Near death experiences

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Tim laid an eight on the table, Judy added three cards. Later she led with three eights. He called her bluff, and she flipped her cards. Three eights. Tim tossed his cards. “You cheated.”
The other players laughed.
“The game’s called Lie, Cheat, and Steal, dumb shit.” #TwtStory