A short play I wrote.
John Smith walks down the street, (he believes himself to be a "True Christian".) He steps of the curb and is hit by a bus, and knocked to kingdom come.
He feels a smug satisfaction wave over him as he floats to heaven.
When he gets up there, it looks exactly as he imagined it. Fluffy clouds, ivory towers behind gates of pearl and gold. At the entrance stands God.
“Hello John,” Says God, “Why not step over here and have a… Continue