Morals with Stories
By Matthew Sidey

When I was in my mother's womb, I once found my spirit projected out and floating inside of my parents house. I was hovering there in a discorpreal form, just sort of checking out the place and thinking of ways that I could redecorate, when I saw my grandmother enter the house.
Then I watched in amazement as my grandmother dropped to one knee, and clutch her chest. I realised then, that my grandmother was dying of a heart attack. Within a few moments, she took her last breath and passed away.
5 years later, after I was born, I was talking to my mom, and I told her that I had seen grandma die, and I described the entire event to her. My mother was amazed, because I was correct in the descripiton in all ways but one: Grandma was an immortal and could only be killed if someone cut off her head with a sword..

Moral of the story: Don't coun't your eggs unless you're approaching menopause.

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