As Dean lay there on the floor clutching at his chest he could hear the pounding of his heart in his hear. He could feel death creeping up on him but just as a Reaper appeared the pain stopped.
"Hello."
Dean held up his hand up and saw it was back to normal. Jumping up he danced around a bit and checked in a mirror which revealed him to be young again. He grabbed his phone and ran down the stairs without breathing heavy. It was so good to be young again.
By Barbara Desmond