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This is my entry to the Writing Prompt by 
His family, relatives, and friends immediately froze when they saw him.
To be honest, the word “froze” is an understatement, because their jaws dropped to the floor, literally.
The man who they believed was dead was alive and kicking right in front of them!
Was it a miracle, like a resurrection or something?
It would all be clear soon, as the man who came back from the other world approached them.
Everyone was speechless.
Suddenly, the deadly silence was broken, when the bravest person among them took the courage to open his mouth.
He said in a low, trembling voice:
“What happened? We all thought that you were dead…”
The man, who was white as a shroud, answered:
“Well, you know that I was as poor as a church mouse all my life. So, when the time came for the primordial Ferryman to take me on his ferry across the River Of Death, he asked me to pay him for that. He wanted my to give him my last silver coin, or the ‘Charon’s obol’, as they call it. Little did he know that I never cared to have such a coin on me all my life… So, he refused to carry me to the Other Side, and here I am alive and well again!”.
