You must know him, Oliver Turnpike, he is a business man who overworks his employees and keeps all the money his company earns to himself. He is a tyrant, a foolish reckless man. But that crash though. It was like an angel falling off the side of a large cliff, the car soaring to the water below. Now why would this be a beauty, even though the man inside was a tyrant. Well it is what came after that truly added to the glory of the crash.
It is not every day when you crash your car and find yourself in another world, a world where your name has never existed and where all that you’ve made has disappeared.
Oliver woke up after his crash to find himself in that world. He woke up of the side of the lake, confused and lost. Oliver looked at the rescue workers as they lugged his car out of the cold, dark water. He walked up to them and asked, “what happened here?”. There was no answer. The rescue workers continued on with their jobs and continued to drag the car up out of the icy liquids. He yelled, as loud as when he yelled at his workers, “What happened here? And if you do not answer me I will sue you all with neglect.” There was still no answer. This was about when he realized that he did not exist in the same realms as the workers present.
Oliver left the lake, sure of himself but at the same time depressed and lonely. No one could see him. How would he make money now after this. But then a thought flew into his mind, “surely my workers must be without work.” So then Oliver walked over to where his company building was supposed to stand.
In its place there was a shiny, black building, like those you would expect in the big cities like Toronto or Ottawa. Oliver looked inside and there was a slide going down the center of the building, a Tim Horton’s for the employees to buy coffee in the morning and not only that but all the workers were genuinely happy. Oliver looked into the parking garage and found expensive cars like Porsches, Lamborghinis and Limo’s. “Where did my workers get enough money to buy those vehicles, I have never paid them over minimum wage.” Another thought then flew into his mind, “my family must still be poor.” So then Oliver walked over to where his family’s property.
Usually the Turnpike residence was a small, lonely and rundown hut. They had no money so how were they supposed to improve their property. But not there was a large, mansion standing in its place. Oliver walked in and all of his family heirlooms, the ones that he took and kept in his own house were hanging on the walls. There were hundreds of rooms and there were cleaning staff expertly going through the motions.
The whole family was in the family room. They all wore super loathed for clothes and talked as if they owned the world. By the looks of it they have never given a penny in their lives. Oliver was then wondering how people could be so cruel. “These people have never given anything in their lives, I have though haven’t I?” It then occurred to him that he had never given any money at all, he did not care much for the rift raft of his hometown.
Oliver left the Turnpike residence and wept for the life that he had lost. Where he was successful yet where he was also lonely. Oliver then said, quietly, yet surely, “whomever is doing this, I have learned my lesson, I just want to go home.”
Then a bright light showed up, it expanded and contracted like you would expect a heart to do. It brightened and then it left. In its place there was an angel. He had skin like marble and his wings looked like they were made of ivory. He looked at Oliver with a stern look. “So you have, but you must still turn your life around, if you do not you will surely burn in hell. But if you give yourself to the people around you will jump for joy in Heaven. Now I will bring you back to your body, but first you must promise that you will change how you live the course of your life.”
Oliver then said “I promise” as solemnly as he possibly could. A second had not gone by when Oliver was surrounded by a golden light, it felt warm on his skin, like that of a Mother’s hug. Then it all went black.
It was dark but he could still hear his surroundings, there was a slight beeping noise, in tune with his heart and a soft buzzing noise in tune with his breathing. Oliver could not yet open his eyes, there was too much anticipation. Then it all came to him, how happy everyone would be if he had never existed. Oliver then opened his eyes and he was surrounded by his family. He had thought that they would not show up, but they all did, every single person he knew was shoved into his tiny hospital room.
His recovery was long, but it was very simple. Oliver donated most of his funds to charity and raised his workers’ salaries quite a bit. He mended his relationships with his family and gave each of them a share of Turnpike enterprises. A wonderful change in mind, if you would ask me, but he also promised the world that he would never revert back to what he was before the accident. After the accident, Oliver’s only mandate was to make everyone around him as happy as he could.
Now the story is done, Oliver never reverted back to his life of lies and when it was actually his time to go, it was in a room filled with loved ones.