"I would like the first option please."
"Very popular choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have you killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. You will be mistreated and unloved. You won't have much and you will not want it either."
"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling or two."
"Actually, Ms. White," he said. "Your life was excellent you just made it terrible. You had two working parents that really did care for you except that you brought out the bad in them. You had a beautiful home. I mean, what more could you want?"
"That isn't how I remembered it," I replied. "They hated, treated with so much disrespect and worst of all, I knew from the beginning they were hiding stuff from me but that fact that they killed my eldest brother was not what I was thinking off."
"Actually, your brother killed himself just like you. He choose to be an angel. He is actually do really well for a mental guy. They were disrespectful because you were disrespectful!"
"I can't do this!"
"There you go again," he said. "When things get too hard you quit and go into shut down mode. You need to stop hanging on the darkness and finally let the sunshine in. You must stop this bad cycle."
"Why are you telling me this now? What good will it do?"
"Well, maybe in your new life you will remember this or follow this philosophy and have a better life. Do you know what you would have been if you were still alive?"
"What?" I asked curious.
"You would have been a nurse with a loving husband and three kids that all end up with successful jobs."
"There would have been hardships," I countered. "And I don't want hardships."
"Hardships is a natural thing in life and yes, there would have been but you would have gotten through it. You wasted your own life and for that you will pay in your new life. I'm sorry this is final." In a flick of a seconds, I wasn't me anymore. I was a blonde haired, blue eyed, innocent girl being born in the back of a taxi. I wasn't the psychotic brown haired, green eyed girl who was seconds away from killing herself. I wasn't me. I was someone stronger.
Should there be a part three?
"Very popular choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have you killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. You will be mistreated and unloved. You won't have much and you will not want it either."
"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling or two."
"Actually, Ms. White," he said. "Your life was excellent you just made it terrible. You had two working parents that really did care for you except that you brought out the bad in them. You had a beautiful home. I mean, what more could you want?"
"That isn't how I remembered it," I replied. "They hated, treated with so much disrespect and worst of all, I knew from the beginning they were hiding stuff from me but that fact that they killed my eldest brother was not what I was thinking off."
"Actually, your brother killed himself just like you. He choose to be an angel. He is actually do really well for a mental guy. They were disrespectful because you were disrespectful!"
"I can't do this!"
"There you go again," he said. "When things get too hard you quit and go into shut down mode. You need to stop hanging on the darkness and finally let the sunshine in. You must stop this bad cycle."
"Why are you telling me this now? What good will it do?"
"Well, maybe in your new life you will remember this or follow this philosophy and have a better life. Do you know what you would have been if you were still alive?"
"What?" I asked curious.
"You would have been a nurse with a loving husband and three kids that all end up with successful jobs."
"There would have been hardships," I countered. "And I don't want hardships."
"Hardships is a natural thing in life and yes, there would have been but you would have gotten through it. You wasted your own life and for that you will pay in your new life. I'm sorry this is final." In a flick of a seconds, I wasn't me anymore. I was a blonde haired, blue eyed, innocent girl being born in the back of a taxi. I wasn't the psychotic brown haired, green eyed girl who was seconds away from killing herself. I wasn't me. I was someone stronger.
Should there be a part three?
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
Show that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
Or cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
Show that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
Or cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes you feel free, and then drags you to the ground
It tells you that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes you see what you want to see
Let’s you feel what you want to feel
It puts you in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at you in the face for your mistakes
It can help you find love or heartbreak
In the end reality gives you the same outcome
The very outcome you tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes you feel free, and then drags you to the ground
It tells you that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes you see what you want to see
Let’s you feel what you want to feel
It puts you in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at you in the face for your mistakes
It can help you find love or heartbreak
In the end reality gives you the same outcome
The very outcome you tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed