Life After Death: Reincarnation

~Aeris~

Time was practically frozen, the background dissolving slowly as people ran through me, passing without notice like I was some ghost.

Because I was invisible, I was a ghost.

People gathered around me to help. I could hear them gasping, shouting for help. I could see their looks of shock, the look of terror. I almost didn't want to see, but I had to.

My body was on the street, eyes closed, and with blood dripping from my mouth and forehead.

"No." I'm not sure how to react to this. "No, no, no. NO!" Ok, there we go. Back to reality.

I knelt down on both knees, trying to hold my body but my hands kept going through it.

"Maybe if I lay down in the same position, I could go back?"

"You can try. But I've never seen it work." Death was there, standing behind me, her hair blowing through the air. She sat by my body with her legs crossed. "If it does though, that's gonna be a first."

I ignored her and tried to mimic my position. I tried reconnecting with my body. I didn't feel a single thing for a minute but then a sudden tingly feeling shot through my left arm. I tried to move it but it wouldn't budge.

"Damn it! It's not working!" I shouted in frustration. Why does this need to happen, on this day no less?

I saw Death watching me as I frustratingly tried to make my body move. She did nothing but stare and giggle at me.

"What's so funny?!" I was mad, infuriated, irritated that I had just died yet she just sat there, giggling! I am not having this! "I just died! Don't just sit there!"

"I'm sorry. You look like a lifesize doll that's trying to talk with its mouth closed." She laughed a little. "Plus, I'm Death, dear. It's my job to guide souls to where they're supposed to go, either paradise, torment, or purgatory. We're not allowed to intervene with mortal affairs. Doing so will ruin the balance AND cost us our status and jobs."

This isn't really be happening, is it? Am I just having a dream? A nightmare? An illusion? This can't be real. There must be something I can do.

"Death. Don't take me. Bring me back to life." I said so with a brave face. I know it's impossible but might as well try.

"Didn't you just hear what I said?" she tilted her head sideways and looked me straight to the eye with a dead look. "I can't meddle in mortal affairs, that includes reviving people."

Then she smiled a bit and put her hand against my left cheek. "Besides, you're not yet dead. You're dying, but not dead."

"Isn't there anything that I can do?" I begged her, desparately at that. "There's so much that I want to do."

This is not how I'm going to end. I must find a way back. No, I will find a way back.

I could hear sirens. An ambulance was on it's way. No sense in staying here. I'll let the doctors fix me.

We watched as nurses carried my body away on a stretcher and onto the ambulance. As they left, people disbursed from the crowd and resumed their normal lives. Death and I followed the sound of the siren. The ambulance was headed towards Clinton's general hospital from the looks of it.

When we arrived infront of Clinton's general hospital, Death stopped walking.

"What you're about to see is something unnatural."

"What's more unnatural then seeing your own body on the street, bloodied and dying, or meetint the actual spirit of death?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, see for yourself." She grabbed my hand as she opened the door, smiling as she led me to the unkown.

Her smile. It's almost funny. You'd think Death's features would be so grim but her's isn't. It radiated a warmth that I've felt before but could not remember.

When I regained my sights Isaw a normal hospital with a normal staff. It wasn't much, just a few patients coughing, sneezing, setting apointments up and a few nurses running errands blitzing right by me.

"Death?" I asked loudly. No one batted an eye. "Death!" I openly shouted.

A woman touched my shoulder from behind and as I turned Death was standing behind me.

"It's ok. You can open your eyes now."

"What do you mean?" I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "My eyes ARE open."

"No, they aren't." she mentioned. "But I'll open them for you."

She touched the middle part of my forehead and I felt a burning sensation pass from my forehead all the way down to the souls of my feet followed by what I can best describe as chills like getting out if a warm pool and walking through the cold air.

Just like that everything changed, I saw reality, her reality.

And by God, what I saw was something I would never forget.