A SECOND CHANCE (standard:fantasy, 962 words)
Author: JoeD	Added: Nov 01 2006	Views/Reads: 4285/4	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Do you believe in reincarnation? If so, you may be surprised at what you return as!

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A  SECOND  CHANCE 

by 

Joe  DeMonte 

I hear the sounds of music and laughter.  I hear the voices of my
classmates - Steven, Arliss, John.  They are calling out to me.  I try 
to reach them but cannot.  Ah, but that was so long ago. I see a school 
now.  It is my school, and a ceremony of sorts is taking place there.  
I am at the ceremony.  It is my high school graduation, and I am 
wearing the very same white gown and cap I once wore.  Dr. Levin is 
handing me my diploma.  I am smiling.  Mother and father are there, and 
so is Tom.  Dear sweet Tom.  Now the vision is gone, and I cannot see 
Tom or anyone. Wait, there he is.  He is by the big oak tree and he is 
calling out to me.  He shouts my name over and over but I do not 
answer, though I know 

not why.  Now Tom is gone for good. Now I see a hospital.  I am inside
the hospital, and i can hear the distinct sound of a baby crying out 
after taking its first breath.  It is my baby!  It is Corliss.  I hear 
no more from her.  She is gone, just as she went so long ago. Again I 
hear music, but it is not happy music.  I hear voices, too. They are 
gruff and filled with anger.  I see dim lights and smoke filled rooms.  
There are sailors there.  Their sweaty hands reach out at claw at my 
body. I am running now.  There is a horse and carriage coming towards 
me.  I cannot see it but I can hear it.  It is coming faster now and 
the hoof beats are louder. I scream.  I hear nothing now. “She's dead,” 
 the nurse said.  “Did she have any identification?” “Yes,”  the doctor 
replied, “but the police took it after the carriage ran her down. ” He 
covered her body with a long white sheet, then said to the nurse, 
“She's probably just another streetwalker who had too much to drink.  
It happens all the time in that part of London.” “I'll contact the 
police then in the morning about her identification,” 

the nurse stated.  “Too late to do it now.” I can hear again. but where
am I?  I feel as though I am floating in space.  I no longer feel pain. 
 Now, I remember!  I was running from that sailor and was hit by a 
carriage!  But what happened, and where am I now? I try to touch myself 
but nothing moves.  I can feel nothing at all.  There is no pain 
though.  Why is that?  And why can't I see or hear? Wait, I do hear 
something now.  It is a voice.  A very strong voice, unlike any I have 
ever heard, and it is saying my name. “Margeret.  Margeret Forbes.  Can 
you hear me, Margeret?” “Yes, I can hear you,”  I cry out, able now to 
speak once again. “Who are you?” “I am the Lord, Margeret Forbes.  I am 
the Lord, thy God.  Do you understand? ” My entire body shudders and 
trembles and above me now I can see a very bright white light.  It is 
such a beautiful light. “I -  I understand, Lord, ”  I reply weakly. 
Now I know!  I am dead!  I am dead and my Lord is speaking to me. “You 
have died, Margeret,”  He says to me in His powerful voice. “I -  I 
know, Lord,”  I mutter.  Then I begin to cry. 

“You have lived a wicked life, my child, and you have sinned over and
over,”  the Lord tells me. “I - I know, my Lord, ”  I say lamely.  “I 
am sorry.  I truly am.” “I believe you, Margeret, ”  He says to me.  
“That is why I am going to bestow upon you a second chance.“ “A sec - 
second chance, Lord?” “Yes, Margeret, a second chance.  Do you wish to 
have a second chance, or do you want your soul to burn now in hell 
forever?” “No, Lord!”  I scream out.  “Please  --  I want a second 
chance. I will do good this time.  I promise.  I swear it! ” “Very 
well.  I shall grant you a second chance then.” “But, Lord?” “Yes, my 
child?” “Could --  could I be someone else this time?  I mean, could I 
maybe be a man this time?  It was so difficult for me as a woman, my 
Lord. You don't know the problems I had as a woman. ” “But I do know, 
and perhaps you are right.  Very well then, your soul shall return now 
as a man.  Are you ready?” “Oh, yes, Lord!  I am ready!  And -- and 
thank You, my Lord.” I hear a loud noise and then He is gone.  The very 
bright light 

has vanished also.  I can see nothing now, but I feel as though I am
upside down! “Owwww!”  I wail and start to cry loudly.  Someone has 
smacked me hard on the buttocks and it stings.  I am being covered now 
in what seems like a very soft blanket.  I can hear voices talking in a 
foreign tongue as I am carried down a long corridor. Now I understand!  
I have been re-born!  The Lord has kept His promise to me!  A while 
later I am taken to meet my new mother.  I must do better this time.  I 
must not fail my Lord. I hear voices again, and a woman is holding me 
to her breast. “Congratulations, ” I hear someone say, as I suckle 
greedily on the breast.  “You have such a fine, healthy son, Frau 
Hitler.  What will you name him?” “Adolf,”  I hear my new mother say. 
“I shall call him Adolf.” 

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