Ok i realise that this is probaby really bad but hay i got board and decided to do it any way.
I know the spelling and grammer is really bad too which wont help either but if you do decide to read it any way enjoy.
I am not sure if i will continue it yet.
One
“I shouldn’t be here yet Harper.” Said a voice standing beside my lifeless body on a hospital bed where two doctors shared the job of pressing down onto my chest each causing a sickening crack as yet another of my ribs snapped under the pressure.
“I can go away again. You don’t normally get a choice you know but you do Harper. You haven’t got to come with me, you can fight and go back to where you should be. You can have another chance.”
“Am I dead then ?” I asked the woman who glowed slightly in front of me apart from the glowing she didn’t look all that different from any other woman you would see walking around the street. She was undeniably beautiful but nothing more.
“I mean I have to be dead right. There’s no way that I can stand here and watch my own body if I am not dead right? I asked again Taking a step over and placing my hand into the hand on my body.
“Clear!” Shouted one of the doctors as she shocked my naked chest and my body jumped up off of the table before coming to rest there again.
“Normal rhythm.” Another doctor said looking at the monitor as the lines started to make a normal pattern across the screen instead of the unnatural looking flat line.
“You are suspended, not a part of this world nor a part of mine yet. You have a choice of who you go with, make the right one Harper you don’t belong with me yet. Go back to your body.”
“So what are you then” I asked removing my hand from my bodies again which made the flat line come back and one of the doctors jump back on my chest beating it up and down trying to replace my absent heart beat.
“Are you an alien or something?”
“No not quite. I am an Angel Harper. A death Angel to be exact and if you want I have come to take you with me.” The woman beside of me said pulling the corners of her perfect pink lips to show her white teeth concealed underneath.
“To heaven you mean?” I asked softly looking over at my wired up body on the bed again “Or hell? It seems like I should go to hell.” I said.
“I am from Heaven Harper. There is nothing you have done in this life to join the Under dwellers. You belong with us, but as I said not yet?”
“So why are you here then?”
“Harper you have strayed off of the plan for you by your own choice. You have killed your self Harper so I must come for you.” The angel said swishing her golden blond hair over her shoulder causing a mist of tiny little stars to fly around the room before disappearing with a pop.
“Why should I stay here then?” I asked swishing my own hair over my shoulder hoping that I my hair would have the same effect needless to say it did not.
“I took all those tablets because I wanted to die. Why would I go back to my body?"
“I can’t tell you that Harper, you have to work that one out for your self. All I can tell you is that you should.”
“I want to come.” I stated firmly shaking my head walking towards the angel holding my hand out for her to take. “I want to come with you.”
“Then so be it Harper, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” The angel said sighing going over to my still lifeless body on the bed and kissing me on the forehead.
Last edited by lost in dreams : 31-01-2011 at 03:18 PM.
"The body faught to survive, it evacuated toxins in any way it knew how. It made clots to stop the bleeding.Bones would find the quickest ways to heal themselves. It made scar tissue. In the face of violence towards it, it would become violent. It was amazing, yet excruciating. "
Thanks everyone i am glad that you like it. Here is a little bit more.
Two
In the blink of an eye the angel and my self where gone and instead of the hospital room we stood in a massive open hall with highly polished wood flooring and very tall crisp white walls that had gold windows dotted around them. In the middle there was a giant water fourteen made out of shiny marble of children playing ball games adults shaking hands and a dog grabbing a ball with his sharp pointed teeth. Underneath was the inscription “Heaven, it all begins at the end.”
The hall was busy with people running around in all directions and around the outside there where numerous people behind very grand desks clicking at computers and drinking coffee from clear glass cups while waiting for the next person to fill the seat in front of them.
“You don’t look like angels.” I said observing the different people that ran past me in a hurry all trying to get to somewhere unknown to me.
“What where you expecting Harper?” The death angel asked still standing beside me looking around her setting and smiling. “long white dresses wings and halos?”
“Well yeah., that’s what angels look like in the pictures.” I said shrugging as I watched a little man riding on the back of a great Dane dog fly past me and disappear into a large wooden door next to me and my mouth fell open
"you have much to learn little one:” The death angel laughed taking my hand and leading me over to a desk just to the right of me. “But there is no one better to teach you then Willow.”
Last edited by lost in dreams : 05-02-2011 at 01:34 PM.
"The body faught to survive, it evacuated toxins in any way it knew how. It made clots to stop the bleeding.Bones would find the quickest ways to heal themselves. It made scar tissue. In the face of violence towards it, it would become violent. It was amazing, yet excruciating. "
“Willow this is Harper. She chose to come with me.” The death angel said Sighing before pushing me down in the arm chair placed in front of the desk.
The angel called Willow looked me up and down like she was trying to eye me up for my coffin and a strange twang of nausea hit me when I realise at home that was exactly what the rest of my family would be doing. I could imagine the doctor shaking his head as he walked into the relatives room and how every one of their Damn faces would look at him wanting the good news that in their own way they where all expecting, because doctors where amazing right. Modern medicine was so advanced these days that they could practically bring people back from the dead. That there 18 year old couldn’t die, because 18 was too young right?
“They always seem to come don’t they.” Willow sighed pulling out her own chair and sitting down into it with her legs cross before pouring her self a cup of black coffee from the pot in front of her.
“Do you want a cup?” Willow offered holding the cup in mid air after pouring her self the biggest cup I had ever seen.
I shock my head
“I always thought my addiction to coffee would be the thing to kill me.” Willow laughed, a high pitched children’s laugh that adults would smile at and say was “wicked”
“Of course that took me by surprise when I found out I was actually going to die from breast cancer. Of course that was nearly 100 years ago now.”
“If you are 100 I’m Fred bleeding Flintstone!” I shouted opening my mouth before I fully engaged my brain The women in front of me at the very most looked 25, she was tall and slender with lose curly caramel waves of hair that fell down just past her shoulders with one unruly bit that bounced just over her right eye. She had a oval face with prominent cheek bones and four cute little freckles that floated just below her emerald eyes.
“We don’t age Harper.” Willow said laughing her child laugh again while tucking the lose strand of hair behind her ear before it defiantly fell forward again.
“We all come to heaven at the age we felt the best in are lives. I died when I was 68 years old but in my head I had never progressed past 19 so that is what my Angel form represents but we are all here forever now, As angels.
"The body faught to survive, it evacuated toxins in any way it knew how. It made clots to stop the bleeding.Bones would find the quickest ways to heal themselves. It made scar tissue. In the face of violence towards it, it would become violent. It was amazing, yet excruciating. "
“So we live forever? Great, not exactly what I was hoping for what with me killing my self and all.” I sighed rolling eyes and putting my face into my hands.
“Also I really didn’t feel all that happy being 18 so why the hell hast my body changed one bit from what it used to be? I mean you would at least thing I could get some decant boobs.” I muttered looking down disappointedly at my still very flat chest.
Willow laughed again while topping up her bucket sized cup with more coffee which seemed to magically keep filling it self back up. How the hell was Willow not bouncing around the walls by now?
“ Suicide is a little different,” Willow said as she took three big mouth full’s of coffee “You haven’t finished your life. You are so young to be here so you never really got to an age where you could chose, your more just frozen.”
“Fantastic.” I said sarcastically pouting before looking down at the wood floor. It should have been obvious to me that there would have been repercussions because I took my own life and the idea of being frozen in time forever had me wondering if there was a way of killing my self all over again.
“Don’t pout so. It ruins your pretty face.” Willow said smiling which caused me pout harder, of course that in turn only made her laugh at me her shiny white perfect straight teeth showing.
“You will grow to be OK with it here Harper, Heaven is different from life and there is much that you will learn along the way from me and others but there is only one important thing that I have to tell you and that is about your punishment.”
“Punishment?” I questioned quickly looking up at Willow who was still smiling as she pored another cup of coffee from the never ending pot that sat on her desk.
“What have I done? I have been here less then an hour!” I shouted “Besides since when do people get punished in heaven?
“It isn’t want you have done here in Heaven Harper it is how you came to join us that needs the punishment.” Willow sighed rolling her eyes at me like I some how should of known.
“So I get punished for killing my self?” I questioned having to fight the urge to reach other and smash Willows mug of coffee off of the table as she still seemed more interested in it then that face that she was currently condemning me.
“Yes you do.” Willow sighed pulling her face out of her normal smile to something more mournful the result of course just made her look like she was constipated.
“So I go to angel prison or something?” I asked sarcastically trying not to laugh at willows face.
“Oh no, you get the same punishment as all the others that cut their life light short on purpose. It is very simple really.” Willow almost sang as she gave up on frowning and went back to her normal smile before she dived under her desk and pulled out an A4 size photo frame that had moving pictures of my family in it. I gave her a puzzled look as I watched Danny my eldest brother pace up and down a pastel green room in the photo frame.
“All you have to do Harper Is watch those you left behind.”
"The body faught to survive, it evacuated toxins in any way it knew how. It made clots to stop the bleeding.Bones would find the quickest ways to heal themselves. It made scar tissue. In the face of violence towards it, it would become violent. It was amazing, yet excruciating. "
Sorry it has been so long but here is another bit of the story for any one who was intrested.
Five
“I have to watch my family?” I asked sullenly and I new if I was still abele to do such things in my new angel form the colour would be draining from my face. Angel prison sounded like a better idea. In fact a prisoner of war camp accompanied by physical torture would be preferable. I didn’t want to watch my family’s grief over my disappearance, to them there would be no reason, just the fact that one day I was there as Harper in the middle and the next I was gone cutting the children of Mark and Linda Burns from seven down to six.
I didn’t want to watch as Danny’s giant sized 12 feet ate away at the floor as he paced waiting for the news, as he prayed silently to a god he tried so hard to believe in that I would just pull through that I would open my eyes again . He promised his god that he would look after me forever even if I was brain damaged, he promised things he couldn’t keep if only I would open my eyes again, but only I new than what the doctor would say when he walked through that door, that there would be no bargaining with god, that I had slipped away.
“I will do anything else.” I pleaded with Willow as I felt two tears splash out of my eyes and run down my cheeks. So angels could cry it seemed strange. “There must be some really disgusting jobs. Maybe I could clean toilets or something? Really dirty toilets.”
“ I know this is hard Harper but they have to go on living with the way you chose to leave them. You should see what you have done, you will also see there where many many reasons to live. Once your heart truly realises what you have done and once your eyes truly see that they should of stayed your punishment will be over” Willow said gently yet firmly as she started rummaging threw another draw pulling out various strange bit’s a pieces
“OK I am sorry I should of stayed there.” I shouted
“You don’t mean that yet Harper your heart doesn’t feel it you can’t lie to an angel.”
I wished I could say that Willow was wrong but I still believed my suicide was the right thing. I had done this for my family as well as my self. I had been the moppey one lately the smell of sour milk in the house that they just couldn’t find to clear up. The person that could go to Disney land and find the “magic” that happened there to be nothing more then an illusion portrayed by many short men in big outfits and a crazy old man who thought up a talking mouse to be his best friend.
My family loved me I was sure of that and I loved them more then I could ever describe so I made the sacrifice. with out me they could go back to how it used to be. To when Harper didn’t drag everything down into her sudden depression. With out me they could live like they deserved but I did not want to watch them because ultimately I had to live with out them to now. I had to be forever with out them and that was going to hurt like hell.
"The body faught to survive, it evacuated toxins in any way it knew how. It made clots to stop the bleeding.Bones would find the quickest ways to heal themselves. It made scar tissue. In the face of violence towards it, it would become violent. It was amazing, yet excruciating. "
“You will be supported here Harper, we wont just throw you to the lions and even if we did they wouldn’t hurt you I believe one of the people who live in tour street has a pet lion she calls Shelly.” Willow said smiling tilting her head to one side so she could take a better look at my face that was still watching Danny’s big feet take the length of the relatives room in four strides.
“A pet lion!” I shouted suddenly snapping my head up the information suddenly getting to my brain. “She has a bet lion?” I shouted again wondering how many people actually fainted when they where given that information.
“Yep and she talks.” Willow added “ A real chatter box Shelly is likes her chin being scratched a lot. She helps Storm out a lot when she has had a hard time observing. We recommend every one gets a pet here they can be a real good source of comfort.”
“Storm has a talking pet lion!” I laughed almost hysterically my eyes filling up with tears again Heaven seemed like hard work and all I wanted was a rest from everything.
“Next thing you will be telling me is I can have a T Rex named Jim.” I said sarcastic swinging my hair back over my shoulders again still secretly hoping for the display of stars.
“If you wanted a T Rex we could arrange for one to be waiting at your house but you don’t look all that much like a dinosaur girl.” Willow remarked naturally before I felt my world go grey then black.
"The body faught to survive, it evacuated toxins in any way it knew how. It made clots to stop the bleeding.Bones would find the quickest ways to heal themselves. It made scar tissue. In the face of violence towards it, it would become violent. It was amazing, yet excruciating. "
