GHOST OF PAST 2: EVANNA'S DEATH WISH

Ghost of past 2: part One

I was stuck in a bright white room. Tile floors, white walls, and a white bench. I was wearing my favorite outfit from my first life, clutching the rose from my second. I screamed in anger for what seemed hours, but the rest of the day I spent in silence. Big, steel doors were in front of me. They were painted white and had a white sign above them: WAITING LIST-100,000,000,000
YOUR NUMBER- 999,999,999,999
STATUS- EVANNA ROSELEAH EVLYN CHILE, 15 YEARS 6 MONTHS; NEXT
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"This is stupid! Why am I not normal?" I whispered. But the thought dawned upon my brain, which life will I chose? The life where no one likes me, not even my mother? Or the life with my sweet, caring, admirer who I love, but the rest of the world tries to kill me? I said this in my mind millions of times, but I didn't know. Why did my lives have to be so harsh? This is not how most children are to live. Is everybody like this, they just don't know it? I mean, how would it be physically possible for any member of the human race to know if we thought you died but was transported to a new place? What if only time angels had to chose where to spend their final lives? What if that was how it worked... What if you only went to Heaven after dying your second or third life? I what if'ed and what if'ed for hours and hours. I cried on edge for what seemed eons. But no matter how I emotionally reacted to these circumstances, the time seemed to be wasted and never pass. But finally, the number changed and the doors swung open to reveal a room of blinding light.