Rethought

Chapter 1

Life? I never understood it. But I witnessed something out of this world, that opened up my eyes. Let me start this thing from the beginning though. My life was kinda... okay I guess.. it was decent but I never wondered what happens after this life, and after the life after that. My name is Mandy Love and I'm officially dead.

My parents were making dinner, I was resting my eyes, since I stayed up all night brain storming for a small skit I was making for school. I can hear my mom demanding for me to set the table but I just didn't respond, hoping for her to realize that I'm asleep and to ask my brother. But my mom didn't give up she continued yelling for me to get up so at one point I gave up and I slowly started to set the table.

My brother came storming in, you can always tell when he's mad, sad, happy, excited, etc. I guess today he was mad, he was stressed yesterday about his exam so I'm sure this was about that.

"Hey sweetie, how was your day at school today?" My mom being supportive as usual.

"What do you think mom! Can't you tell I'm mad since you've known me for the past sixteen years!" My brother isn't normally like this, most of the time he's a real sweetheart.

Well now you have a small glimpse of my family. I do have more siblings but they aren't exactly alive. You see my mom gave birth to four children.. at the same time, so we were supposed to be quadruplets but I guess something went wrong and she only managed to keep me and my twin brother Micheal alive while the other two didn't make it to see earth. I never really bring them up ever, even though I think about them everyday and how different my life could've been with them in it.

      After I ate dinner I went straight to my room because like I said earlier I didn't get
much sleep last night. I stared at the wall until I fell asleep which I managed to do this time because normally that method doesn't work very well. And I had the strangest dream I was on a highway crossing the street with this kid about my age maybe older, and for some reason he kept on holding me back from crossing we were in the middle of the highway and I saw a car coming, and I tried to run but he just didn't let me, he held on with all of his power. And then just like that I was gone. I was dead, instantly, with no path to what happened other then I got hit by a car. I woke up only to find out it wasn't a dream.

      No idea where I was all I knew was I wasn't here last night. Then I looked down I wasn't wearing the same clothes I was wearing last night and I looked worn out. As if I was wearing that outfit for three weeks or even more. I felt like I just had a seizure and there was this annoying beeping sound that I really wanted to stop. And I saw this familiar face I can't remember where I've seen it before. I start to open my eyes again, the room was super bright so it took a while to adjust my eyes to it. I hear a voice calling my name.

"Mandy! Come on Mandy! Wake up!"

I tried to act like I knew them and responded.

"What! What! I'm awake!"

They started to examine me as if I had a bullet in me or something. Their eyes started to bulge right out of their head to where I actually started to think there was a bullet in me so I looked down to my stomach to make sure. Sure enough there wasn't. I start to stare at their face examining what they look like and then another person entered the room I was in, I examined what that person looked like as well and then I realized they were twins.

      They stared at me again but now they looked very emotional as if we were long lost siblings. I then realized we were, except these two looked just like me. We're these two the two that didn't make it when my mother was giving birth? We're These two the ones that never made it alive?

"Where am I?" I asked.

"You are dead Mandy but don't worry you will have another chance on earth to rethink your choices to have a better afterlife." The boy said.

I have too many questions to ask at once like, does this mean there actually is an afterlife? How do I faintly remember how I died? And are my parents worried?

But the real question is what choices will I have to rethink?