I Am DEAD! (Part 3 - The Awakening) (1082 hits)
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Submitted by Professional Peon <prof_peon.at.yahoo.com> (View user info) at 2006-02-01 07:59:05 EST
Part 1 http://www.ubersite.com/m/72219
Part 2 http://www.ubersite.com/m/76169
I woke up startled in a cold sweat. My heart felt as if it was about to burst from my chest. My hand was clutching my sheets so tight I drew blood. I used the back of my palm to wipe the sweat from my brow. It took me a moment to realize I was back at home in my room or so I assumed and in my safely tucked into my bed. I thought hard as I tried to pull the memory of where I lived from my mind. Everything seemed so blurry. "That was one hell of a nightmare."
I breathed a heavy sigh as relief washed over me. I turned to hop out of bed and curse the television remote I am laying on as if it is to blame. When I pulled the remote from beneath me the horror and fear came back in waves when I retrieved the small black stone from under me.
My screams became a wail of anger and despair and fear as I tossed the stone across the room in the hopes it would shatter against the wall. It stopped midair above my bed, hanging, as if by a thread from the ceiling. I closed my eyes and buried my face in my bloody sheet like a child cowering from a monster.
"I can't take this anymore!" My body shook uncontrollably.
Robert rushed into the room and knelt at my bedside. "Shhh, it's okay."
"I...." Part of me wanted to lash out at Robert. The confusion was becoming too much to bare. I couldn't help those feelings from fading as I looked into Robert's captivating eyes. All his emotions could be seen plain as day. His genuine worry for me and his sympathy for my situation were all clear as day for all to see. As I stared into his beautiful baby blue eyes I couldn't help but wonder if I would have been so easily swayed into tranquility in my life on earth.
"I don't understand.... Why am I being tortured like this? I thought it was all a horrendous nightmare."
"Heather if you would calm down I will gladly explain." He smiled gently as he took my hand and led me to the bathroom. "First of all, I would like you to relax with a nice warm shower." I nodded in agreement thinking how nice it would be if the water could wash away the tension I was feeling.
When I came back into the bedroom he had breakfast waiting. "I though we could talk over a good meal." I forced a smile but none the less accepted his invitation and seated myself across the table from him. "What was all that back there?"
"Sorry about the judge, that whole setup was his idea. Peter thought of it before my time, as far as I know it's always been that way."
"Peter? Wasn't he the one who went... you know?" I asked as I pointed down.
"Yes...well....yes, his name was Peter as well. But the judge is Peter as in keeper of the gates of heaven."
"Oh" I was however temporarily distracted by the most delicious pancakes I'd ever eaten. I continued to listen to Robert's explanation.
"Well rumor has it that he got tired of doing the same spiel after about one thousand years or so. I mean imagine how tedious it must have been for him. That's a downright boring job if you ask me. Anyway after Jesus came back he brought a stone with him. It was much like the one that we all have, except he was the first person to have one. Nobody is sure why, that's just how it has been explained to us." Anyway, the judge started to notice that certain stone colors stood for different things. Think of it as a marker of your life. Emerald's signified those consumed by accumulating riches. However, they could be selfless or greedy. Red Rubies stood for passion as well as adultery and so on. The thing is that it is not just about the color of the stone, it is the weight that determines where you go. See one can be obsessed with acquiring wealth. Some attain and keep that wealth; others would give it away and use it to benefit mankind in some positive way.
"Like for charity?"
"Exactly" he replied as he chewed and swallowed a sausage link. "You see all people learn as they grow the difference between right and wrong. The more you ignore what you know if right, then the heavier the burden on your soul becomes. The ones that go to hell are too far gone to help. The theatrics are just a precautionary measure. Maybe some other time I will go into more detail. Right now we have to get going, there is someone who wants to see you. I will wait in the other room while you get dressed."
"Me? Who wants to meet me?"
Robert popped his head back into my bedroom and smiled brightly. "Of course someone wants to meet you. Try to be quick I have a present for you."
I dressed myself as quickly as possible, the whole time keeping one eye on my stone that was still hovering eerily of my bed. I was tying my shoelaces as Robert popped his head back into my bedroom. His hand was partially covering his eyes in a playful manner. "Can I look?" he asked as he peeked through his fingers.
"Aren't you already?" I replied with a smile.
"Here...this is for you." He opened a box to reveal a necklace inside. He helped me place it around my neck and I noticed it appeared to be broken. "Did the charm fall off?"
"No, that's for your stone we can attach it later." No sooner did the words escape his lips then my stone shot across the room and attached itself to the necklace. When Robert's eyes met mine I could see a look of shock on his face. "Well... I can't say that I've ever seen that happen before."
He took my hand and led me out of my 'home' and down to the street. Although the dwelling seemed familiar the outside was a completely different story. It looked like we stepped out into a quaint town in the middle of nowhere.
"Mind if we walk through the park?"
"Lead the way, it's not like I have anywhere else to be." We both chuckled timidly.
"First things first, I just want to apologize for the whole trial thing. I really wanted to tell you, but it's kind of against the rules."
I waived my hand at him. I was temporarily distracted by the baby birds that were playing in a little birdbath. "I understand. Rules are rules, its okay I don't blame you." I closed my eyes to draw in a deep breath. Life was all around. Everything seemed so serene.
Rob could tell I was taking a moment to bask in the surroundings. "I just wanted to set the record straight because I want you to be able to trust me. You'll need me when you make a decision."
"A decision....about what?"
"Well, about what you are going to do here. Everyone has a job, and a purpose here."
"A job?" I asked as I kneeled down now distracted by a blue butterfly that left an equally colorful flower as he took off to catch up with the others.
"Yes, you can be a muse or a guardian angel or a counselor like me to name a few."
"What do you call a group of butterflies?" I picked a flower at let my mind reel in its fantastic scent.
"I'm sorry?" he asked as he pulled me back to my feet.
"Never mind" I thought for a moment. "Can I be a ghost?"
"No...no that's not really something we strive for here. That's primarily the south's job."
"What do you mean by the south?"
"That's how we refer to Hell. We find it has a much better ring to it."
"What about reincarnati........"
Robert quickly placed his hand over my mouth to silence me. "Heather, be mindful of how you speak on that subject as there are VERY different views on it."
"Why?" I whispered.
"Well" Robert looked around for listening ears. Once he saw the coast was clear he motioned me to have a seat on a nearby bench. "Are you aware of the whole Father, Son and Holy Ghost train of thought?"
I shook my head "Vaguely, I may have heard something somewhere."
"Well, they are actually three separate people. There have been arguments between God and Jesus over how God handles people on Earth. Some say God is nearing his end. They say he has known for some time. That was his reason for creating Jesus. He created him to be his successor and take his place. So someone would be able to watch over and care for the beings God once held so dear."
"Oh, that's not at all like I thought it would be."
"It has also been said that God weakened himself greatly when he created Jesus, and that he may have given too much of himself.... of his compassion. Over time God has seemed to care less and less about what happens to the people on Earth. The situation is much like a child that looses interest in an ant farm after he has shaken it."
"What does that have to do....."
Robert waved his hand in a motion to ask for patience. "Disease, famine and disasters are plaguing man at a steadily increasing rate. Jesus has tried repeatedly to go behind God's back to help those still alive, through..."
"Reincarnation" I whispered.
"Yes, he tried to send back the greatest scientific minds of all time with the knowledge needed to help. They said he once sent Albert Einstein back to Earth with a cure for cancer."
Rob lowered his head sadly as tears welled in his eyes.
"What..... happened?" I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
Rob forced back tears as he reached out and put his hand in mine. "Have you ever wondered why there are so many autistic and mentally challenged people in your time?"
"You mean?"
Rob nodded his head. "As punishment for disobeying he let's them live out their lives trapped in their bodies on earth with no way to access the knowledge that lies within their minds."
I gently rubbed his shoulder and he took a moment to collect himself. "That's horrible."
"AIDS, cancer, Ebola, SARS have been the most recent correction attempts. Unfortunately God started to get wise after Jesus helped with the Polio vaccine. That is pretty much the long and short of it. You will speak your mind to no one about your opinion on the subject either way. That is, if you know what is good for you."
"I think I understand, but I do have one question though..." I surveyed my surrounding nervously. The thought of how outlandish this all was suddenly popped into my head. It struck me as odd that anyone would have fears or worries in heaven. "If God and Jesus are two separate entities, or two different people, then who is the Holy Ghost?"
I noticed a man in a deep blue hooded robe and a crooked walking stick heading our way. He was dressed strangely for the temperature, was at least two feet taller then Rob or myself, no one else in the park seemed to notice he was even there. I stood as he approached us. "Is that the Grim Reaper?" Robert turned to see what had caught my attention. He squeezed my hand hard. "We must go.... NOW!" he pulled on my arm as we ran through the park. We ran until my legs felt they might buckle. "Please ROB NO!" I couldn't stand this. "Who is that? Why are we running?"
"You ask who the Holy Ghost was."
I nodded.
"You're guess is as good as mine. No one knows really, at least there is no one who is willing to share that information freely. His job" he panted as he pointed in the direction from which we came. "Is to make sure that people like us don't ask too many questions, or get any answers, he is a Watcher and is a mindless soul commanded by God. Now please, PLEASE come with me."
I stood frozen in my place.
Rob looked around the large rock that hid us from view to see how close the Watcher was getting. "Here, hide here" he led me into a thick brush. "I will lead him away and come back for you as soon as I can okay?"
"Uh...okay."
Robert took off yelling to catch the Watcher's attention. I tried not to let my shaking hands disturb the leaves of the bush. I took a deep breath in an effort to calm myself. The Watcher strode by; it appeared he did not notice me. He disappeared from view along with Robert. I was now alone, a little scared, and more confused then ever.
User Reviews
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-04-07 13:29:48 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Doh. Rating, sorry...
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-04-07 13:29:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
YOU BETTER
*random threatening pose and complicated hand gesture*
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-04-07 13:15:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
It's on my home computer!! I will put it up when I get home I promise and stuff!!!
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-04-07 13:02:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
WHERE IS YOUR WENCH PICTURE?!?!????!?!?!!?!
Submitted by electrictoothsyndrome (user info) at 2006-04-07 11:02:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Your children are going to die anyway. Might as well be now.
Submitted by Xcuses (user info) at 2006-04-06 19:54:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I didn't read this, but I'm sure it was super (I really don't even know that)
Submitted by Grimm (user info) at 2006-03-29 09:50:41 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
And another for your suggestion :-)
Submitted by Grimm (user info) at 2006-03-29 09:50:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 for a great story
Submitted by rougeogre (user info) at 2006-02-02 10:19:43 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I love to write myself. Love the genre!
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2006-02-01 18:12:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2006-02-01 18:03:46 (#)
Ranking: 1
Oh, you've already talked about spelling mistakes and what not on these reviews. No sense beating a dead horse.
How's tricks, Peon? And by 'how's tricks' I mean, 'What can I get for 20 dollars and a foot rub?'
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2006-02-01 18:03:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Oh, you've already talked about spelling mistakes and what not on these reviews. No sense beating a dead horse.
How's tricks, Peon? And by 'how's tricks' I mean, 'What can I get for 20 dollars and a foot rub?'
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 17:59:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2006-02-01 17:46:26 (#)
Ranking: 1
"He smiled gently as he took my hand and led me to the bathroom. "First of all, I would like you to relax with a nice warm shower."
Baw-chicka-baw-waw
Interesting take on the mentally challenged. And the Holy Ghost.
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What??? Who are you?? What have you done with thecaes??
You +1'd me and yet did not mention any grammatical errors!!!
I'm scared
*runs away*
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2006-02-01 17:46:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
"He smiled gently as he took my hand and led me to the bathroom. "First of all, I would like you to relax with a nice warm shower."
Baw-chicka-baw-waw
Interesting take on the mentally challenged. And the Holy Ghost.
Submitted by MyTeeOne (user info) at 2006-02-01 17:17:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Um, is your counter made of marble? This pampered ass only sleeps on satin or marble.....
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marble, and yes...you can fit a human boday on them.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 17:12:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Jonny you are horrible!
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-02-01 17:01:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Rob forced back tears as he reached out and put his hand in mine. "Have you ever wondered why there are so many autistic and mentally challenged people in your time?"
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oh noes, ELECTRO = JEEBUS
Submitted by interchange (user info) at 2006-02-01 15:53:57 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
So everyone has a stone with a different burden and a weight depending on how well they handled that burden. I like that concept. It makes everyone unique with different goals, and it doesn't hold everyone to the same standards of accountability.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 15:31:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I'll be staying at my place though...I figure all my stuff is there anyway.
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *snort* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Um, is your counter made of marble? This pampered ass only sleeps on satin or marble.....
<cricket chirps>
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *snort* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Sorry that would seem much funnier if you ever met me
Submitted by MyTeeOne (user info) at 2006-02-01 15:26:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Um...yeah, sure. It will be swell. I mean, some people may have to sleep in the tub, and i guess I can fit 12 in my bed. The counter looks comfy. Yeah, it'll be fine.
In all seriousness, if people want to bring sleeping bags, they are welcome to crash. If not, there are hotels. I'll be staying at my place though...I figure all my stuff is there anyway.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 15:23:26 EST (#)
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Maybe... I'm still trying to scrape together for Vegas. I've never been to Chicago either, so although it might be fun... do you have room in your crib for all the people you're inviting?
Submitted by MyTeeOne (user info) at 2006-02-01 15:00:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Love the series though. Pretty original for a religious theme. Good writing too. I demand your pressence at Ubercon Chicago this summer.
Submitted by MyTeeOne (user info) at 2006-02-01 14:57:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Damn - I forgot about this series. If you post again soon I'll make it worth your while.
(By which I mean another +2. I'm not just a piece of meat here for your amusement).
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 13:19:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Tiger girl you gotta keep your fingers crossed for me that I get a sweet ass tax return so I can go on this trip!
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:58:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Vegas!!
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:48:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Phuz are you really going to Vegas?
*crosses fingers*
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:47:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
=)
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:41:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:39:13 (#)
Ranking: 2
Not where you should be honeybunch.
Come on home. Daddy misses ya.
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*blushes*
*faints*
*dies*
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:39:13 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Not where you should be honeybunch.
Come on home. Daddy misses ya.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:30:08 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Hahahaha
Sorry I missed that. NOW YOU SEE WHY I CAN'T PROOFREAD. I don't know if there is something wrong with my eyes, or if it's from one of the dozen or so head injuries that I've had.
GOD DAMMIT AT LEAST I REMEMBER WHO I AM!!!
Where am I?
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:26:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m (user info) at 2006-02-01 08:52:24 (#)
Ranking: 2
Nicely done and about time. Forgot about this series!
Nicely done.
Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:19:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Read how I rearranged the words, dollcake.
Then come visit.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:14:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Uh... I meant 'turn' as in angry, not 'turn' as in ghey...
j/k
Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:11:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:10:24 (#)
Ranking: 0
You boys would turn me on in a heartbeat.
I know I do, cupcake.
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:11:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
yea this is quite good.
you should post more often.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:10:24 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
You KNOW that would really depend on who's boobs they are.
What if I throw in some hairy man boob every once in a while. You boys would turn on me in a heartbeat.
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:10:03 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-02-01 09:44:34 (#)
Ranking: 2
I dig it, lank!
(That means i think it's very good)
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I concur.
Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:07:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You can't honestly think that bunches of boob shots will get you low ratings around here, come on....
Oh and bend over and grab your ankles.....Yeah.....
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 11:05:30 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Did you try it???
No...you didn't! Because you are chicken!
I know you are there, but I think at this point I'm gonna just wrap up this story and do nothing but titty shots of drunk chicks at the bar. It'll be low on ratings, and high on hits and -2 die's.. you know, the way that Bart intended.
;-)
Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-02-01 10:59:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm here. You know how to reach me.
At least you should have my email....
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2006-02-01 10:49:08 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-02-01 10:37:44 (#)
Ranking: 1
Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don't walk behind me; I may
not lead. Just bend over and grab your ankles, Mom.
Homegirl needs someone to catch glaring spellign errors. Get it?
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Where have you been? We determined about 25 posts ago that my both my word processing programs spell check system is shit....and I am a dyslexic blond.
Actually that's not true, only MSWord is shit. I also have Word Perfect, but all that ever does is shut down my system.
But just to check I cut and pasted this into my Word at work. The only spelling errors it pointed out was that I should capitalize the 'I' in the word 'it' when it wasn't at the beginning of the sentence.
Go ahead... try it... I DARE YOU!!
Submitted by OneCheapGeek (user info) at 2006-02-01 10:37:44 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don't walk behind me; I may
not lead. Just bend over and grab your ankles, Mom.
Homegirl needs someone to catch glaring spellign errors. Get it?
Submitted by Wisher (user info) at 2006-02-01 09:47:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
"What do you mean by the south?"
"That's how we refer to Hell. We find it has a much better ring to it."
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Being from the deep south {especially after Katrina took our house for a spin like in Wizard of Oz} I found that way funny.
Submitted by phuzzygish (user info) at 2006-02-01 09:44:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I dig it, lank!
(That means i think it's very good)
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2006-02-01 09:14:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Good stuff here people!
Submitted by simple_catalyst (user info) at 2006-02-01 09:05:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
interesting.
Submitted by w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m (user info) at 2006-02-01 08:52:24 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Nicely done and about time. Forgot about this series!