"I can't belive it" she said, "what is that supposed to mean? What do you want from me? I can't do what you request! I don't even understand what's going on..." Her face showed fear and anxiety. Her body has shaking slighlty and her eyes seemed to be elsewhere. Yet, she stood there, on that day, on that moment. She stood there and listen to what I had to say. She did not run away as I expected, most people try to run once you tell them they've died. But she didn't I'm not sure why... Maybe she couldn't belive it, maybe what was left of her being knew what was going on and waited withought moving.
"It's the trued" I told her, "you died, yesterday, after that man tried to assault you. You hit him with your purse, ran, screamed for help, but the help never came. You didn't know were you where and got lost in a matter of seconds. You were so terrified that you didn't realized the moment you were in front of that wall. You stood there for a couple of seconds and then you turned very slowly... You stopped screaming, turned, saw that man with a knife of his right hand, pointing at you, and then you felt on your knees closed your eyes and waited."
"Then tell me, why am I still here, why am I not in heaven or even hell!?" she said furious. "You want to go to hell?" I asked with a slight smile on my face. "Are you saying that you're such a bad person that you deserve to the place you humans call hell... Now that's interesting" I laughed after saying that "Don't laugh at me... Please don't... I can't stand this... I can't even belive this is true!" she put her face between hlegs. Her eyes were red and if you paied really good attention you could see a couple of tears falling from her eyes. "Then how can you explain that something like me is infront of you? How could you possibly explain that no one is able to see or hear you?" she remained silent. "Well, let me tell you something... I can't tell you why you didn't go to what you call 'heaven or hell' I can tell you however, what you will do from now on. People... Souls, that stay in this world after their death have unfinished buisness in this world. And you my friend have a lot of things to do in this place. I'm here to help you with those things so that your soul might find peace..." Then she looked at me. Her eyes started to shine... That was the first time I ever saw those kind of eyes, eyes full of hope, full of life. The eyes of the living. I wanted to tell her... I wanted to let her know what was to come... But I can't... I'm not allowed... The only thing I could do was smile, tell her that she would be alright.
