Random Oneshots I write when I'm bored

How Long?

How will I tell her, how do I tell her I'll never see her again. Rose only has me, I've all she's ever had. Why should there be a stupid time limit on making someone's life better? Almighty why after 10 years do we need to be ripped from the one person we love?

After you die most people believe that you go to heaven, hell, or you are reincarnated, they are right in their own ways. I died in the latter end of the 1700s. I was 17-years-old, my father shot me in the back for wanting to leave our village and explore the world . I remember seeing a bright white light, it created a warm and comforting feeling. After the light dimmed, I found myself in Heaven but not the Heaven I had imagined in church. This place looked like what modern day people describe as an "office". There were many desks with these things called computers on them, an angel would sit behind the desk as a recently deceased makes a choice. There are some options to choose from when you die. You can be reborn into a new life and forget everything about the life you just led, go to heaven, go to hell, (Yes, people do send themselves to hell if they believe they deserve it), or you can be assigned a job.

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     I sat down in the strange chair, it had somehow been dyed blue, and it wasn't made of wood! I had already been told I was dead, and that I now had to make a choice. I have no intention of going into a new life, the one I just finished was complete madness, my own father killed me! Heaven sounded quite boring from what I heard in Church and Hell is not where anyone wants to go, so I suppose I am only left with one option.

   " I know you must be in shock from everything but, I need you to pay attention, the choice you decide on will affect you for the rest of eternity," the Angel in front of me sighs.

    "Right yes, I have decided to have a job, what comes next?" I ask

    "Well Mr. Gabriel-," they start

"Gabe, I go by Gabe," I correct

"Gabe, you are being placed into the IFP, otherwise known as the Imaginary Friend Program. They will find a less fortunate child and it will be your duty to make sure they lead a good life," The Angel states uninterested. He stares and me for a few seconds before continuing.

"Now Gabe there is something you will find quite interesting. There is no such thing as time. It is something you humans created to get a grip on your sad lives. You can be sent into the future or the past. Your training begins today, please prepare yourself to learn all that you can before being sent to the child"

They whisked me into another room before I could respond. I was to be placed with a girl named Rose Daniels. Her father is abusive, and her projected future doesn't look great. They teach me all about the year 2005 and sent me on my way.

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To this day I'm not quite sure why I was entrusted with the care of a child. I had never even been around children before but one does not question the Almighty. The first time I met Rose she was about 5 years old. She was crying alone in her room , hearing the sounds of her mother and father fighting from below. Her blonde hair was in pigtails, she has the biggest brown eyes that were so pure but held so much fear. I remember not knowing what to do, I'd never had to comfort someone so little before. The only thing I could think to do was pull her into my arms and rock her back and forth.

"Who are you mister" the little girl on the floor cried.

I rush over to her and pull her into a hug.

"My name is Gabe and I am your new best friend" I smile hoping she won't freak out.

In a flash, she goes from crying to excited,