Two days passed and I found out my guardian angel yelled at me to press the button. What button? The return button. That means, the old me is dead. Eowyn is gone forever from getting hit by a bus. How did I not see that coming? Why was I so stupid? My guardian angel, Luis, better make this worth it. Or he will pay. I don’t care if he is an angel. If this doesn’t work out, he’s so in trouble. I get discharged today to the home of Samantha, the chestnut haired lady. Well, my home. Turns out, she is my mother. Melanie’s mother… or rather my new mother? This is all too confusing.

Two hours later, I was making my way out the hospital. Samantha had left to have a few more words with the doctor. Right at that moment I saw Luis. I walked straight to him. Shook his shoulder as hard as I could that he yelped. “What have you done to me?” I said demanding a sensible answer. “I brought you back to life! Isn’t that what every dead person wants? Live forever. Be someone else?” he said as he trembled. What a weakling. God, you sent me a duck? Why couldn’t you have sent me a snail? That is even more entertaining than this thing.

“Hey, I heard that.” He said looking offended. “What, so you can read minds too? God forbid!” I spoke clearly frustrated. “Well, not reall. Sort of. You were just thinking out loud.” He said, chuckling. How dare he laugh. I opened my mouth, ready to exit a fit of rage, “You think this is funny? Do you-“ I got cut off by my mum. She returned from the doctors and began to question, “Is there a problem here?” Both me and Luis looked at each other. Neither of us knew how to answer that question. I was afraid of what I should say. I clearly could not think of an excuse.

“No, ma’am, there is no problem at all. I am Melanie’s friend. Luis. Nice to meet you.” He said as he extended his hand to shake hers. Surprised, she shook his hand. She looked at me with widened eyes and said, “Wow Mel, I didn’t know you could make decent friends. How did you guys meet?” Oh, that’s simple. I was dead and gone to heaven and this random guy just suggests me to push the return button. And ka-boom: I am now your daughter!

Luis grinned and answered, “We met a week before the tragedy, we... um…-“ I cut him off, saying, “We had a science project to do together.” Samantha’s face had magically appeared to have an extremely shocked face. “Melanie, what is going on? I never knew you paid attention in school!” She exclaimed. God, of all people you made me a bimbo. “Nice talking to you Luis. But me and Samantha have to go home now. You can come over later, if you’d like. Is that okay, mum?” I spoke impatiently. The more I stood here, the more awkward and dumb I felt. I know nothing about this Melanie person. I just hope and pray this is temporary. 

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Note to readers: This story is inspired by my favorite television show, Drop Dead Diva. So that explains why it's slightly alike. (: