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belief. That there is a God and that Heaven and Hell exist. Thats what I believe. You come in here and expect me to believe something different after twenty-five years of believe something?” He said. Now he was the one who was raising his voice.
“I’m a Christian too and there is a God but the concept of Heaven and Hell are different. Roger believes me! Why can’t you?” I yelled.
“Roger this, Roger that! Who is this guy anyway?” He asked. I was sick of being treated as if I’m a lier. I know that I’m telling the truth wether he thinks it or not.
“Thats it! Goodbye Matthew. One day you will realize that I was right and then you will be sorry.” I told him. My eyes were glistened with tears about to fall. I walked across the road to get away from him. With so much on my mind I didn’t think to look both ways. I looked to my left and the lights of the Semi covered the dimness of the evening. I heard Matthew and Rogers screams through the whole town. I was frozen in fear but I wasn’t scared. I knew death was nothing to be scared of. I tried to move my feet but it was as if my body shut down. I looked at Matthew and Roger as they ran towards me. It felt as time slowed down right before my eyes. A tear rolled down my cheek and hit the road like shattered glass. I closed my eyes because I couldn’t bear to see Mat disappear again. When I opened them I was in a hospital bed. Matthew was holding my hand asleep in the chair next to the bed. I felt my head and Mat woke up.
“Doctor!” Matthew screamed. He ran out of the room and dragged a doctor in the room by his arm. Matthew looked like he hasn’t slept in weeks. He was pacing back and forth while rubbing his head. The doctor flashed a light in my eyes.
“Whats your name?” He asked me. I didn’t want to make the same mistake but I didn’t care. I was wondering so man things like why didn’t I die and why Mat was here when he didn’t want to see me.
“My name is Claire Jacks.” I said.
“When is your birthday?” The doctor asked me.
“April 9, 1987.” I said.
“Ms. Jacks do you know what happened?” The doctor asked. I looked up surprised. He called me Ms. Jacks. That means I’m Claire, but how?
“No, I don’t.” I told him. Matthew was still pacing. The doctor was checking all my joints.
“You were in an accident. You collided with a truck. The reports show you were reaching for your phone. Does any of this sound familiar to you?” He asked me.
“Yes.” I said. Then he turned to Matthew,
“She looks good. No memory loss or function loss. She can go home in a few days.” The doctor told Mat and he jumped up and shook his hand. I was so confused. Was it all a dream?
“You don’t know how great this is. Thank you. Thank you.” Matthew said then he looked at me. I couldn’t help but smile. Seeing him happy to see me made my heart feel like its going to pop out of my chest.
“Hello my darling.” He said and sat on my bed. I could see he was so happy but he was holding it back.
“You don’t know how good it is for me to hear you say that.” I told him.
“Claire, since you have been in the coma I have really been thinking. I’ve been thinking mostly about me and you and where we are going to go from here.” I was scared to hear what he had to say next. I didn’t know if it was a sad goodbye or an opening to a new life together. “I realized that my life has no meaning without you in it. Claire, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to grow old and still love you more and more as time goes on. I want a child and a life with you. You are the filling to the whole in my heart. I’m not complete without you.” He said and then got on one knee. There was nurses and doctors standing at the door watching. “Claire Bear, will you marry me?” He asked. I stood up and jumped into his arms.
“Yes! Yes! A million times yes!” I said. I heard all the nurses and doctors in the background say aw. I looked at them and they clapped. Then a woman walked into the room. She had a vase full of flowers. When she looked up I knew exactly who she was. She winked at me and left the flowers. When she left the room I read the note.
Claire,

I told you I would help you. I’m sorry I didn’t do it sooner. You deserve the life you have. Congratulations on your fiance. Whenever I have doubts on my faith, I will think of you. You have change my life. You are an amazing woman and I hope you live a LONG fulfilled life.
Your Angel, Rachel

Now I know it wasn’t dreaming. It was all real. I felt horrible because right now there is someone who is dead and being put in another body and its not right but there is nothing I can do about it.
“Who is it from?” Asked Mat.
“An old friend.” I told him and ripped up the note and threw it away. Then Matthew kissed me. I know I had only been in a coma for a few weeks in reality but it was almost a year where I was. A day later after I was observed I was able to go home. When I got there the first thing I did was go to our room. I laid on the bed and Mat laid next to me. He wrapped his arms around me. I starred at the ceiling thinking that it was so good to sleep with someone again. To feel someones body through out the night. I got up and went to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my reflection. Not another woman’s that I did not know. It was mine and I didn’t take it from anyone. I went back into our room. I sat on the bed.
“Whats wrong?” Matthew asked me. He was still laying down. I wish he would sleep because he has bags under his eyes.
“Nothing. Do you want children?” I asked him. I know I asked it really fast and suddenly but I couldn’t help but think about Sally.
“Yes, are you thinking of having a child?” He asked me.
I shook my head no, “I want to adopt.”
“What? Don’t you want a child of your own that you can raise?” He asked me and the answer was yes but I wanted to help a child thats already here first.
“Yes, but why have another child so soon when there are so many who need loving parents like us?” I knew he couldn’t think of a reason. He stood up and walked around to the side of the bed I was. He stood me up and wrapped his arms around me.
“I want what ever you want.” He said. The way he said it was so soothing. His deep voice sounded smooth and so sure.
Its been a week of remodeling the house. We had been so wrapped into this project. We took out a wall in between Mat’s offices. We made one bedroom. I did all the painting and buying. She has pink walls with butterflies on them. Her blanket on her bed is pink. I know she loves animals so I bought a bunch of stuffed animals and put them in a corner with a play veterinarian set. I wanted her to have what she loves. We haven't been to the Orphanage yet. I was so worried that she wouldn’t be comfortable in our home. I have no idea how many people had come and gone and not picked her. On the car ride to the Orphanage it was quiet so Mat broke the silence.
“Have you been to this place before?” He asked me.
“Yes.” I replied quickly.
“Do you have any idea what one you want?” He asked.
“Matthew, its not shopping. You cant return them and anyway you don’t chose them, they chose you.” I told him. I was pausing through some of what I said because I wanted to say the right words. I took him a while to understand what I was saying. When we arrived Roger walked out of the building to greet us. I almost ran up to him and gave him a hug but I restrained myself.
“Hello, I’m Roger.” He said while shaking both our hands.
“Mat.” Mat replied.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Claire.” I said. Roger gave me a weird look.
“Have I met you before? There is just something about you that looks familiar.” He told me.
“I don’t believe so.” I replied.
“Anyway, right this way.” He said while pointing to the door. When I got in the doors I went straight to the area where Sally always played but she wasn’t there.
“Excuse me?” I said to Roger. “Where is the little girl who always plays here? Her name is Sally.” I asked him. I would be heart broken if she had already been adopted.
“Hold on one moment, I will ask.” He said and went into another room. He came back rather quickly. “ I was worried if it was good or bad news. “She is taking a nap. She was particularly tired because the Zoo came by early this morning so the kids could have pony rides.” I my body flooded with joy.
“Can we see her?” I asked. Mat slid his hand on mine to calm me down. I knew he saw how worried I was.
“Of course.” Roger said with a smile. He leaded us to a room with about twenty beds and a child sleeping in each one. There was probably two or three rooms with this many kids in them. I was sad that I could only take one and introduce them to a family. Roger walked over to Sally and picked her up. She was asleep in his arms. He gave her to me. She was so tiny.
“Hello.” She said as she opened one little eye. I brushed her bangs out of her face.
“Hi Sally. My name is Claire.” I told her. Then pointed to Mat, “And this is Mat.”
“Sally, these nice people want to adopt you. Do you know what that means?” Roger asked her.
“Yes, that means I get to have a home. Right?” She asked him.
“Yes, do you want to go home with these people?” He asked her and she nodded her head before he even finished the sentence. “I will go get the paper work.” Roger walked down the hallway and went back into the room he went in the first time.
“She’s beautiful.” Mat said to me. I nodded my head. I rocked her back and forth till she fell asleep. She stayed asleep till we reached our house. I carried her to her door. I left the door closed so she could open it.
“Open the door. Everything inside is yours.” Mat told her as we waited behind her. I couldn’t help but smile at the pitter patter of her feet against the floor.
“This is all mine?” She asked with excitement.
“Everything.” I said.
“How did you know my favorite color is pink?” She asked while smelling her blankets. “And that I like
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