1/20/2013 Not sure where this came from

(Completely and totally un-edited and unfinished, but a little piece of an original fiction I'm working on)

I just started writing and this is what came of it. Any thoughts/comments appreciated, I wasn't really sure where this was going lol.

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It was warm here. Unfamiliar. Oh. I remembered now that the past life I had lived was over. I hesitantly opened my eyes not sure what to expect. There is nothing but white, an unnatural almost blinding color. I was in the transition world and hadn't been given a new life yet. 'I've been here before, many times,' I realize quickly. Ninety-two times to be exact, now ninety-three. I wandered for a bit, looking for what was vaguely familiar from when I was here before. The memories from previous lives came to the surface. I had been many things, the most recent a dog. I wasn't sure just what I was really. Up ahead I found what I was looking for, a window. Every time I had died, I could see what had transpired in my previous life through that window after my death. 'She's sad,' I think to myself as I study her. 'It wasn't your fault, it was my time to go,' I try to convey to her. I'm not really sure if I can influence or bring comfort to those who had lost me or not, but it was important to try. I'm not sure why though. I watched. I'm not sure for how long. Time doesn't exist here. 

There are others here but we don't interact often. I can't see them because no one has a physical body, but I can feel their presence. There is only one other that matters though, but that someone isn't here. I'm assuming they're still in a life. We'll meet again, I'm sure of it.

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I've been here what constitutes a half a year on Earth. Half a year to reflect on my last life, which I assume is the purpose of the transition world. I couldn't help watching the girl who had been my owner in that life. There was an overwhelming urge to make sure she was safe. I think maybe that is another reason why we have to come here, so we can make sure the ones we loved were okay before moving on. Who knows. 

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I've noticed that others move on very quickly, only appearing here for a short time before they move onto the next life. Once I witnessed another go forward, instead of back through the window like everyone else. I wasn't sure what to make of that, most everyone went back through the window, back to Earth. I wondered how much longer I would be here. 

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I'm starting to get antsy. This was the longest I had been in the transition world. A year and 2 months I have been here now. Maybe there was something wrong with me. Perhaps I had reached a limit of some sort and would be trapped here forever. The thought greatly saddened me, but I also wondered what else was there for me to learn?

I had taken to watching the girl on a near constant basis. I laughed as she struggled with her newest charge, the one who had taken my place. A young soul for sure that one was. But loyal and true to the core. She would be okay. 

I lost track of time again. It could have been years, days or even hours since I was last aware but I had no way of knowing. 

"I'm okay now. You need to move on." I recognize the voice of the girl but am confused as to why it sounds as if she's standing right next to me. "Go on now girl, you'll be in my heart forever."

My surroundings started to shimmer and the window started to close up. I was startled as this had never happened before. I've only seen it... Once. I was moving forward. 

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It's even more peaceful here than in the transition world. 

Choose a form to spend eternity in.

It wasn't a voice exactly, more of a thought. The words filled my entire existence it seemed. It took me less than a second to decide. I would wait for the only other one that mattered in the form of my past life. Maybe whenever the girl made it here she would recognize me. I wasn't sure how long it would take her to get here nor the other one I waited for. I wasn't even sure where here was.

Your soul is complete now. You are in the world of finished souls.

I was home now. I recognized this place as where everything had all started, vague as the memory was.