Stories
of Other Loss
Encounter with Death
by Stacey L., age:12, Toronto, Canada
I saw death the other day. I had a meeting with it at 9:00, at it's office downtown.
There were a few questions I needed to ask. I was expecting to see a dark shadow with sharp teeth and claws.
But, when I got there I was met by a kind, old woman. She smiled at me and brought me to her office
It was like she could read my thoughts, because right away she said, "So, you want to know about the other side".
"Yes", I replied. "Please tell me about It".
I listened eagerly. "Well it's not what it seems, as you've probably already noticed", she said calmly.
"Death is not evil with devils, nor kind with angels. It is simply me taking you in so you can fight through another life much like you do now". So I smiled and said, "Death really isn't so bad after all. So what if I die? Everyone's greatest fear is death, but not for me anymore Now I can live my life Free. Free from the fear of death. I guess coming face to face with your fear and talking it out really does pay off". As I got up to leave I said, "Thank you Mrs. Death, and I'm sorry but I can't stay any longer. I now have an appointment with guilt".
...from Stacey's father Ned Levitt
Almost exactly 3 years, 3 months and 3 days ago, Stacey, a beautiful and
vibrant 18 year old, looking fit and healthy in her jogging clothes, took one
stride off a curb at the intersection of Lawrence Ave. and Ledbury St. and
passed through a portal that leads from the world in which we shared a deep and
abiding love, in which we played and laughed together almost daily, to where
... I don't know, but have wondered intensely about ever since.
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