It was 3 am when Harold awoke and sat straight up in bed. He was experiencing the most awful pain that spread from his abdomen to his chest. He figured at his age this day could very well be his last.
He began to reflect on all his regrets he had in life. You know, the things you wanted and planned to do but never got around to it.
He looked out his window and could see in the moonlit sky that far off was an angel of darkness that was rapidly approaching. This confirmed Harold’s thought that today would be his last. He got on his knees and began apologizing to God for all the bad things he had ever done in his lifetime. He then returned to bed and hid under the covers.
“ Maybe he won’t find me,” Harold foolishly thought.
A few moments later Harold felt a tapping on his head. He meekly peered out from under the covers only to be staring directly into the face of the Death Angel. The angel was chuckling.
“ Did you think you could hide from me, you silly human? Your time is up and you have lived a horrible life. It is time for me to take you, Herman, to a place of torment.”
“ Please, not me, not now. It’s too soon, way too soon. Give me another chance. I’ll do anything for another chance…… Hey, wait a minute. My name’s not Herman, It’s Harold.”
“ Rats, I’m at the wrong house. However, I will be back for you.”
Harold got up and took some Pepto-Bismol for his indigestion, realizing he had been given a second chance he certainly didn’t deserve.
He began to reflect on all his regrets he had in life. You know, the things you wanted and planned to do but never got around to it.
He looked out his window and could see in the moonlit sky that far off was an angel of darkness that was rapidly approaching. This confirmed Harold’s thought that today would be his last. He got on his knees and began apologizing to God for all the bad things he had ever done in his lifetime. He then returned to bed and hid under the covers.
“ Maybe he won’t find me,” Harold foolishly thought.
A few moments later Harold felt a tapping on his head. He meekly peered out from under the covers only to be staring directly into the face of the Death Angel. The angel was chuckling.
“ Did you think you could hide from me, you silly human? Your time is up and you have lived a horrible life. It is time for me to take you, Herman, to a place of torment.”
“ Please, not me, not now. It’s too soon, way too soon. Give me another chance. I’ll do anything for another chance…… Hey, wait a minute. My name’s not Herman, It’s Harold.”
“ Rats, I’m at the wrong house. However, I will be back for you.”
Harold got up and took some Pepto-Bismol for his indigestion, realizing he had been given a second chance he certainly didn’t deserve.
