[ WP ] After someone dies , they must be interviewed before it is decided how they will be reincarnated . You are the interviewer .

`` We're done here.'' 
 As the words leave my mouth, the woman before me flashes away. I sigh and rub my temples before taking a sip from my ever-warm tea. At least this is a worthwhile perk. The woman will probably be some lowly insect. Selfish, cruel, and entitled. Complete black and red robe. I could ask for the results of the interview, but I've gotten good at guessing. 
 After several empty moments, the white light flashes again and there's a boy sitting across from me. I eye him over quickly. He's shivering, and his eyes have n't yet adjusted. He ca n't be more than thirteen. His robes have very few smudges, but the ones he did have were large brown smears. A piece of paper was on the table before us. I knew it held all his relevant information but I did n't reach for it yet. 
 `` Where am I? I thought I was-'' 
 `` -going to die? You did.'' I sighed again. Always the same questions, and I hated dealing with children. It was rough. `` You died, and I'm here to interview you to see how your soul gets reincarnated.'' 
 The boy did n't seem shocked at my words. He nodded at me as if he understood. As if he had done this before, and death was no big deal. `` I do n't think you heard me.'' I said to the boy. 
 `` I did. I died.'' His voice shook a little. So he did get it. `` You decide what happens to me.'' 
 `` I do n't decide. I just ask some questions, and the higher ups decide.'' 
 `` Thomas. My name is Thomas. I'm eleven. I have two sisters. It's my fault I'm dead. I might only have one sister now.'' 
 Getting someone who started giving me information was rare, but I took a sip of my tea and told him to continue. 
 `` I did n't mean to hit her. I just wanted to play around and she was n't paying attention. She's older.'' Thomas's voice began to crack and I watched tears drop to the table. He had n't bothered to look up. `` I heard her head hit the pole and she fell, but I thought she was just being mean. I tried to save her, but I'm not a good swimmer.'' 
 Thomas had pushed his older sister off a boat by accident, and instead of getting help tried to fix it himself. She was unconscious and while he thinks someone pulled her out eventually he does n't remember because he was drowning. He had never intentionally done bad things. I knew he was telling the truth because you could n't lie in this room. He just wished things were easier, more fun. He told me of his family, his pets, his favorite things. He only mentioned one friend, and did n't even bother asking if he'd go back. After he finished speaking, I asked the one question he had n't answered. 
 `` Thomas, if you had one wish, right now, knowing that you're dead, what would it be?'' 
 `` For my sister to be alive and okay, and for my family to be okay.'' No hesitation. 
 `` Well, it was good talking with you Thomas. Hopefully I do n't see you again for a long time. 
 We're done here.'' 
 Thomas looked up for the first time since he'd arrive, questioning me. His left eye was clouded over, and he started to say `` again?'' before the light took him. 
 
 `` Show me the results.'' I was curious. The result I hoped for was rare, and I wanted to see if my guess was right. A paper appeared before me, just like the one that appears with new people. It occurred I had n't read the one from Thomas. The results typically were decided within a second of the soul departing. I looked at then paper and smiled before folding it in half. 
 
 *RESULT: REINCARNTED AS ANGEL. 
 NOTES: Returned to mortal body. *
