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The Second Redemption

Updated on August 11, 2013
1800's London
1800's London | Source

Things Happen For a Reason

I'm back again, but nothing like the way that I used to live my life prior to now. Things were a lot different, and you'll discover a great deal about me. I was originally born in the 1800's in the New England area. That's all you really need to know, but I was here before, and that was a big problem. I never took stock in religion or any higher power, but I will tell you this: I didn't return by accident. It was fate, or kismet, if you will, as I was given a couple of opportunities to redeem myself, shall we say. Enough on that topic.

In the Beginning

My life was very well off, as there was a silver spoon in my mouth. My parents were both very intelligent and affluent, for the apple never falls far from the tree. The world was my oyster, and I certainly received everything that I ever wanted, nothing was beyond arm's reach.

Even better, my mind was impeccable. There was very little that I was not capable of doing, and if it amused me, it was carried out. My selfishness and evil prevailed, and while attending college, I satisfied my urges, shall we say, in a most dreadful manner. I made money by ways and means and developed a grand idea to keep myself out of trouble, as well as continue being happy with my career choice.

London Town

At first I went to London for three years, just to clear my head and see what I should be doing with my life. With a heavy influx of Irish, my blending in was not a problem. I settled myself in a less affluent area, and turned on the charm a number of times when I became lonely. It wasn't hard to find women that wouldn't be missed, that had a career making a few quid by turning here and there.

I had nowhere to dispose of these people that I had my way with, and I knew that if I stayed here too long, I would soon be wearing out my welcome and would risk being captured. Besides, I did everything the same way, so boredom was definitely settling in. Thusly, I returned to America to sharpen my skills, and create a better life for myself. The learning curve was over.

1934 Chicago
1934 Chicago | Source

Chicago and the World's Fair

During the latter 1800's, I resettled in the Windy City, so aptly named, and carried such poetic license, don't you think? As a doctor, I had no problem finding credible work, so I soon got myself a building, and with my influential way, turned this place into the home of my dreams, and made it extremely useful to my tastes.

Women could be lured within easily, as I was young and prosperous with charisma. I really needed nothing else, as I thought of everything during construction of my residence. I even disposed of my own trash by incineration.

The Columbian Fair was a perfect opportunity to start a hotel for visitors, for I had many spacious rooms and enjoyed lots of female guests, one after another. I also needed maids for my rooms to be made ready, as well as a cook. Sometimes I became engaged to these women, bilked them out of their life savings, and once they served their purpose, that was simply that.

The Final Straw

Sadly, my undoing came about when I took on other male partners. As the old saying goes, you cannot keep a secret if others know what you are doing. Jail time in Texas helped me locate my second partner for insurance scams, and it became necessary that I silence him, but I had to convince his wife and children that all was copacetic. Unfortunately, I was hung for my business partner's murder just prior to 1900 in Philadelphia. Let this be a warning to you. Being hung can be slow and painful if you don't know what you're doing.


The 1970's Were No Better

The first time that I was allowed to mend my ways, it was too soon in 1946. I was born in New England again, which was a trigger to my psyche. I went back to what I knew, was still handsome and a charismatic exploiter of women, and I was back on the iron rails after many years of being on the run all over the country for my repetitive ways. You see, I got the wrong body, and was finally picked up in Florida, but not before I had sired a daughter near the end. She would have been unimpressed with my history. I hope that she was never told about me, for her own sake. But I never would have said that then.

The Dawning of Another Age

This is my final chance, I will get no more, and things were deliberately made a lot different. The couple that I was born to this time were more than grateful to have a child. They were in their mid-30's, poor, and solid. They had trouble conceiving, and the fertility drugs in the 1950's could have negative effects on the fetus. I was given the appearance of a female, and to make sure that I was unable to stray, I was sexless. That was a hard pill to swallow, especially trying to grow up in the Northeast, again.

To make a long story short, there were none of the tendencies that I had before. I was, well, a good "it." My love life was poor for obvious reasons, but even though I was lonely, I was a law abiding citizen, but I let my anger out now and then, in a more positive manner. Granted, anger is never positive, but I no longer hurt anyone.


2012 in the Midwest

Then in 2012, I got my calling and it came in a big way. I was told exactly where I was going, and what I was waiting for. I had my assignment, and I was told about my past lives, but if I screwed it up again, I would be sent into the heavens without a space ship, and it wouldn't be easy to breathe.

I was assigned to a young adult who had experienced a rather hard life. She was totally my opposite, sweet and gentle, kind and loving, with a new baby. I had to figure out how I was going to get her into a better life, and I'd better figure it out quickly, as she was depressed and suicidal. Fail, and it was all over, for both of us.

Remember Nell in Dudley Do-Right? This was that sweet girl right to the core. Bad luck followed her everywhere, and all she wanted was to take care of herself and her little boy, and maybe find someone that would love her in the process. That wasn't a lot to ask, but I knew that now, and I took on my role as guide and protector. Don't get me wrong, she had an inner strength for survival, just like the women whose lives that I took.

I became her friend, her confidante, and even shared what little I could about myself. We were both fighting for some of the same things, surprisingly, so there was an actual bond there. There were crazy and funny times, too, something which I never experienced before, but you know, we were both growing at the same time. I learned a lot myself, and saw through the eyes of a woman what this kind of life was really about. There was shame and reproach for me. Guilt and self-hatred became a part of the equation, too, things which had never been in the picture before.

It made no sense to care about this person, but I found that I was doing it, and it was not right for this man in a woman's body, one that had killed so many. This was like the nightmare that I had caused for so many others, and I was finally seeing it in living color. The emotions that I was feeling were totally incomprehensible, my mind felt like it was going to explode, for I was learning all about the meaning of compassion.

Nerve endings were being redirected into new synapses. The medulla oblongata and frontal and temporal lobes were being reworked, and the headaches were phenomenal, much worse than I had ever dealt with before.

I realized that I was experiencing new emotions that I had never felt. I was falling in love, and there was nothing that I could do about it. I found that I was shedding tears, that I was crying for the pain and suffering and horrible events that I had caused over two lifetimes, and I was a dead soldier in the water, lying face down in a pool of caring for another human being.

It was at this juncture that I realized that I was going to live the rest of my life miserable and alone for what I had done over two lifetimes. I deserved that empty den, to live like the wild animal that I had been, with no conscience or remorse. I was now living a fate worse than any death could ever be, for the basic need of a human could not be mine.

I was one of the living dead, I could see it now, but it was too late. My next life would be different.


H. H. Holmes(Herman Webster Mudgett)

Jack the Ripper

Ted Bundy

Have You Ever Known a Sociopath(formerly called a Psychopath)?

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      Deb Hirt 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      myconsumerboard, I am so sorry that I didn't reply to you. This comment was filed under spam, and I didn't know about the heading until just a few minutes ago. I appreciate what you said, and I am honored. Thank you.

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Hey, Benjamin! Thanks for reading. I did a little twist on this, just to make people think, and I do believe it worked.

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      Benjamin Chege 4 years ago

      Hi Deb Hirt. I like the creativity and the theme as well. Everyone pays for the wrongs they do on this earth and probably in the afterlife. However, those willing can be redeemed from their wrongdoings and live a better life. So inspiring. Voted up, awesome, beautiful and interesting!!

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Thanks so much, Theresa. I appreciate your continued support.

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      Theresa Ast 4 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

      Wow! Talk about stepping out of your traditional comfort zone. Very impressive. I knew right away you were talking about Jack the Ripper, but I would never have made the connection to the other two. Like I said, very impressive. Sharing. Theresa

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Mel, you know how it is when something hits you, you have to do it. Glad that you saw the twist in my ways!

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      Mel Carriere 4 years ago from San Diego California

      Creepy stuff, not for the birds (a little pun). Interesting that you are expanding your repertoire. Great hub!

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Glad to see you, Blossom. Thanks for your time!

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      What a clever write! Enjoyed it immensely.

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Hey, Alicia! Glad that you has a chance to take a look at it.

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Appreciate the read, dreamseeker. This is actually about three men, and rumor has it that Mudgett was also Jack the Ripper, which is highly conceivable. Bundy is similar enough to have been a creation of the similar work.

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Thanks, Leslie, but I'm Deb. Glad that you liked my little shocker.

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      Linda Crampton 4 years ago from British Columbia, Canada

      Thank you for a dramatic and creative story, Deb! It's a great read.

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      dreamseeker2 4 years ago

      Very different than what I am use to reading from you. But, it was well written and informative. I am not sure what to think of the guy...glad I never knew him!! Voted it up for work well done! : )

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      Karen Silverman 4 years ago

      THIS WAS FABULOUS! Bravo, Anan - i am gob-smacked!

      i enjoyed every single perfectly put together word!

      Sharing. (what an amazing connection...i'm a believer...)

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      point2make, que pasa? So glad that you enjoyed what you read. Every once in a while, I like to toss something a little different into my usual fare, just to stimulate the mind.

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      kashmir, I have missed seeing you! Glad that you found this a testament to an interesting a different twist.

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      point2make 4 years ago

      Interesting read....I really enjoyed this hub. Thanks for the experience....time well spent!

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      Thomas Silvia 4 years ago from Massachusetts

      Hi my friend very beautifully and cleverly written which made it a very awesome read !

      Vote up and more !!!

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      boutiqueshops, thanks for your know where mine are much of the time, glued to your wondrous poetry that takes me to days gone by...

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Thanks for the thumbs up, Faith Reaper. Every once in a while, I like to come up wsith something out of the norm, that will strike you in your tracks. Then you can say, "Wait a minute..."

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      Sylvia 4 years ago from Corpus Christi, Texas

      Great stuff! Enjoyed it and couldn't stop till I was done. Thanks!

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Whoa there, this is truly chilling to the bone good writing here. Very clever and exceptional.

      Voted up ++++ and sharing

      Blessings, Faith Reaper

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      myconsumerboard 4 years ago

      This is a great piece of writing! Wasn't expecting to read this here!

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      As the wind blows, Billy, I have to write it ASAP. It actually wrote itself once I got on the computer. I didn't even have time to get it on Word first.

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      What a fascinating write. Excellent job, Deb. Talk about breaking out of the comfort zone. I love that you did something so completely different here. Well done!

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Thanks, Jackie. It just popped into my head this morning while I was at the lake.

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      Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

      Wooo....very good! A piece of writing that grabs you and holds you to the end. Loved it, voting up and sharing.