• Running, as fast as I could go. Face red, legs shaking, stomach growling. Police cars were going crazy behind me. They were too fast. I was too slow. Cramps started to form in me. I kept running. Nothing could stop me now.

    "Pull over, ma'am," a police man called.
    "NO! I DON'T NEED HELP! I NEED HEAVEN!" I scramed at the top of my lungs.

    The police weren't buying it. They started to stop their cars, and were running after me. They were faster then I thought. A brige, comming close ahead, was my last hope. I quicky ran, and jumped over it. I landed straight into the water, and there was no more sound.

    Swimming wasnt hard, no, not at all. I got onto shore, and walked. There was no one behind. Not even a little mouse was there. It was cold, rainy night. My parents were dead, and I needed them. I left the foster home, and kept my hopes high. Look where its gotten me.

    "The light," I mumbled, "I can see it!"

    I ran over. The light was more prettier then I could imagine. I stopped and stared at how pretty it was. Moments passed. A gate opened, and an Angel was standing there.

    "Welcome home," she smiled.

    Then... I woke up.