Short Story

Melissa A. 

My car flying through the air, spinning around and around, and the terrible thud as it hit the ground. The smoldering fire that began to erupt, being trapped inside with blood trickling down my face, and the heat radiating through my body. That’s how I remember my 16th birthday. 

It’s crazy to think about how much your life can change within a matter of seconds. One minute you’re driving down the highway, windows down, belting out your favorite song, and ready to show up at school with your license in your hand. The next minute you have exactly no idea what is going on; all you know is that you’re afraid to see what ends up happening.

Waking up and looking around, everything is strangely familiar. I know I haven’t been in this place before, but for some reason I feel like I have. It almost feels like home. I get up and walk around, and call out for my family. I call and call and call, but I get no answer. Where am I? Panic starts to settle in. I try to think about when I saw them last, and I can’t remember. All I can remember are the loud noises and burning flames. Why can’t I remember anything else? I start hyperventilating and getting light headed. I’m completely terrified and lost, and I have absolutely no idea what is going on.

I’m all alone, in some strange place, and I don’t know what happened. I don’t want to cry, but I can’t help it. Tears start dripping down my face; slowly at first, but they gradually start coming faster and faster. The tears rush down my face like a waterfall. I want to stop the tears, but I have lost my control. I have never felt so helpless… and then I hear a voice. It’s the sweetest voice in the entire world. It’s the sound of a voice that can immediately calm me down and sooth me. I only know one person who has a voice like that.

“Alexis, hunny, is that you?”

“Grandma?”

“Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?”

“What’s going on? Is this a dream? You died a couple of years ago, this can’t really be you.”

“Alexis, hunny, it really is me. I have been looking for you for a while now. Why don’t you sit down?”

“Grandma, I don’t want to sit down. I want you to tell me what’s going on.”

“Well, there was a bad car accident.”

“Grandma no! Are Mom and Dad ok?”

“Alex, it wasn’t mom and dad who crashed. It was you. A car was coming too fast and you couldn’t move out of the way in time. The doctors did everything they could, but the crash… it was just so bad.”

“Wh…What does all this mean? Are you telling me that I’m dead?”

“Alex, I’m so sorry. It was a tragic accident.” I’m here though, it will be ok.”

 

That’s when I started to run; I ran until I could run no further.  I ran until my legs were numb and I had no breath left. Finally I stopped running, and sat down. I wrapped my arms around my knees, rocked back and forth, and started to cry. Crying doesn’t even explain it, I began to sob. So many things were running through my head, I couldn’t even begin to sort this out. I’m sixteen years old; I shouldn’t be dead. Car crashes happen to people on T.V. It doesn’t happen to real people. Today is my birthday; I should be at home with my family. If I’m dead, then is this heaven? Are my mom and dad ok? Is Kimberly ok?

I cried myself to sleep that night. When I woke up my whole body was stiff. I had fallen asleep in the same position I sat down in. I looked around and realized that I was in a forest. There were trees all around me and I still had no idea where I was.  Forests are one of my biggest fears and I immediately began to freak out. I had no energy to run, so I started walking, trying to find a way out of the forest.

After I had been walking for a while, and started to think that I would never find my way out of here, I started hearing noises. I heard something that sounded like footsteps, and they were getting faster and faster. I started to run, but the footsteps were getting closer. I was too afraid to look back, and before I knew it I was on the ground.

I looked up to see what had attacked me and realized it was a black lab puppy. I felt like an idiot. I had been running from an innocent little dog. I figured that the dog must belong to somebody so I started following it. Eventually the dog would go home, and I needed a place to stay. The dog ended up guiding me to a cabin in an opening in the woods.

I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. I heard footsteps coming toward the door, and then it opened. A girl that looked about my age was standing at the door. I wanted to introduce myself, but I was suddenly really nervous.  My mind froze up, and I couldn’t get any words out. The girl just looked at me and smiled.

“Hi, I’m Sydney. You’re new around here aren’t you?”

“Yeah, to be honest I’m not even sure where I’m at.”

“I remember being like that. Would you like to come in? I can help you figure things out.”

“Yeah, that would be great.”

I walked into the house and was taken away by what I saw.  I can’t believe I didn’t notice it before, but this is no ordinary house. This is the house that I have dreamed of having ever since I was a little girl. It was huge and had floor to ceiling windows. All the furniture was bright and inviting and the walls were covered with one of a kind paintings. It was strange to see somebody else living in my “home”.

We walked into the living room, and I immediately made myself at home. Sydney just looked at me and smiled. She looked so comfortable and at home. She had a look in her eye that made me believe that she was expecting me.

“You’re Alexis right?”

“Yeah, but most people call me Alex. How did you know my name?”

“O, I knew you were coming. I just wasn’t sure when you would get here. I’m really excited to see you. I haven’t had any new company in a while. I think we will be great friends.”

“How did you know that I was coming? What is this place? Where am I?”

“This is Heaven. It probably isn’t what you were expecting. It wasn’t what I was expecting either, but it is actually a really neat place. What happens is that when you die, God goes through all of your dreams, and then picks his favorite ones. Once he picks his favorites, he puts them all together and creates your new home. See I died a couple of weeks ago. At first I was scared and confused, just like you were. Then I found this dream house, I bet it’s your dream house too. When I rang the doorbell, a guy named Cody answered the door, and he told me exactly what I’m telling you now. Cody lives here too. We all live together so that nobody has to be alone. We take care of each other and look out for each other. It’s like having a new family. “

“Ok, but how did you know that I was coming?”

“O, God came over this morning and told me he had good news. God wants everybody to be happy, and he knows when you aren’t. He came to me about a week ago and asked why I was so upset. I told him it was because I used to share a room with my sister, and I’m not use to only living with a guy and no girls. She was my best friend, and I really missed her. So, he told me he would try to make it better. When he showed up this morning, he told me all about you. He said that you would end up coming here, and that we would get along really well. He told me to take good care of you because you will be really confused for a while.”

“You mean you actually got to talk to God?”

“Yeah. You will too, just wait. He will be coming around here again, but for now why don’t you go explore the house, you will love it.”

“Ok. I think I will. Thanks.”

I started to explore the house, and everything was so perfect. Every piece of furniture, every color on the wall, even the flowers were better than I could have ever imagined. Then I turned the corner and saw my room. I knew it was mine the second I saw it. It was bright orange, my favorite color, and had a miral of me playing soccer on the wall. It was amazing. I walked around the room, and sitting there on my dresser was a picture of my family. It was from Christmas a couple years ago. We all looked so happy in the picture that I started to cry again. I’m so sick of crying, but I just can’t help it. I knew that Sydney and Cody could hear me crying, but some how they knew I needed my space, so they let me be.

                For the second night in a row I fell asleep crying. However, when I woke up this time I was not sore, and I felt like I belonged here. I opened my eyes and saw that there was a person standing in my bedroom. I had no idea who this person was, or why they were standing there. I should have been scared of this stranger standing in my bedroom, but I wasn’t scared at all. For some reason I actually felt excited.

                “Hello,” I said.

                “Hello Alexis. I had a feeling you would want to see me.”

                “Um, I’m not quite sure who you are to be honest.”

“I’m God. Sorry I should have introduced myself. I came by to see how you were settling in here, and to see if there was anything that I could do for you.”

“Well, this is probably going to sound really rude, but I’m lonely here. I know you put me in my dream house with Sydney and Cody, but I miss my family. They were everything to me. I hate being here, apart from them, and not being able to know how they are. I wish there was a way for me to see them and watch what they were doing.”

“Alexis, didn’t Sydney give you a tour of the house? Here follow me; I want to show you something that she must have forgotten.”

                I said ok and followed him. We walked up to what looked like the attic. When we walked in there was a huge screen with a projector and a big fluffy couch. It was like a mini movie theater. On one of the walls there was a touch screen computer. God walked me over to the computer and started typing things in. He typed in my hometown, typed in my address, and then typed in all of my famiy’s names. It then sent the information to the giant projection screen, and I couldn’t believe what I saw. I saw my family. They were in my house. I could see all of them, and I could hear what they were saying. They were right there in front of me, and it felt like I was in the room with them. I walked to the couch and sat down, and starred at the screen. God came and sat next to me.

“See Alexis, Sydney must not have finished explaining everything to you. The reason people die isn’t so that they can leave their family behind, but it’s so that they can watch over their family. It’s a very unique process. Every person who dies becomes somebody’s gaurdian angel. Death wasn’t created to hurt people and cause them pain, it was created to protect them. You are now your sister, Kimberly’s, gaurdian angel. Your job is to keep an eye on her. If she is doing something that you don’t like, just say it, and she will hear you. She might not know who it is that’s talking to her, but she will get the message.”

                “So, my job is to make sure my sister doesn’t get into trouble?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what it is. I would stay and talk longer, but I have to get going. There are thousands more just like you. I hope you do a good job. I’m sure you will.”

                Then he was gone. All of this seems strange to me. However, I decided to do what he said. I started watching the screen. On the screen Kim was just finishing up cheerleading practice. She was packing up her bag, and getting ready to go to her car. Practice get’s over at ten every night, so it was pretty dark outside. It seemed darker than usual tonight.

                Kim was walking through the parking lot on her own. Don’t do that Kim, I thought to myself. While Kim was walking through the parking lot I started getting a weird feeling. I was getting butterflies in my stomach. I could tell that something bad was going to happen. I started scanning the screen, and in the left corner, walking towards Kim, were three guys. One of them had something in his hand, it looked like a bat, but I couldn’t tell what it was for sure. They were getting closer and closer to Kim, but they were behind her so she didn’t see them.

                “Run Kim!” I screamed. I watched the screen, expecting her to run, and she didn’t do anything. She was still walking the same pace.

                “Kim, look behind you. There are people coming towards you. Run Kim, run!”

                This time she heard me, she turned around, saw the guys walking towards her, and started running. They started running too.

                “Scream Kim, call for help,” I yelled.

                She started screaming at the top of her lungs, calling for help. The guys were about two feet behind her when sirens started blaring. The guys heard the sirens and took off, and Kim sprinted the rest of the way to her car. She got in the car, locked the doors, and sped the entire way home. Once she got home, she ran into the house crying, and started to tell my mom what happened. At the end of the story, she told my mom that she could have sworn it was my voice that told her to run.

                My mom looked Kim in the eye and started lecturing her. She said that it couldn’t possibly have been me she was talking to. She told Kim that she understands how much she misses me, but she can’t keep pretending I’m still here. My mom told Kim that she needs to move past this and continue on with her life because she can’t bring me back.

                Kim looked my mom straight in the eye, told my mom that she doesn’t care what she says; she knows it was me who was watching over her, and then walked away. Once Kim was in her room and alone from the rest of my family she started talking again. She was the only person in the room, but she was talking out loud. She was talking to me.

                “Alex, I don’t know if you can hear me, but thank you for always being there for me. I don’t care what Mom and Dad say, I know that you are still here. They want me to give up, and move on with my life. They want me to let you go, but I’m not going to. You are my sister and my best friend. We are going to get through this together. I love you Alex.”

                “Kim, I love you too,” I said.

                As soon as I said that, everything went really chaotic. The screen flickered off and the whole room became a massive box of darkness. I heard Kim calling frantically for my mom and dad to come in here. I heard people walking around, and I heard a loud, slow, beeping noise. I opened up my eyes, and I didn’t know where I was, but I knew I wasn’t in the movie room anymore. It looked like I was in a hospital room. I jerked my head to the left, in an attempt to get a better look at the room, and pain instantly flushed through my body. I realized that not only was my neck throbbing, but my whole body ached. I looked at my body and was horrified by what I saw. I had huge white casts on both of my legs and one of my arms. I had a neck brace around my neck, and I was hooked up to about 4 different machines.

                “Kim, come here!” I screamed.

“I’m here Alex, I’m here. I can’t believe you’re alive. We didn’t think you were going to make it. You have been hooked up to life support for two days now, the doctors were about to pull the plug.”

                “You mean I’m alive. I’m not dead?”

“Alex you lived. You were in a really bad car accident, but you made it through. You proved everybody wrong.”

“Kim, I think I was actually dead for a little bit. I was in Heaven, I swear I was. Grandma was there, and so was God. I talked to God; he told me I was supposed to be your guardian angel. He wanted me to watch out for you and protect you.”

“Alex, that didn’t happen. You were unconsious, but you weren’t dead. If you were dead you wouldn’t be talking to me now. I think you must have had a hallucination or something.”

“Maybe it was a dream. Wow. It seemed so real, it really made me miss you Kim. It made me miss everything.  Come here, I want to give you a hug.”

                Kim came over and when I reached up to hug here, there standing in the corner of the room were Grandma and Sydney. They bothed waved to me and then dissappeared. That’s when I knew it was real. The doctors can try and tell me that I imagined it all, but I know the truth. I saw Heaven, and I talked to God. He helped me realize that I love my family more than anything else in the world, and I never want to live without them.

                My “dream” made the meaning of my life extremely clear for me. I was supposed to take care of my sister. I was supposed to be a role model for her. She is my family and my best friend. No matter what I do in life, I will always put her first. I’m supposed to take care of her. Like God said, “I’m her guardian angel.”

Published on May 13, 2009 at 6:01 pm  Comments (3)  

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  1. aww! this is a really cute story. i like how you brought her back to life. i was kind of afraid that she was really dead and i was a bit sad. but the story is really good. the only thing i can think to change is the dialogue, that could use a little work. but other than that, good job.

  2. it was good, the only problems i had with it was just like personal opinion. umm like if she wasn’t dead, why would everyone in heaven said she was dead (including the omnipotent God). so why would God and like the grandma be wrong? they don’t have to actually say she’s dead, that would give you a little more wiggle room. And then there’s the parents telling their daughter to give up and move on with her life when Alex is just on life support- what parent would ever, ever say that?
    and then theres the movie theater room… wouldn’t God be able to come up with better technology? like kind of a Christmas Carol thing where Alex is actually standing next to Kim.
    Like i said these are just opinions, if you have your reasons for doing all of those things, just disregard this.

  3. Cool concept, I really likes your story and enjoyed reading it.

    You mispelled the world mural. Also some of your sentences could have been more clear.


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