11 Kara ran across the grassy meadow faster then she had done in life. Her glossy red locks were strewn against her yellow raincoat. Kara took her fingers and grasped a handfull of the daisys that grew all along the hill. She closed her summer green eyes and remembered the day she had died....
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.1 YEAR EARLIER:
"Daddy why do raindrops fall?" Kara asked her father. "Because God knows that something bad will happen that day." Jack replied to his daughter. "Does that mean something bad will happen today?" the girl asked , worry filling with worry."I'm sure nothing bad will happen sweetie, now go outside and play" Jack went back to reading the newspaper. Kara smiled. Her daddy knew how much she loved those tiny raindrops falling across her pale face and rosy cheeks. She skipped to the coat hanger and put her yellow rain coat on. As Kara skipped under the large hickory tree , a large bolt of lightning hit the old tree, Kara screamed for the last time while living and then she was squished like a bug and dead as a doornail.
PRESENT DAY:
Kara opened her eyes again. Her father. Her wonderful father was gone and erased from her. She wished she could come back down and go to school again with her best friend Robbie and play scrabble with her dad."Oh please God!" Kara prayed her two hands looking glued together."Please let me come back. One more chance" then a Dark blue cloud of smoke appeared. A man with a golden aura appeared from the cloud. " Little Kara Johnson" God spoke. "I pity you with eyes of the wise.I shall give you one last chance to prove to me that you should live". That was when Kara opened her eyes. Expecting to see the meadow again. But what she saw was the blades of green grass from her front lawn and her dog Dolittle yipping at the door. She looked at her hands expecting to see her hands see through but instead she saw her pale skin. She was alive again. She was here on Earth. She looked up hoping to see heaven. But then remembered you could not see it from earth considering it was up in the North Star. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her first time in a year smelling the smell of the morning dew in the grass and hearing her dog barking. She was home.
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