IN HER SHOES (A Christian Story)

What's up with you?

Sultana's POV

Tears were welling up in his eyes.

Why?

"Dad? Is everything alright?"

-He didn't answer-

"Whatever that's bothering you can be solved. Jesus can heal you. Just talk to him with sincerity. He loves you, Dad."

Suddenly, he grabbed a wire.

"I'll beat you up if you don't leave this room now."he said angrily.

"He can heal you. Just ask him. Jesus loves you and........."

He grabbed a heavy traveling bag and with his muscles, he thew lifted it up and threw it at me. To me, it all happened in slow motion I fell down, everything lost focus and turned black.

-BLACKOUT-

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John's POV

"She just came to my room. Then, she fainted. Don't blame me!"Dad said as he was driving us to the hospital. Sultana had fainted.

"Hon, please tell us what really happened."

Dad didn't answer. He had been behaving unnaturally for some time now and I didn't like it. Though, I didn't think much of it, once or twice, I had heard him come out of his room, go to the living room couch and wail.

I let some tears escape.

At the hospital,

She was given a drip. She didn't wake. We were asked to leave the room after about TEN hours. It was well into the next morning. I was sent back home. She still didn't wake up. I was getting worried. Then, my phone rang. I ignored it. It rang again. After some time, it rang again. I ignored about seven calls afterwards. Later, I picked up the phone from the table where it was ringing helplessly. There were several calls from AURORA! One from John. John is one boy that I don't even know how or where I knew him from.

AURORA?!!!!!!!!

I tried my best to resist the urge to call her back or at least pick the call before it ended.

What if she's in danger? I said as I dialed her number.

"Joe, help me! Your sister tried to kill me. In a dream though. So, I..."

"Please Aurora. I'm not ready for your drama."

I hung up.

Aurora the drama queen. She probably had a nightmare again.

Then, Joanne called.

"Uh, hello? "

"Umm.. Joe. I heard Sultana's voice from my room few minutes ago. She was singing. It was scary at first. I went into the room and I saw her standing next to the window. She paused her singing, looked at me, smiled and resumed singing. After about another ten seconds of singing, she just disappeared. Is she okay?"

My heart raced.

Then, my mother called.

"Joe? Can you hear me?"

"Joanne, I've got to put you on hold now. Sorry."

I put the call on hold and picked my mother's.

"Oh, Joe. Are you home?"

Her voice was baptized in sadness. I started to think of the worst.

"Yes Mum. How is she?" My voice quaked.

"Ummm..... I don't know how to tell you."

She started sobbing.

At this point, I put my hands on my head and dropped the phone on the table in front of me.

"No, no, no. This can't happen."

"Hello, John. She's not dead."

I literally jumped and danced.

"......but the doctor said she won't last after four days. "Her voice trailed off with sobs.

I froze.