Once upon a time, in WWII ,a kid named Rebecca lived in an apartment with 10 other Jews. Bombs were exploding all around. One of the other kids that were there got very sick with scarlet fever. He died a month after. Rebecca caught the scarlet fever. There were no doctors or hospitals they were all bombed. She got very sick and was about to die when the spirit of the little boy that gave her the fever, came up and gave her a cold kiss on her forehead.She felt it but that made her pulse go low and she layed on her father's lap and took her last breath. Her dad cried on his daughter's lap. He prayed to God that she would go to a good place.
She went to heaven but she didn't see the little boy. She was confused. She yelled " LITTLE BOY WHERE ARE YOU?" No one ansewered. She heard the laughter of a little boy but she couldn't figure out were it was coming from. She yelled once more. More laughter. She thought one place, The Devil's Home. Then she thought to herself, " No, how could an innocent little 3 year old be down there?" She heard more laughter. She walked to God to ask if she could go to The Devil's Home just to do research. God laughed and asked,"Are you serious?" She nodded.
God ansewered," Let me talk to my brother." She nodded and left.
to be continued....
