Saysha lay quiet on her bed. Another headache was starting. Chills run up and down her spine and the pain began to register at an extremely high level. Saysha let out a small groan.
"Why," Saysha hissed.
Saysha looked up towards her ceiling and pleaded for the pain to stop. The pain ceased, but a bright light began to form in front of her. Soon, the light had to be blocked with Saysha's arm. Next, a high pitched squeal swam in her ears. Saysha fell on the floor into a fetal position.
Then suddenly, it all stopped. Saysha looked up from the floor. She scanned the room until something caught her eye by her closet door.
Saysha slowly walked over to her closet door and opened the door just as slow. Once she found nothing inside, she turned around. Saysha's eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
"D-dad? Is that you?" Saysha asked confused.
"Yes. It is time to come with me."
"Where are we going?"
A knock came from Saysha's door. It was her mother.
"Hunny? Is everything okay? I heard a big thump from downstairs and I was just checking on you."
"Hurry take my hand. We have to go. No time to explain."
Saysha looked towards the door as her mom began to pick the lock. She took her father's warm hand and the two disappeared just her mother opened the door.
The sight in front of the mother made her become very pale and she became lightheaded.
What lay in front of her was her daughter on the floor, cold, curled up in a fetal position.
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Angels
FantasyWhen 14 year old Saysha's father leaves mysteriously, Saysha believes her father became a Warrior of God: an Angel. And when she becomes involved life turns to death on Saysha and she figures out what her destiny holds.
