"Sweety, Your father and I need to talk to you" My mother said sweety, putting her soft hand on my knee as i climbed on the bed comfortably.
"Darling" Mum said tears rolling out of her eyes.
"Mummy, whats wrong?" I asked her, i began to feel yucky inside seeing Mummy like this.
"Take over" Mummy said, cracks in her voice as she walked quickly out of the room trying to hide her face.
"Daddy?" I asked, A tear stinging my eye.
"Sweety, How old are you?"
"I'm 7 years old" I said with pride, with my thin arms across my chest, and my chin high.
"Right you are" He smiled.
"Now, Remember god?" He asked grabbing hold of my hand
"Yes, he's like my father, you always said" I said, remembering the times daddy would read me some of the bible before i went to sleep.
"Well, he want's you to go to heaven with him, to be one of his angels" Daddy said, a tear welling his eyes.
"How do I get there?" I asked excitedly, I have always wanted to be an angel!
"Well Soon he will put you to sleep, and take you then" Daddy began to cry some more. My heart ached.
"Daddy, why are you not excited for me?" I asked.
"I am, tears of happiness sweety" He said, giving a sweet smile, and pulling my hand up to his smooth, shaved face.
"Well... How do you now? Did god call you?" Many questions I had.
"Well, remember when you saw the lady who gives you stickers after talking to you, and taking pictures of your bones? Dad asked, trying to make it more simple.
"Well... yeah?" I asked. "Is she an angel to?" I asked, remembering her white uniform.
"Well, Yes. She said that god has given you something called cancer. God gave this to you so you could be with him soon" He smiled sweetly, more tears falling from his eyes and he sniffled his nose.
"Oh, does it hurt?" I asked lowering my head to the floor.
"Only for a little while, but you Mummy and I will be there for you" He said, his face crinkling up, as he cried and cried.
"But, we got you this diary, we want you to write in it everyday" He handed me a pink covered diary with hearts, and a small key and lock.
"Thank you Daddy" I put my arms around his neck, a tear sliding down my face, and it dropped onto his red polo shirt.
"Run along" He said. I jumped of the bed and he shut the door behind me.
I actually get to be an angel! Wait until my friends hear about this!
I looked at the diary in my hands, and smiled.
"I'll call you 'god'" I smiled.
I quickly sat at the kitchen table, to write in my diary for the very first time!
I got one of Dad's pens, and wrote.
Hello. My name is Jane.
I just want to tell you some things about me.
My favourite colour is pink, and I love puppies. But best thing yet, is I get to be an angel soon! Mummy told me in maybe less then 6 months!
What happens, is I go to sleep, and God takes me. Not you god, but god, up in heaven.
Isn't it exciting? I can only imagine the fluffy white wings I will have. And pretty golden jewlery. Mummy and Daddy cry, nearly everytime they see me smile. Why aren't they happy that I'm happy? But seeing them like that, makes me unhappy.
So I just wish there were something I could do. Maybe, I just won't smile. No, I will only smile on the inside.
This is my list, Of what I want to do before I become an Angel.
1. To own the whole collection of Barbie and Bratz dolls
2. To see Mummy and Daddy smile
3. Dress as pretty as Mummy
4. Be able to fly
5. Make lots and lots of friends
6. To sleep on my back (Because when I have wings, I will never be able to again)
7. Eat lots of chocolate! Yummy!
8. To be able to do a cartwheel (My friend is trying to teach me, but I'm hopeless)
9. Win the unicorn prize at the Fesival.
10. Have the special pretty boy in m class notice me.
All of theses things are important to me. (except maybe sleeping on my back)
Anyways, Mummy said dinner is ready, write more later, Bye!
At the dinner table, we all sat and ate quietly. Not a word was said.
When i was finished, I gave Mummy and Daddy a kiss, and ran to my room.
I'm back god!
Gee, I really love to write in you.
I'm really tired from running here, can hardly breath! hahaha!
My p.e teacher says when you are out of breath, to breath through your nose slowly, thats what I'm going ot do... Now!
Now anyways....
I noticed blood drop on my diary, and felt my nose, blood on my fingers. I had a bad nose bleed, it soon dripped down my chin, onto my pink shirt.
"Mummy!" I screamed and cried, still very out of breath. My screams went lighter, and the room around me went Dim, and It felt like I was about to fall asleep.
No, God! You can't take me now! I don't want to be an angel anymore! I want to stay here! With mummy and Daddy! Nooo! I screamed in my mind, only me there to hear.
God please not now! I tried to beg in my mind.
I didn't get to do all the thing
