Flying isn't impossible. Although I always thought it was. You can fly no matter what. After you die of course. Oh I didn't say did I? I died 20 years ago along with my sister and mother. Although my mom and sister both went to different heavens. I am Paris and i died at only 17 years old. Here is my story.
"Paris." I heard a soft voice say as I blinked my eyes open. I look up and there is a tall man with a beard standing above me. I look down and my white dress wasnt torn or tattered at all from the crash. Not a blood stain in sight. "I am Jesus. We need to talk." I stood up and followed. "Since you didn't finish school and you have friends who need help from a friend im sending you back to earth." I was shocked. "What do you mean, sir?" He turned to me. "I am sending you to be Kiara's guardian angel." I smiled and jumped around. I said yes sir and ran off.
I was sent off to earth and I was so happy when I saw Kiara. She didn't look happy at all. She was crying and people were bullying her. I made them leave and explained to Kiara. I felt bad for her. Im excited to help her.
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