Rose POV
It's a very good and fine day. The sun shines brighter than usual so I decided to wash my clothes. As I wash my clothes, I remembered that I should tell my mom a sudden change in my schedule. I explain her the reasons for that sudden change but instead of understanding the reasons, she started to nag me.
"Huh? Your schedule will change again? Your father will doubt you for those endless changes.", she said
"Why don't you understand that it's the decision of the majority of the class and not mine?", I said
"I understand you but you know you're father already. He is a type of person who is so hard please.", she explained
"Tell me mom, did I ever disobey or fail you when it comes to my studies? Then why are you so strict with me? I know my limitations, I need some freedom too. Sometimes I want to go out with my friends but I can't because you never allow me to do so. I'm so sicked with this situation.", I said to her
Our argument continues and go deeper and deeper until I found my tears flowing in my face and I see myself crying as I wash my clothes because of those words coming from my mom that hurt me the most. After I finished washing my clothes, I go to my bedroom to cry and cry. That time I'm praying for my death. I badly wanna die that time. I feel so worthless.
Until I fell asleep......
After few hours I think, I woke up then.......
I'm in different and weird place with a vast number of people. Some of them are shouting, some are crying, some are talking, some are lecturing of God's words and etc. I'm wandering where I am so I asked the old man beside me.
"Where am I? Who are you? And what am i doing here?", I asked
"You are now in God's paradise. You're here because you're already dead", he answered
"What? Are you kidding me?", I asked
"No, I'm not kidding you, I have my proof.", he confidently answered
What the fuuuuuuuuuuuuu.... Oppppssss, I'm in heaven so I must not say bad words. By the way, am I dreaming? Can somebody pinch me hard for me to wake up in the reality.
"Talk to your mother", he said
"what? Do you have a super power? I'm in my house now.", I said
"Try to talk to your mother.", he said it again
"Why should I? I hate her for telling me that I'm worthless! NOOO!", I shouted
Then my little brother arrived..
"Hey li'l bro, how's your school?", I asked to my little brother
He didn't answer my question. He is now going in my way, then he passed on me? SHOCKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Am I already a ghost?
"Old man! Old man! Old man where are you?", I shouted very loud but my mother and brother didn't hear it.
Then the old man appeared
"Did you believe me already?", he asked
"Am I really dead?", I asked while I'm crying
"yes you are", he said
"But how? Are they happy that I'm already dead?""Of course they are not happy that you are not with them anymore. And it's been a year since you died. What's the last thing you remember before you fell asleep?", he asked to me
"ahmmmmp, I was crying and............."
"And you wish to die", he continued what I'm about to say
"You're mother regretted to say those words to you. She felt guilty for that", the old man added
"No, it wasn't her fault, it's mine. It's mine. I shouted to her so he said those words that hurt me. It wasn't her fault", I said while drowning on my tears
What should I do now? I want to apologize to her but it's too late. I want to turn back time and say sorry to her before I died but..... Huhuhuhuhuhuu
The old man is not here anymore. I'm all alone. No one sees me because I'm already a ghost. I went to the church to pray.
Then the bell rings..
Kringgggggggggggggggggggggggggg!
It is so loud and annoying so I will cover my ears to lessen the loud sounds
But.....
I suddenly opened my eyes
I saw the ceiling of my bedroom
And my father shouted me to turn off my alarm clock because it's so annoying
I turned off my alarm clock and start to pinch myself and it hurt me...
And that means
"I'M STILL ALIVE! IT WAS JUST A DREAM. THANK YOU LORD FOR A SECOND CHANCE"
Then I stand up and apologize to my mother...
Hope you enjoy reading :)
Love your mother :*
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Once Upon a Time in Heaven
Short StoryThis story is just a product of my wide imagination. It's my first time to write this kind of genre. Also it's my first time to write english story because I think that I can express it more in this manner so forgive me for my grammatical errors.