Chapter 7: Fly

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     I continued falling. It seemed as if there was no end. I wished there was. I almost couldn't stand the feeling. But then, the sensation stopped. Have I died yet? I thought. No, I haven't hit ground. What is going on?
     I had fallen more than 10 stories, but my falling had stopped. Something warm encased my body. The satisfaction that came with the warmth was unexplainable.
     I could hear something in my ear. It sounded as if someone was breathing. I looked behind me and saw a glow. The glow formed into a human like shape. I then noticed it was my dad.
     "Dad?" I gasped.
     "Honey, why would you ever do such a thing to yourself?" tears started to escape my eyes.
     "I really loved you dad! I really did! I'm sorry, now it is too late," He gripped me tighter into the embrace of his arms.
      "It is never too late." I cried into his chest.
     "Now, lets go back home, okay?" he said.
     "I'm not dead?" he chuckled.
     "Now is not the time," he said, and flew me up to the top of the building. He let go of me and I held his warm hands, not wanting him to go away.
     "Are all people saved that commit suicide? Are you really dead? Dad, I'm so confused." He put a finger on my mouth.
     "Hush. Somethings  cannot be answered. For now, cherish your life, no matter what happens. Teach people the same as I have taught you." he said. With that, he started to disappear. "And remember, always smile, no matter what."
  

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