Visiting Heaven
It’s that time again. Time to go up and visit people who were not meant to see, it strange odd and unreal. I live in a world unlike any other; in my world we visit heaven. If someone dies its not the end, you don’t have to morn and forget them, all you have to do is wait for the next visiting time and you can see them again. I don’t have many people to visit up there but I go. I don’t like going. That’s why I hated it when I got stuck there, when I missed the time to go back and visiting hours stopped.
