PROLOGUE
September 2, 1994
"Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!" shouted Michael while shaking me on my pelvic bone. I groaned and shouted at him "What the heck, Mike?! Its like...." I peeped through my right eye to look at my cellphone to check the time 'Its freakin' 4:30 in the MORNING! Get out of my ROOM!" I placed a pillow on my face, I groaned again. Then worse comes to worse Michael was jumping all over my bed shouting "Dad is not here yet! Dad is not here! Call him now!" he landed on my ankle after he got tired with all the jumping I shrieked with pain. I screamed at him "Go out of my room now or else!" then he was sobbing I could hear him with my eyes closed. One last groan I sat up and patted him on his back "There, there, Mikey. I'm here. Dad will go home later maybe he slept at Grandma's." He opened his eyes, crystal blue iris, pointy nose, full lips, alabaster white skin and he has brown hair reminding me on how our mother looked like. Me, I'm not so fortunate I got my father's looks, a brunette with green eyes, extremely pointy nose, thin lips and pale white skin. I looked through Michael's eyes and he said "Louise?" I placed my thin arm around his shoulder and said "Yes?" he stood up and searched something from my floorboards. I said "Hey! What do you think you're doing there?" he was still searching then opened one of my loose, stubborn floorboards and got something wrapped inside a box. Michael knelt beside me and handed the package. He said "Mom visited me in my dreams last night" I gasped and hugged him tight, I closed my eyes because tears are running down from my eyes. He continued
"Mommy said that I am a handsome boy, a brave, handsome boy. She also said to tell you that she loves us so much and she's watching over us at Heaven. She said she is with God, thousands of angels and good souls. She also said that soon one of us will be with her at heaven to do a special task. Lastly, Mommy wanted you to have that."
I let go of him, wiped off my tears and opened the package it was empty. I snorted and said to Michael "Mike, there's nothing inside this box." No one answered I stood up and saw Michael lying unconciously on the floor. I sreamed when I reached my cellphone to dial 911 someone snatched my phone away from me, he pushed me to the corner of me room it only led the back of my head to bleed. A man with a ski mask over his face, wearing a black shirt with black pants. He said with a low voice "Such a pretty face to kill. What are your last words, sweetie?" I looked at him fiercely said "May God bless you." He laughed and pointed a gun at my chest "Okay then, tell Him I said hi." Then I closed my eyes and prayed that it'll be alright and bless over this man and that my brother would be okay. I heard police cars in front of our house, cars rapidly racing towards our lawn. Rapid footsteps racing towards my room and then I heard gunshots, lots and lots of gunsjots. When it was over I opened my eyes. Dizzy I felt, as the world revovled around me, I saw my father racing towards me staring somewhere on my body. He shouted "Louise! Louise! Stay with me! Don't you dare leave me now! Louise!" then I slept.
When I woke up. I'm at Heaven.
