When I opened my eyes I thought I would be lying in a hospital bed, but instead I was in a very bright place. It seemed very calm and pleasant. There were clouds and the sky was beautiful shades of purple, blue, and pink. Everything was very peaceful and calm. I saw a large gate ahead of me. It was huge and sparkled in the light. It spread all across the place I was and it was beautiful. I didn’t know where I was but I felt calm and I wasn’t afraid like I was before.
In the distance I saw a man He looked very familiar to me. My feet started to almost float towards him. He made me feel hopeful and calm again. He had a warm smile comforting eyes. As I approached this man, I realized who it was
“Dad!” I screamed.
I was now running like no other, at full speed. I appeared to him in seconds.
“Dad, is this really you?” I questioned.
“Yes Amy Pie. It’s really me.”
“Am I dreaming? This seems all to fake, yet real at the same time.” I was really confused
“You could say it is.” Now I was really puzzled. What was happening?
“You have been going through a tough time lately. You aren’t yourself, you moved to a new town, met new friends and left your old, and started a new school . Its been a rough past year for you. I realize that. I needed to talk to you. I need to let you know that everything is going to be ok.” He stated.
“How…how do you know all of this, most of this happened after your accident?”
“When your up top you know a lot of things.”
“Wait…is this heaven?” I was getting really freaked out.
“Yes baby doll. This is heaven.”
“Wait, you aren’t dead?”
“I know. I’ve been hanging out here. When I almost died, I was here, but I told myself I couldn’t die. So I’ve been waiting outside the gates waiting to come back.”
“Will you ever come back?”
“I don’t know baby girl. I don’t know.”
I get the sadness all over again. The scene of my dad getting into his accident plays out in front of me. I’ve never seen it and I don’t want to. He can see the sadness and fear in my eyes. He came up to me to wipe the tears and gave me a hug.
“ I want you to go back to when you were four. Remember what I told you when you made your first basket?”
“You told me to never give up and never stop dreaming,” I stated.
“That’s right! You have a good memory. You are so strong and I know that you can achieve anything. All the time I have spent with you I realized that you never give up even when it too hard. You say that ‘hey it may be hard, but it will get better!’ Recently you have almost given up. I want you to go back to what I told you then and live it NOW. I’m only telling this to you cause I love you.”
It took me a while to grasp this, but he was right. I have given up on myself lately, and I need to believe.
“Your right I can do it. I knew all along all I needed was to hear your voice. I needed to know that I will be alright and everything will be ok.” A lonesome tear struggled down my face. My dad wiped it away.
“Don’t be afraid to express your feelings. People are getting worried that you aren’t sharing everything about how you feel, especially your mother. Just let it out, I know you can’t keep things all bottled up inside.” He said
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I Won't Let Go
Teen Fiction"It isn’t easy when you move from the school you grew up. It isn’t easy when you have to hide everything that you remember and pack it up and leave. Especially in a time like this. Especially since I have to leave my dad behind....." Amy Baxter coul...
