From Above....

I come round to a muffled noise of people shouting demands and blinding blue flashes. It's then I realise somebody talking to me right in my ear. I can't understand what's they are saying to me. I try to open my mouth but nothing comes out, my lips don't move a millimetre. Someone begins grabbing my arm and placing a oxygen mask over my face. I hear faint bleeps of a machine that is stuck to my body.I can feel my heart beat hammering through my ears. As the mist seems to clear from my eyes, I'm staring at a window screen. It looks like the sort of glass mosaic my grandma had in her bungalow.

I feel a sudden cold and numb feeling rush over me, I want to close my eyes, I feel Light, my heart fluttering like a gentle butterfly. I feel like I'm floating. I am gone.

The first time I realised life would be difficult was when I was 4. I was standing in the playground after school, watching all the mums greeting their children and leading them away home. I would wait

and wait, until a teacher noticed I was the only child in the playground left. They would come outside and ask if I wanted to wait inside, but rain, snow or sun, I would tell them I couldn't just incase she couldn't see me. When my mother eventually turned up, she would display an air of burden and inconvenience towards me, as if somehow I have disturbed her life. Later, when I was older, I realised that was exactly how she felt. She was only 20, 15 when she had fallen pregnant, 16 when she gave birth. She was never able to do anything that girls her age did because she had me. I was reminded of this as I grew up, almost everyday. And my father? Non-existent. Any mention of him and mother would do one of several things; change the subject, tell me to keep quiet, cry or take a bottle of rose coloured wine into her room and lock the door. Sometimes she did all of them. So it was then, at the precious age of four, learned that life will be difficult.

Chapter 2

I feel like I'm floating. I can't explain this feeling. Apart from peaceful. I open my eyes and see great white light, almost blinding, almost beautiful. I'm laying down on something, but I can't see it. All of a sudden I smell a familiar smell of floral perfume, just like my nanny Faye.

" Jade, what are you doing here?"

I hear a shockingly familiar voice. I sit bolt up right and come face to face with Nanny Faye. She looks wonderful as usual. Her floral smell, her dress with matching cardigan and silver brooch. Her hair curled in perfect strands.

"Nanna?!"

I couldn't believe I was seeing her again, I had dreamt about her many times but none of those dreams felt as real as this.

"Nanna what are you doing here? Am I dreaming?" I asked barely able to catch my breath at how realistic this dream was.

"What am I doing here?" Nanna said, raising an eyebrow "What are

you doing here? I live here!"

I looked at her with a confused face. I look around me. It's just Nanna and I, surrounded in grey and white mist, almost sparkling.

"do you know where you are Jade?" Nanna looked concerned.

"I must be dreaming" I said letting out a big smile, so happy to be able to see and talk to Nanna.

"No jade your not. Your at the in between, that's why. Met you here" Nanna looked down, sadness rippling her face.

"In-between? In-between what? This does not make sense"

Nanna looked up at me with sympathy.

"what is the last thing you remember doing before you saw me?"

I thought long and hard. I was in my room, had just jumped out of the shower. I did my usual thing of blow drying, straightening and a thick layer of make-up. I got dressed and send my sienna a text.she was running late, as usual, so I waited or her to pick me up downstairs. Mum was at work. I told Nanna that this is the last thing I remember.I must have fallen asleep waiting for Sienna. I better wake up, she will be going nuts.

"I need to wake up, Sienna's waiting outside" I tried to wake up. So hard. I loved seeing Nanna Faye again but honestly this dream was starting to piss me off, I can usually wake myself up,but I can't seem too. Nanna cut in thought my thoughts.

"Jade, listen to me, your not going to wake up, your not in a dream"

"so what am I in then" I said sarcastically "I know I'm not dead"

Nanna Faye looked into my eyes and a single tear fell out from her bright green eyes.

It was then I remembered. Sienna. The car. The flashing lights. The faint bleeping sound....the floating.

I burst into uncontrollable sobs. I slowly looked up at Nanna.

"Am I dead?" I whispered through the deathly silence.

Nanna Faye walked up to me.

"that has not been decided yet" she embraced me with a hug and held me tight.

"I have missed you so much Jade"

Chapter Three

Nanna Faye had always been someone who understood me crystal clear. My first ever memory of her is teaching me how to make daisy chains in the park. She always used to let me eat the top of the French bread when she took me to the supermarket. She picked me up from school whenever she could and take me to exciting places. Theme parks, the zoo. She was the one that noticed I started to get boobs, and rushed me out to marks & Spencer to get my first bra, even when I tried to convince her they were the size of bee stings!