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Chapter 21

-Shawn-
I just arrived at the street. There was 3 ambulances and 3 cop cars. I started to get concerned. I jumped out of my car. Did I mention Esther was with me? Well, she is.
"Hey, you gotta come with me." I said and picked her up. I ran over to what was happening. And there, on the ground, was 2 boys and 3 girls, and all of them have been shot. It took me a while to concentrate, but then I saw. It was Camille. My beautiful girlfriend. Lying unconscious on the ground.
"Camille!" I yelled. Esther started crying. I bent down next to her, but people started trying to pull me away. I didn't budge. Tears started to rush down my face.
"What happened?!" I said. Some boy who was shot, and was being mended, looked at me.
"Our parents. I'm her brother. We're her siblings." He said.
"They, wanted us back. They kidnapped Camille. We helped her escape. They-" but he wailed in pain as a paramedic pulled the bullet out of his leg. I looked at her again. She was being pulled onto a stretcher, and being pulled into an ambulance.
"No! Let us come! We're her family!" I begged. They just shut the doors.
"At least take her to the L.A hospital though." I said. They nodded. I hugged Esther while she wailed in my arms.
"She will be alright." I told her.
"But what if she's not!?" She sobbed. I held her close.
"Then I won't either." I mumbled. I looked at her siblings. They we're also being pulled into ambulances. I recognized one. It was WeeklyChris. He is her brother? Weird.
Oh my god I hope she is okay. I will die without her. I love her.

~Camille~

I sometimes had funny little clips where I could see what was going on. I heard, Shawn! He was here! He was also crying. I also saw my parents, Ashley and Alesa being pushed into cop cars. Those assholes. But after that I had no more little mind clips. I was teleported to a white little room. I was all alone. It was like I was dead. But alive. Then a small girl came in.
"Esther?" I said. Then I focused on her. It wasn't Esther.
"I am not Esther. But she is sad." The little girl said.
"Why?" I asked.
"She saw you before you were taken to a hospital." She said. Tears welled up in my eyes.
"Then, who are you?" I asked. She had black greasy hair, and light ocean blue eyes.
"My name is River." She said.
"Well I'm-" But she stopped me.
"You are Camille Collins. We know." She said.
"We? Who is we? And where are we?" I asked. I saw nothing, but white.
"We are in heaven." She said. Somehow she made us teleport into a nice little city.
"But. I'm dead?" I asked. She shook her head.
"Then why am I here?"
"I shall tell you later." She said. She took me around the beautiful village. She showed me every park, and every fun place. It took hours. When she stopped, she turned to me.

"Do you like it here?" She asked. I nodded.

"I do have a question, though. Why am I here and how do you know me?" I asked. Her head turned to her feet.

"I died. When I was 10. I'm now 14." Wow, maybe she is just short, because she looked like a little girl.

"And, I am our guardian angel. All the times that little voice in your head told you not to do something, that was me." I just looked at her, shocked.

"So, am I dead then?" I asked.

"No. You are in between. You can choose to die, or to live." She said.

"Which one?" She asked. I looked beside me. Suddenly there was a dark and a light side on my right and left. The dark one was life, and the light one was death. What do I choose? Then I walked.