Thank you for your service

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                                  It all starts at this "heaven's party" type of area. The scene was bright and whitish-tones of color was the norm. The house this was taking place at was my uncle's place, but instead it was bordered by water.I was a regular angel, who could fly. My power was to help the living guide their way through their past. I was at the party and I was already upset as I was trying to help set it up, but the adults were depending on our "swimming owl" who could grab anything because of his quick speed. They were trying to catch a fish, but even an owl couldn't grab it. It was in front of me, but they'd never commend me for my effort to help. I started to leave because I had growing sadness. As I walked out, I saw my previously dead uncle, who was in a state where he was robotic, and barely knew me anymore. I cried as I walked. Xavier, who was another angel, saw my sadness and stopped me, he asked what was wrong, but I became mute. I could not speak. All of a sudden, I was called to action. I was called to help this girl named Sabrina, a name of a past "friend" I had.

                                The area smells.. fishy. I was surrounded by large pools of fish in the garage of the once heaven's party house. I realize that I am now in the past, to when every 9th grader was a 1st grader. I find Sabrina in the house, looking the same as she used to when I actually met her. She doesn't know I'm there, I'm in viewing mode. She walks over to her computer to start video talking her friends. She start talking and I watch. Suddenly, another spirit approaches me. "You need to learn how to fish," he inquires. I suddenly switch to Sabrina's view, I am her now. I control over, holding the rod that the spirit had given her. The spirit to her was a human, but with her mind information, I realized it was her father. "Grab the smaller ones first," her father said. We followed so, hooking the fish and catching them. "You're doing it wrong." We knew and got angry. We stabbed the other one with the hook and her father got sad. "I'm sorry I bothered you." He left the scene.

                               We sat back at her desk, defeated. I'll never be like them again, fishing so well, she thought. I removed myself from her view and made myself apparent to her. She knew I was there. She had told me her family was very religious, granting her the ability to feel angels when they were near by. She said her life was okay, her mom made everything better. She told me that there was another kid who I should help, a kid in her grade called Jason. She liked him, but she got my death information from when I possessed her. I wasn't a very good angel. She knew that in my life, I liked this kid, and even got to date him around 5th grade. She turned on her computer and the chat session was on. I was unaware, but luckily, her friends (including Jason) weren't as religious as her, so they saw me as another kid. She pointed to him, saying to go to him. I suddenly was watching over Jason in his room now. His room was different from his actual one. He was separated from Ethan. His walls were a vibrant dark blue with airplane stickers pasted all over the walls. His room was clean, only with a couple of homework papers on the floor. I watch him as a spirit. In the chat is Sabrina, Jason, and Anthony. My hate for Anthony had stayed but it was revealed that he wasn't as bad as he is now. Because I just vanished from Sabrina's view, everyone was spooked. I had to explain what was going on. I was back in Sabrina's home, everyone startled. I explained that I was a "time traveler, here to make things right." They all believed me and thought I was cool, except for Jason. He thought I was faking it, that I wasn't a real time traveler. I told him what would become of him in his future life, then he believed me. I went back into his view. His new life had started. I was in control of showing him the ropes.

                            I was now staring with Jason, in a classroom, now in 5th grade. It was weird seeing myself so.. alive. We walked towards her and told her welcome to Centennial as it was her first day. She said thank you, obviously holding back a cry. I released Jason, going back to a spirit. "Are you sure I liked her? She looked like she hated me," he whispered to me. I assured him that I was the one he liked. I asked him how he felt. "I mean, she is kind of cute, but I'm dating Emma! I can't do that!" It was true, but I had to commit to orders, even if I knew it was gonna end in damage. I clipped through his life, feeling his love for her get stronger. Today was the day, the book fair, where I had told him I liked him but was too shy to say it before. Everything was going to plan but my view started to glitch things weren't right. I clipped back to Jason's room in 1st grade as him. I wasn't in control of him, nor could I take control. I was teleported to the outside, looking forwards. His mom talking to the neighbors across the street. I see that his father isn't visible.

                            I was glitched into my alive self, except I was in 10th grade I had my wings on my back, and didn't know what was going on. My old "friends" Momo and Katrina were there, as they didn't know what was happening. We were all in high school, but not Tennent. My heart sank as I knew what was going to happen. Jason was going to kill himself. We booked it across the halls going through everything. We were still regular students, and were forced to sit in class, which made our job more grueling. I sat in class with my friend Leighland, about to start a project. Behind me sat Ethan, who was asleep. I woke him up and frantically asked him how was Jason doing in his life. "I don't really know, but sometimes I hear him talk about how lonely and depressed he feels at his desk." The bell rings and I kiss him bye, knowing that my demise too was going to be met. I'm alone now, running through the halls. I'm crying, I can't lose another one. I'm out of the school, and I see him. He's standing in the middle of the road. This scenario seems familiar to me. I run to him, but everything's in slow motion. I'm panicking, I'm thinking in real time. I fly over to him and push him out of the way. I see lights.


[End of dream]

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