Too Unique

Epilogue

I watched as they buried me into my grave. Believe me, my view from heaven was awesome. I had view of anyone I wanted to see, anytime I wanted. Inside me, I was a little disappointed when I noticed that Arelis wasn't there. Her son was, but she wasn't. Speaking of her son, I felt bad for him, watching him cry. Everyone there was crying, but with him it was different. He had just gotten the chance to know his father and lost him-me-in a split second. Heaven was nothing like the real world. Everyone wore white, but in a different way. Like since I died from the explosion, I wore white but my body had scars all over, just like the same me in the casket. But heaven was the best time of my life, or death. The people there were really nice. For a second I didn't even know if I rather spend my time in heaven or earth. Oh yeah, and another cool thing about going to heaven: I had the abilities of becoming a ghost whenever I wanted! Well, that was if God was okay with it. We had a pretty good relationship if you ask me. And so, I transformed into a ghost and arrived at the miserable scene. I wanted to comfort everyone, but I couldn't touch or talk to them. I just stood there and listened to everyone's testimony, starting with Marcus.

"He was the best brother you could ask for. Devon was the type of guy who had a good heart. He wasn't about the hard core big man life. He was a nice guy. I'm always going to miss him". Wow, I thought. I could barely think. So many emotions ran through my lifeless body.

"I love him", said Cindy. "He was the one. He never gave up on me. He did all he could to make me happy, and now he's gone."

"I'm right here Cindy", I said. "I never left." Man, if only they all could hear me. I had once made Cindy happy, and now I was doing the exact opposite. Was this all my fault? If only I had been paying more attention. I wanted dad dead. After all of the pain he caused us I just wanted to see him dead. All of a sudden I felt this wind push me. Somebody was coming and I needed to do something quick. "Marcus!", I screamed. To my surpirse, he looked around. Did he hear me?

"Its over you dumb ass bitches". We all turned around. No suprise, just Dad an his gun. "Don't look so fucking surprised. Pablo got in the way. That no good mutha fucker. Devon wasn't supposed to die. If Pablo hadn't been so stupid and got his ass killed in the damn explosion, everything would've been alright. But since that didn't work out, I guess I gotta. Do it myself. All along, I wanted my former wife and asshole dead." In that very second, he shot mom twice in the head. I saw her instantly fall to the floor. As Cindy and Isaiah fell, trying torescue mom, Marcus ran and snatched the gun from dad. I continued standing and watched everything.

"You're not getting away with it this time", said Marcus. He pulled out a pocket knife and stabbed dad in the stomach as hard as he could. He didn't even have time to look back; he ran up to Cindy and hugged her. Isaiah was still sobbing right by mom's side. This coulnt be happening. I fell down to my knees and began to cry. I totally ignored the fact that dad got his gun and shot Marcus 4 times in the back. He too fell. Both of their lives were gone in an instant. Cindy was hit too, but the ambulance didn't take long to come. At the end, Marcus, mom, and dad were dead. I couldn't stand being on earth any longer, so I went back to heaven.

God informed me that dad isn't in heaven, and mom and Marcus were in the questioning room. They would have to be checked before entering heaven. Sure enough, they made it through. Its funny how all Marcus wanted was the 3 of us to be a family. All together living happily. I guess he finally got what he wanted.