Far away

The fight

I woke up, soon realizing that this was real life. Well, not life exactly, it seemed more like it was just happening. I could barely remember yesterday, and I used to have the best memory in my class! I was starting to get bored of heaven. I wanted something more. Something more exciting. I had always been someone who wanted action. I used to live on the west side of my town. This was where all the poor people lived, and I often heard gunshots. Some people might be scared of gunshots, but soon I got used to them. They were always exciting for me. I wanted to hear a distant gunshot or even a quarrel. But all I got was silence. 

       Suddenly I heard a distant quarrel. I ran as fast as I could and got to the west side of heaven. There was a large group of things in the middle and lots of yelling and shouting.  I edged closer and saw blood. It was my favorite sight to see. This might seem strange, but I was so used to action, that I always wanted more. Two strange-looking people came into view. One looked like he was from Mars, and one looked like a piggish thing. It seemed that they were quarreling over some pie that was leftover from breakfast. 

       One interesting thing about heaven is that you only got three meals, at three different times. Breakfast at nine, lunch at one, and dinner at seven. That was your only choice. It might seem annoying, but now it kind of feels normal. So I guess there was some leftover pie, and they both wanted it. They were punching, kicking, spitting, and yelling. As I said before there was blood everywhere. 

       Suddenly everyone stopped, I turned around, and there was God. "Was I interrupting something?" He asked with no feeling in his voice. "No," Everyone says, and the crowd quickly departed. "Wait, you" He points to me. "Yes?" I ask my body shaking. "I see you have seen the first fight here, but don't worry there will be more". I turn around to answer him, but he is gone. I am standing alone, with a piece of pie right in front of my feet. 

       I start to get hungry at around twelve-thirty. I know I have to wait another half of an hour before lunch actually comes and I decide to explore a little more. I see mountains in the distance, and I decided that I want to see what's up there.

       I walk for about ten minutes, and the mountain seems to get farther away. Another twenty minutes and they seem even farther. I decided to go back, because lunch will be ready, and my keeper will be waiting. I run back, which for some weird reason takes me two minutes, rather than thirty. Wow heaven really is magical. 

       I get back, and sure enough, my keeper is waiting. 'What took you so long" He asks, he sounded mad. "I just went on a little walk, I say my voice coming out in a squeak. "Well, I am sorry to say, lunch is over, and you do not get any.

       Wow, I guess I am never going to go to the mountains again.