37

This is a little piece that I wrote in a writing contest, so it's not that good (I had a time limit). 37 is just my call number for the piece. Please enjoy.

“Smash!”

I trip and hit the ground. The heavy footsteps of the murderer stomp behind me.

My heart skips a beat, thoughts rush through my head, “ I need to get out of here, I need to escape, I need-”

Pain shoots up my body, I look down to see a slick silver blade protruding from my lower abdomen. Blood shoots from the wound as the hooded man retrieves his thrown knife. My vision grows darker and darker, I fall to the ground.

My eyes turn to the sky, the beautiful night sky. I smile as I say one last goodbye to this world.

*   * *

My eyes snap open, “The murderer he’s right behind me!” I yell jumping to my feet. I look around me, I was in a room I have never seen before, there wasn’t anything in the room, save one bed and a nightstand. The walls were painted, no they just were white, in fact everything was white. The floors were white, the bed was white, heck even my clothes were white.

I started to panic it had suddenly comes back to me, the murder, the knife… my death. How was I alive, I was stabbed and left to die. I pull up my shirt, there was no scar where I was stabbed. The murderer wouldn’t have saved me, then who would?

A door suddenly appears on the right wall. I jump back, terrified. A man struts through the door. He was a small man maybe four feet tall, he had a thick mustache and a clipboard, and of course he was wearing white.

“Hello,” he says nonchalantly, “My name is Evaristus, and I’ll be your Guardian Angel for the day. I’m sure you have a lot of questions for me so go ahead.”

I cautiously walk over to him,” Okay how am I alive and what do you mean by ‘Guardian Angel’”

He sighs, What I mean by ‘Guardian Angel’ is Guardian Angel and for how you’re alive, well how do I put this. Well you’re… not.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well when you were attacked by that killer, you… you well died.”

I take a step back, my mind was spinning, “But no that's not true I have a family and a. Oh I get it you’re lying to me, you're with the murderer and you-”

“I assure you I’m not lying.”

“Wait you made that door disappear, you can send me back right, you have the power. No I would already be back,” My head slumps, “I guess I can never be happy again, I’ll just be sad… No I’ll make the best of this, so what can I do here.”

He chuckles and says to himself, “Well that was faster than most.” Then in a louder tone, “ Ok for what you can do well you first must know where you are.”

“Well where am I then?”

He grabs my arm and pulls me through the door, “This is Heaven.”

I gasp it was huge in all directions there was games and fields and everything fun I could ever imagine.

I look to Evaristus as he says, “ Well what are you waiting for, go have fun!”

I set off running towards and laser tag arena, “ This’ll be great.”

And it truly was a new beginning.

But was it a good one.

*   * *

Day  12,

When I first heard that I was in heaven I thought, “Wow it’ll be so much fun, i’ll be so cool.”

But little did I know that heaven wasn’t an eternal paradise, it was more of and eternal high school, minus the classes. Every day I would go out to do something fun like eating or skydiving, but It’s no fun when you’re the new kid in town.

I walk up to a restaurant, called the winged burger, this was the hangout spot for all the coolest people, I had never been here before it’s wicked exclusive and you need to be invited but this time I was.

“Hey Skyler you coming.”

A hand lands on my shoulder. I turn around the handed belonged to my only friend, Nick. He’s a tall, sandy haired boy, with a crooked grin. He was one of the coolest people around, I had only landed with him because of an accident, but it was the best on I ever made.

*   * *

I was sitting on a bench eating a hot dog when a stray football came shooting at my face.

“Smack!”

Laughter erupts from the paused game down field, “Oh great.” I say to myself, “ This is exactly what I need to help my reputation.”

I throw the ball back but just to make It worse I hit a player. Both teams flip out yelling at me to go away. I stand up and run away. I dodge behind a building as I started to cry. I wish I could go back to earth, but no I’m died. I cry for a bit longer before.

“Hey are you ok.”

My fist flies out and connects with a face next to me.

“Ow.” The person yells, “ I was only trying to help.”

I stare at him, “Help?” No one had ever wanted to help me before.

“Yeah help I saw you run away and thought you would need someone.”

I sniff, “ Really this isn’t a prank right?”

“Not a prank.”

“Good.”

*   * *

“Click!”

Nick snaps his finger in front of my face, “ Hey you still there?”

“Oh yeah sorry. I was thinking.”

“Okay would you like to come in.” He opens the door and gives me a little bow.

“I smile, why yes kind sir.”

I start to walk in, Nike grabs my wrist, “And one more thing, don’t punch anyone.”

I smile and grab his arm. I pull him toward me into a deep kiss. I pull away, he smiles, “That's a bit better than a punch.” And with that we head in together.

I was wrong before, this is the beginning.

Author's Note

Please ignore grammatical problems