''What's the matter sweetie?'' , said Clara to her daughter.
The little girl, probably around 7 replied:
''I'm going to go to heaven Mummy, and see the life up there''.
A smile formed on the Clara's face..
''Well, that's a nice thought angel, but you're not going up there.
Grandma won't be there...'' Clara looked a bit huffy, as she spoke of her granny.
The girl smiled silently, and said ''I saw a angel''. but Clara didn't hear. She thought she saw tears...
''Stop talking nonsense, and get tlo bed with a cup of milk.''.
~22 hours later~
Clara walked in back from her day at work.
''Bunty'', she shouted, ''I'm back''.
But Bunty wasn't up the stairs.
Clara had a panic, she phoned school....
~5 hours later~
Bunty was missing.
Clara went hysterical.
She told the police everything she knew...
~2 days later~
The police found the little girls body.
She was lying next to her Grandma's gravestone,
Of a angel.
Her body had her nightclothes on,
And the back door (and the front)
Were locked, before Clara came back.....
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this is a sad story.
one thing I don't understand is the "of a angel" in the line "She was lying next to her Grandma's gravestone,
Of a angel.
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Hmm..it made a bit sad and depressed
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Oh my goodness! What a sad story, but wow, written really well! I truly enjoyed this. We all have guardian angels, and can find them right next to us, watching over us from day to day! This is great! and from one soooooo young too
Great read!
and love
Nyetta
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Thanks
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Hmm, interesting story. It's sad, very sad. What inspired it?
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