Gwen's pov

I'm in a total shock. Why would I try to kill myself? Oh wait I know why because I'm a stupid teenager. I don't know why but I was really depressed when I did that. I look around and I'm being levitated. "What's happening?" I ask my great grandparents. No answer. I look around the room. Nothing but darkness. I would normally enjoy being in a dark place with no light all by myself, but right now I'm- I'm terrified, terrified because I might never see my friends or family again. The only light there is, is the bright sparkly light that's making me levitate. Tears start to pour down my cheeks. I haven't cried in a while. It feels good. To let the angry, sad and scared emotions all come pouring out. I used to cry a lot before I first attempted suicide. I even cried when I slit my wrists. I wish I got a second chance at living. Maybe when I did it the first time it was a sign, a sign that I'm not meant to die just yet. But it's too late. I'm dead. I start to cry harder and the tears come out harder. They fall to the ground. I look down and I'm wearing a pair of sparkly white flats. Then it hits me why am I wearing all white I think to myself. My great grandparents were wearing all white. There has to be a reason. "Why am I wearing all white?" I ask.

Finally saying it out loud. The room starts to shake. I start to scream not knowing what's happening. Then I start to fly up. I fly up faster then any roller coaster I've ever been on. I feel as if I'm going a thousand miles an hour. Then I get the answer to why I' am wearing all white, The reason I was going so fast and the reason I was being levitated by a bright sparkly light. I was going to the gates of heaven. Now I knew I was for sure dead and not dreaming. Even though I knew I was dead. There was a ball of hope in the pit of my stomach that was saying I wasn't dead and I was only dreaming. But I' am dead. I slowly make my way to a Man sitting at a desk in a white robe with long sleeves. I've seen him before i think to myself. He had Short white hair and a white beard . He was something something at his desk. His desk was next to a lever that said open and drop. I finally knew how that was. St peter's. He looks up from whatever he's writing and looks up at me. He puts on a grin. "Hello, Welcome to heaven." he says. I stand there not knowing what to do. "Well don't be a stranger, come here, I don't bite" he says with a chuckle. I walk closer to his desk. "Okay can I have your first, your middle and your last name please?" he asks. I nod my head "My name is Gwendolyn Anna Myer. " I say. He looks in a big book. "Uhh Gwen your not supposed to be here." he says concerned. "What do you mean?"

I question. I feel a tight knot in my stomach. What does he mean I'm not supposed to be here am I supposed to go to Hell? I wrap my arms around my stomach, hugging myself. "You're supposed to save your world." he says. "Uhh, what? Save my world?" I ask confused. He has to be kidding. Save my world? Is this a joke? "You have to stop the world from ending. Why is it so hard to believe?" he asks me. "Well first I couldn't even stop myself from committing suicide. If I couldn't do that then how can I stop the world from ending? " I ask. How do I even save the world if I couldn't save my self? "Well you'll figure it out. Gwendolyn-""Um I prefer Gwen." I say. He looks at me a little annoyed. "Umm okay Gwen You will figure it out. Now you have two options here. Option one you can stay here. You will be dead but you will stay here for eternity. Option two I can send you back and give you a second chance at life but you have to save the world."

I look down okay I can stay here never see my friends or family again or I can go back, save everyone from dying but will probably be miserable and won't be happy or have fun. "Now keep in mind that if you stay here it's not guaranteed that we will find someone else to save the world and if you leave you won't be back for a long, long time." he says to me.

This is the biggest decision I will ever make. I look down at the clouds that I'm standing on and look up again. I look up to face him. He gets a sad look after seeing my expression.

"I know what I want." I choke. He nods his head with an expression that could make anyone sad. I look down.

What am I doing?

Duncan's pov

I walk into Gwen's house and I hear her brother scream. I run up to Gwen's room. What the? I ask myself. I see Gwen lying in her brothers arms, blue in the face. He sets her down on the floor. "I'm calling 911." Jordon says. He has tears in his eyes and looks like he's been crying. Tears start to pour down my face a little too. I walk over to Gwen. I try to give Gwen mouth to mouth but she still keeps gasping for air. Like a fish out of water. I look at her fragile body slowly running out of air. It breaks my heart. This past month my best friend of 12 years turned me into a softie, a marshmallow. I can't lose her; I turn to her whenever I need advice, help or just need a friend. I look into her eyes. "Please Gwen don't go." I choke. I cress her cheek. She puts her hand on my hand which is on the floor next to mine. Her eyes then start to close. "No, No, NO! Gwen don't go!" I cry. The ambulance pulls up to her house. I pick her up. I go down stairs and hand her two a paramedic. I watch as they take her in the ambulance. Why did she do that I ask myself that over and over again. The ambulance leaves her house. "Come on I'll drive you to the hospital." I say to Jordon. We walk over to my car and get in. My car is a black 2010 truck.

The drive there is silent until we pull into the hospital. "Is Gwen going to make it?" Jordon chokes with tears in his eyes. "I'm not sure." I reply. We pull into a parked spot in the hospital parking. I can't believe she might be gone forever. We go to the front desk and they guide us to Gwen's room. I look at her lifeless looking body and tears start to come out. I hear her phone ringing. I pick it up. "Hello?" I ask in a miserable tone. "Duncan where's Gwen? She invited Me, Courtney, Geoff and Trent over. Were all standing outside her house." Bridgette says. "She umm" "She what Duncan?" Bridgette asks.

"She hung herself and is in the hospital." I finish. "WHAT?" she shrieks into the phone. I pull the phone away from my ear a bit. That girl can scream. "WHAT HOSPITAL?" she cries. "Elk hospital." I respond. "We'll be right there." She says. I hang up and put the phone back on the desk next to her bed. I turn around to face the doctor. "Yes doctor?" I ask. Jordon gets up and walks over too me. "Umm I'm sorry I have to tell you this but she might not make it." He says slowly. I choke up. "W-what?" I stutter. Jordon starts to cry and I stand there not being able to move.

Why? Why her I ask myself.

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