Sleeping With Angels
Who am I? I don't belong here.
Wherever here is. I don't remember how I came to be in this place, but
I know it was a mistake. It has to be. Please don't tell me i'm wrong.
I don't remember my family
or if I even have one. My name is Virginia something-or-other. I remember
a haze of someone calling me Ginny, whoever Ginny is.
Wait, I remember. I have a
family. I have six brothers, a mom and a dad. And a glass bubble or a sphere
that surrounds me like a mist. I can't out run it, but some days its solid
enough for me to break it. And they put it there, my family, my so called
family put it there. To protect me form harm and outside, the real world.
"Don't break", they say. But I am, I'm going to break the glass. here it
goes.
That was....I don't know....
hard? Is that the word I'm looking for? Hard. What does that mean? I don't
know what hard is. I never had to work for anything, anytime, anybody.
Ever. It was always there. Wherever there is.
I'm confused. God, help me.
Everything graceful and good, help me now. Please, help me.
As I close my eyes, I drift off to sleep.
I see light and hazy figures with wings, and circles of light around their
head. true beauty. they are coming down, they say to sleep with me. Maybe
I will sing with them in heaven someday.... Sing with the same angels that
protect me. they love me. I'm going to live with the angels.... I'm going
to sleep with the angels.... My angels.
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" Ginny A. Weasley died this morning, if
you will pray for her.... Her family will appreciate it....", says the
guy on the radio. I don't want their prayers. I want my sister back....
And no one can do that....
A/N:
My first. Like it, hate it, r/r. Tell me
how you felt. More to come. Watch out. God Bless!
Archangel Michael**
