Chapter 3
Wait, we have gone forward in time. Now, I see myself at fourteen standing outside of the house and my mother being taken away from her. A woman is standing next to her, alongside with my brother. "Come now, we'll find a home for you" the woman said kindly to the both of us. We went from one foster home to another. My brother Michael was hit badly by the loss of his mother. He grew more rebellious as time went by. Every single foster-home we went to, the foster parents always gave up and sent us back to the social worker. They didn't want to try to help us. They just gave up. Oh why couldn't they understand?"
Time moved forward again and Fiona saw herself sitting in a bedroom. "Yes, I remember this. I was seventeen here. The foster-home we were in was going to send us back tomorrow. Michael had been such a naughty boy. He was so rude to them. Honestly, he could have been a little better mannered! I remember, I wanted to die then. I wanted to kill myself and let go of all the pain and suffering that I went through. But I didn't. I don't where I got the courage to go on from. I think it was from you God" Fiona said with a soft smile on her face.
I see myself at my 21st birthday party. It wasn't a big party. Just a few close friends. My brother and I had finally managed to settle down in a good foster home. My foster-parents were nice and pretty cool and general. They weren't that strict but they had rules but they were pretty acceptable. Tania, my best friend was in the car with me. I had gotten my license one year ago. We were driving to the beach in my car. Then the horrible rain started. Lighting flashed and thunder rolled. But there was no place for us to take shelter. Then we saw the tree. I swerved but didn't make it. We crashed. I can't remember anymore. God, God! I can't remember anything else! What happened? Did something horrible happen? What happened to Tania? Did she die? Is that why I'm here now to say goodbye to her?"
Fiona opened her eyes with a start and looked around her. She was still sitting at the table with God across from her, looking at her intently. "Now shush. I'll explain everything to do, just shush and let me finish my story," he said. "But.." Fiona replied. "Now no interruptions. Here's what you are here for. You are to go on a quest. You are to help someone like you. She is hurting and suffering like you were. You need to find her and help her out from the darkness into the light. You need to encourage her and be there for her no matter what happens. She needs you to help her choose the right path in life. I chose you because you were so like her. I feel that would help you to understand what she's going through. You sent out tomorrow. The question is, are you willing to do this for me?" he asked. "If I don't God, what happens?" asked Fiona. "Well you just go back to the real world" he replied. They sat there in silence for a moment, Fiona contemplating on what to do. She finally reached a decision. "Right, I'll accept this 'mission'," she said. "You should start packing then", God boomed with a joyful smile on his face.
Wait, we have gone forward in time. Now, I see myself at fourteen standing outside of the house and my mother being taken away from her. A woman is standing next to her, alongside with my brother. "Come now, we'll find a home for you" the woman said kindly to the both of us. We went from one foster home to another. My brother Michael was hit badly by the loss of his mother. He grew more rebellious as time went by. Every single foster-home we went to, the foster parents always gave up and sent us back to the social worker. They didn't want to try to help us. They just gave up. Oh why couldn't they understand?"
Time moved forward again and Fiona saw herself sitting in a bedroom. "Yes, I remember this. I was seventeen here. The foster-home we were in was going to send us back tomorrow. Michael had been such a naughty boy. He was so rude to them. Honestly, he could have been a little better mannered! I remember, I wanted to die then. I wanted to kill myself and let go of all the pain and suffering that I went through. But I didn't. I don't where I got the courage to go on from. I think it was from you God" Fiona said with a soft smile on her face.
I see myself at my 21st birthday party. It wasn't a big party. Just a few close friends. My brother and I had finally managed to settle down in a good foster home. My foster-parents were nice and pretty cool and general. They weren't that strict but they had rules but they were pretty acceptable. Tania, my best friend was in the car with me. I had gotten my license one year ago. We were driving to the beach in my car. Then the horrible rain started. Lighting flashed and thunder rolled. But there was no place for us to take shelter. Then we saw the tree. I swerved but didn't make it. We crashed. I can't remember anymore. God, God! I can't remember anything else! What happened? Did something horrible happen? What happened to Tania? Did she die? Is that why I'm here now to say goodbye to her?"
Fiona opened her eyes with a start and looked around her. She was still sitting at the table with God across from her, looking at her intently. "Now shush. I'll explain everything to do, just shush and let me finish my story," he said. "But.." Fiona replied. "Now no interruptions. Here's what you are here for. You are to go on a quest. You are to help someone like you. She is hurting and suffering like you were. You need to find her and help her out from the darkness into the light. You need to encourage her and be there for her no matter what happens. She needs you to help her choose the right path in life. I chose you because you were so like her. I feel that would help you to understand what she's going through. You sent out tomorrow. The question is, are you willing to do this for me?" he asked. "If I don't God, what happens?" asked Fiona. "Well you just go back to the real world" he replied. They sat there in silence for a moment, Fiona contemplating on what to do. She finally reached a decision. "Right, I'll accept this 'mission'," she said. "You should start packing then", God boomed with a joyful smile on his face.