Simon's POV

As I walked into the light with my mom and Cookie Chomper III, I couldn't help but gasp at the wonders all around me. It was like a perfect world. There was a bright blue sky with just a few clouds, the sun barely peeking over them, making the air not too hot nor too cold. There was a gentle breeze which was enough to play with your hair yet soft enough to not mess it up. Green, crisp grass grew everywhere, and many gravel paths went here and there. Every now and then you'd see a river trickling into a pond filled with fish. It was a stunning sight.

However, it seemed a bit blurred to me. I was wearing my glasses, so I decided to take them off. As soon as I did, the world became crystal clear. I had never, not even with glasses, seen so clearly before. Staring around, I folded my glasses and put them inside of a nearby, low-floating cloud. They immediately disappeared so I wouldn't have to worry about them anymore.

Why don't I need my glasses? I thought as I gazed at the wonders around me. The answer hit me as if I should have known all along. Oh, duh! I don't have a physical body anymore, so I don't have the defects that my body came with, including tiredness, hunger, or poor vision. However, as I looked over myself, I saw all the scars I had because of my aunt; many littered my back, a large one was right in the center of my chest from the knife, my hand was red from when she burned it, and my nose was still a bit askew. I moved on quickly and observed my surroundings again.

Each person must have seen something different, but as I looked around, I saw University after University, all begging me to go to that one, offering full scholarships and everything.

I made a mental note to go back to those after I checked out the rest of Heaven.

Cookie was very excited to show me his friends. He made so many, I couldn't even keep track.

Then I spent some time with Mom. She brought me to her little wood cottage. It reminded me so much of where I was born, I had to pinch myself to realize it wasn't the same place. I stayed with Mom for what felt like a while, but there is no time in Heaven, so I don't know how long it really was.

There's also no night because no one needs to sleep; they have no body that must be recharged at the end of every day. So at some point in time, I felt myself becoming woozy. "Mom," I told her. "I don't feel too good," I held my head.

She rushed over and held me tightly. Looking up, she prayed, "Oh, God. Not him. Not my baby Simon!"

I was a bit freaked out. "Mom? What's wrong?"

"Simon, just lay down. You're going to be okay," she tried to reassure. I just became more agitated.

"Why? What's happening? Please tell me!"

"Simon, before you're officially an angel and can live forever in Heaven, you must prove yourself worthy," my mother began. "God lets everyone come in to Heaven just for a bit so they can learn to love it and actually crave it. But now comes the judgment. In a moment, you're going to be taken to God himself, and he will appoint you a job. You will go back down to Earth as an angel, and will have one week to complete your job. If you do it, great; you're back in Heaven. If not, well, you'll go to… down there."

I gulped. What if I couldn't do it? How could I survive without my mother? I felt my spirit fading as my mom grabbed my hand. "You'll do fine. Just don't panic and you'll be okay..." Her voice faded away as my world became black.