Amari ~

my life before I died could be considered well off. I lived with my mother and grandmother as my father was not in the picture. things were going well up until the last two years of my life. my grandmother died and then my dogs were killed by another dog. that is when things started to go down hill and then spiraled out of control. I got very sick and I died from a cold.

I thought that I would see lights and a city full of angels but when I woke up I was in my room that I had to share with my mom in my aunts basement. I remember what was going on at the time and I decided to change my life starting now when I was nine years old.

my mother was still in bed asleep and I had to go to the bathroom and so I climbed out of the top bunk and went to the bathroom. I came back and climbed into bed and fell asleep until the next day.

the light of morning entered into the room and I climbed out of bed and got dressed and then went upstairs to greet my aunt and cousin.

" Good morning. " I said in a happy but calm manner. 'Good morning ' they replied. after breakfast I asked to go to the park and they agreed and so off to the park we went.