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Submitted by on September 6, 2009 – 8:13 am4 Comments
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Bob F asked:

When I was to say my last goodbyes, I promised her so much, even the stars. Then I glanced into her eyes, I saw the stars shining. She looked back at me with a look of satisfaction. As our lips came in contact with one another, we realized that we were meant to be in this vast universe together. As I left to go to the war, she said “Wait!”, I quicky looked back without hesitation as she held up a U.S Army Uniform with her name clearly written on the label. “You really thought you’d leave me without me to look out for you?”. As I looked at her with astonishment, we both walked to the car and we drove off to war.
4 Months and 17 days went by, the girl I loved was gone, she was shot brutally by the enemy. In her remains there was a gently folded letter. It read, “Dear Andrew, I want you to know even though I may die today in battle, I want you to know that I’ll still be with you. I’m just visiting the star you promised to me.”

As I was walking down the grassy pasture towards my bus, I saw a fluorescent light. The light seemed to call me, “Elizabeth, Elizabeth!”, it would scream as I walked patiently towards it. When I finnaly reached my destination I looked into the gleaming light. In it I saw what seemed to be of a figure I have long forgotten of. “I miss you my sweet Elizabeth!”, the voice would scream louder! I didn’t know what to do! I asked the light, “What do you need?”, I asked with quickly with terror in my voice. “Don’t you remember me? I’m your nanny, the one who you would always cry to when the monsters under your bed would creep up slowly behind you.”, the voice said. “Nanny Rose? Is that really you? Oh nanny I missed you so much! Why did you have to leave me i didn’t even get to say goodbye!” I cried. “Oh sweet Elizabeth, I’m so proud of you, youv’e done so much with your life. But you have to promise me that you will make me proud even when “it” happens.”, the voice said with haste. Before I could talk back the gleaming light left in the wink of an eye.
In 9 months after this experience, my mother and father were fighting with loud and angry voices. I was scared so I hid under my blankets for protection. My father ran upstairs with a belt he used to beat my brother with. I ran into my closet before he could see me. “Come out Elizabeth! I’m not going to hurt you I just need to talk to you, please believe me.” As i heard my mother yelling over his shoulder, “No Elizabeth! Stay wherever you are, don’t leave the spot you are in!” Could this be the “it” my nanny was telling to me? I assumed it must be! So i had a choice to make. Listen to my father or to my mother. As I sat in the closet I prayed to Jesus for the knowledge I need to know what to do at this tragic moment. I heard a voice in my ear, “Elizabeth, Listen to Jesus, he is the best friend you can ever have even better then me, your nanny.” As I waited patiently Jesus told me to go tell my daddy to come to my location. I did without hesitation my daddy walked towards me with the squeeking of the floor boards beneath him. He looked at me with satisfaction as he picked me up and protected me from the last bullet my mother fired from her gun. Moments later the police arrvied taking my mother in custody. That night I looked up at the stars and wondered why Jesus took my family from me. As I waited there crying, I saw my nanny and father , “Were proud of you and we love you so dear.” said my father. “You made the right choice Elizabeth, always count on Jesus to tell you whats right.”

On a chilly summer night, a girl formally known as Lynda Williams was waiting patiently for her date. She would wait bye the door, constantly peeking out the window to see the shine of the boy’s headlights. As she waited, minutes flew. Lynda wondered if anything wrong had happened to her date. She thought to herself, “Maybe something is wrong, should I go look for him?” Lynda told her parents, “Mommy, Daddy. My date hasn’t arrived and he was supposed to be here 48 minutes ago. Can we go look do see if anything bad happened to him? I have a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach that something tragic has occurred.” Her father responded, “Nonsense dear, maybe he just forgot the date was tonight.” Her mother replied sharply, “Well anyway, we will go look for him Lynda, just in case.” As Lynda and her parents left there house in a hurry they heard the sounds of sirens off in the distance. “I hope that isn’t him!” Lynda remarked. Her and her mother quickly drove off into the sound. As they reached there destination, they saw a car that was as the engineer’s at the site called, “totaled”. The only words the mother and daughter heard were, “Emergency, Emergency! Calling all available cars! We have an injured man. Please send a chopper! QUICK!” As the two watched with astonishment and agony they saw the body being lifted out of the car. It was indeed Lynda’s boyfriend. Later that night, the incident was on local television. The boyfriend was obviously dead, but w

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