• I am Michelle, I am 17 years old and I don't know what happened.
    I am in a dreamy state. I hear beeping from the left of me, crying from the right.
    "I know that voice!, I tell myself.
    "Go to the voice!!" My chest hurts. All i see is darkness.
    "You have your eyes closed you silly girl!" I hear in the distance.
    I look up in my dream and I see the most angelic figure I've ever laid my eyes on. I know this man...but, he looks different from the last time I saw him. "Poppop? Poppop!! Oh Poppop! I've missed you since you died!" I am sobbing now.
    "Don't cry my granddaughter! I am here now! Shh..its ok now."
    "Wait! Am I dead?" I stopped crying, in shock.
    "No my dear. You are in a comma. I've took the liberty of asking God about that, and you will come out of in a few days. Until then your mom will have to hold on to her faith! " He said reassuringly.
    I laughed.
    "How have you been Poppop? What is it like up there?"
    "It's wonderful everything I've only dreamed of, and more!"
    "What can I do? How can i comfort my mom?"
    "Michelle," he said slowly, "The only thing you can do is watch over her until God says you can come back."
    "Alright!" I hugged him. "Will you stay until I go back?"
    "Yes." He said and hugged me back.
    "What happened to me Poppop?" I asked.
    "You were in a car accident, and you hit a tree." He told me.
    "Then why does my chest hurt?"
    "The seat belt must have given you a burn."
    "Hmmm..."

    Ending:

    I talk to my Poppop and ask him a lot of questions.

    About four days later i woke up feeling well, refreshed with all the sleep...and well.... i really had to pee. After doing so...well life went back to the way it was, but I spent much more time talking to my new guardian angel, my Poppop.