Why Me?

          The police burst through my door, looking for someone that committed a crime. My Grandma was watching me sleep, because I was bugging her all day for ice cream. Why, am I standing in front of them, while my sleeping body is on the couch? The person that committed the crime lived upstairs, and he murdered a boy over a stare, hiding him out, I see his family does not care. Here I am dead, shot by police looking for a murdered. I never got to see Cedar Point amusement park, I never got to see the dolphins at sea World, and I never got to see my mother bring home cookies as always from work. Why me? Why did I have to die for the misdeeds of an adult? The thought keep racing through my minds, I have to wait to see my parents again. However, I want to see the man and police officer that were responsible for removing me from my parents. As I walk slowly toward heaven’s door, I never thought heaven would have a children section, but I see happy children waiting for me, and I say, “ You all were waiting for me…?   

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