-Poem-
The night was dark,
It was stormy,
You could say it was almost out of control....
The family sat in a corner,
Terrified of the storm,
Thinking they might die....
The daughter gets up,
Walks into the middle of the room,
Stands right under a wire hanging from the ceiling.
It is sparking up,
She can hear her mother screaming "No! Get away from there!"
But she does no listen...
Her brother jumps onto her,
Pushes her out of the way,
They both are on the ground...
Her Mother comes rushing up to her,
Grabs her daughter's face,
And asks, "What were you thinking?"
The daughter pauses,
In a faint voice she answered,
"I'm going to heaven."
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