Living Dead Girl

What is this place? It seems very…white. Am I in heaven? Why am I in white? I see someone in the distance. I’m going to ask them where I am. Alysai goes to the personage in the distance and asks “what is this place?” The person says, “Why my girl, you are in heaven. This place is an amazing place you go to when you die.” I couldn’t have died. There’s no way. I am only eleven. “Did I do something wrong to get here?” No my child. Your father killed you while he r***d you.” Daddy killed me? We were just horse playing. At least that’s what he called it. “Can you take me to Jesus? I need to speak with him.” “Yes child. I can take you.” The man took me down this beautiful hallway. It had some many people I didn’t know. But the one thing on my mind was, why was daddy r****g me? I thought we were playing. That’s what he called it all those years. Maybe it was because I was too young to understand. We made our way to these huge, gold double doors. “Here you go my Child. Through those doors, you shall meet Jesus.” He vanished. Well, here we go. I walked through the doors and saw two men on two different thrones. I walked up to them and said, “Hi. My name is Alysai Madrem. I am eleven years old. I was told that my father killed me while he was r****g me. I don’t understand. He always told me that we were playing a game.” The man then said,”Why sister, you are a precious soul. You deserved to live longer than you did. You are such a wise spirit and filled with hatred. If you wish, we can send you back to the mortal world as a baby. You can come back when you are ready.” If I did that, what would become of me? What would happen to me? “Yes, sir. I would like to go back.” “Your wish is my command.”