• "Hey Alexander, come push me on the swing;" he shouted running toward the playground. "Not this time," Alex replied running past Amy. "I'm head for the top of the slide." He laughed loud and shouted to the sky as he got to the top of the jungle gym. Fast as lightining he was down the slide and climbing back up to the top. Amy sat their on the swing, watching him go up the jungle gym and down the slide. He was so happy and she was happy herself. Back and forth she went as he went up and down. The sun was warm, and clouds seem to pass over them slowly; to breath in their laughter and smile. Amy screamed. She was screaming again. The sky grew dark and she continued to scream.

    "Amy," a playful voice broke through her scream. "Don't worry about me, I'll be okay." She ran over to Alex, as he lay motionless on the ground. Alexander's eyes seem to be twitching as his body shook. "I'll be okay, just call my mom and tell her I will always love her." Amy screamed again, this time shaking; "Alexander, Alexander. Wake up, wake up please!" Tears running down her face. She stood up, not sure what to do. "Alex, alex come on get up. We need to go home, we need to get you some help. The clouds above seem to be moving faster as the light from his eyes slowly faded. Amy fell to her knees at Alexander's side; grabbing his hand she held it dear to her heart. "Tell my dad I wouldn't have made a good baseball player, but I loved his music collection.

    Amy sat there rocking back and forth, tears streaming down her face as the sun slowly faded into the horizon. A loud ringing, the buzzer. Another voice familiar to her ears. "Amy? Amy," a female voice called to her. Amy blinked her eyes and her vision blurred. The light, where was the light coming from. She slowly focused on this picture of an angel. "Who is this angel," she thought to herself. "Wait, I know you from somewhere." She rubbed her eyes and it was the Judas Priest poster her dad had given her last year for her birthday. "What was going on here?" The loud ringing finally clicked in her brain, and she reached over and hit the button as her mom came in. "Come on sleepy head, your going to be late for church."

    Amy sat up and blinked her eyes a few more times. "What a dream," she thought. "I don't remember much. I thought I was crying." She got up and pulled off her sleep shirt and as she got to the neck rim, Amy realized it was wet. "Maybe I was sweating alot." Her alarm went off again and she broke into stride, grabbing out her knee high socks and finding her favorite black top. Amy dug furiously, looking for her matching skirt. To no avail did she find it. She found it after she finally got downstairs and was passing the laundry room. "Okay my sweet lemon," her mother said with a smile looking up from the frying pan. "Grab what you can to eat along the way, your father is waiting in the car with your brother and sister." Amy was thinking, "Oh man I have to sit in the back again." She grabbed an orange and a few sticks of bacon and dashed for the door.

    As she locked the door behind her, she turn to see a ambulance at the neighbors house. Amy jumped in the back seat where here brother Orion had left the door open. "Hey dad," Amy said slamming the door shut. "What's going on over at the Hotis house?" "It's a sad thing Amy," her father said reversing the car out of the drive way. "There new born died in the middle of the night," her sister voiced in before their dad could say anymore. Zoe had tears running down her face, ruining her make-up.