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Dec 2016
"Wake up!" The little angel voice shouted.
I laid there with my eyes shut tight
pretending not to hear the voice. The
slippery rope was wrapped around my neck,
so my little hands grabbed onto it and I
pulled my knees into my chest. “Push the rope
over your head, you must be next to the hole!"
"I'll never go back through again!" I murmured.
"There must be a mistake. I've
already taken my turn."
"If you won't go," said the little angel voice,
I'll get him and he'll make you go!" So I ******
my thumb and waited for him.
Gently the slippery rope rose over my head.
I felt a soothing nudge coaxing me around
until my head was at the hole. When I opened
my eyes I saw him. "I was here before," I
said. He touched my lips with his finger and
whispered into my ear, "You left too soon you’ll have to go again.
Written by
JOANNE MATHIS
239
   --- and Shibu Varkey
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