Runaway
Remembering Heaven for the first time was a blast. It was the day I ran away. There was a figure on a rather large throne. I felt power, light, and divinity from them. They told me to do something and pointed over and above my head, past me and towards the horizon. I refused to do as I was told, so I ran away. I could hear singing, Holy singing all around me. There were clouds of silver, light of gold, and white stone pillars everywhere. There was so much beauty, but to me none of what was there was welcoming. There was one comforting, trustworthy voice telling me to run away and escape my nightmare. As I flew away from heaven I looked back to see its purple aura with streaks of yellow, blue, and green swirls. I headed for the gateways to the different realms, each with solar systems and planets and life of their own. I remember coming to this earth, and thinking I would be safe here.
