I Met Jesus

• Michael Flores, Grade 9
• Short Story
• 2014

I woke up like it was an ordinary day, the way Timone did on any other day . I got dressed, had breakfast, brushed my teeth and then drove to work like an ordinary day. Once I arrived at the parking lot of my work I got out my car and started walking to the entrance of the shopping centre in which the store I work at is located. It was the same old view like any other morning at work. As I walk to the store I have this nerves sensation in my stomach, similar to butterflies. I don’t know what this is and also what is causing this but I can’t worry about it now.

I got to the store where I see two of my co workers setting up and getting ready for the customers. Once everything was ready customers were already entering the store looking at the shoes which we sell. In the first half an hour from when we opened the store we already sold 20 shoes. Customer after customer, I think today is the busiest we ever been since Christmas.

An hour later sales going off the roof we randomly started hearing gunshots then moments later the emergency alarm goes off. We are forced to close the store with civilians inside, isolating us from the outside world. I quickly rush everyone to the back of the shop where all products are kept. While everyone is rushing we hear another set of gunshots followed by a scream. I feel a small pull on my pants, it’s from a little girl. She asks me
“am I going to die?”
“no honey now stay with your family” I say in a confident manner
but in reality I really don’t know. We’re here, with the lights off, everyone keeping as still as possible, I get the nerves again. We hear banging on the shutters. I quickly notify everyone to make sure to be quiet. Moments later we hear gunshots then our shutter opening. I start hearing footsteps then a man shouting “ I know you're in here”. Then my biggest fear at the moment a knock on the door from the room we are hiding in. Then later the door slams wide open. It was the gun man. He starts yelling
“I’ll shoot you all for hiding from me. Starting with this girl.”
It was the same girl that ask me about her death. She had a gun aimed at her temple, She was crying while screaming
“please, please don't kill me”
I get up then quickly run to her. Running as fast as I could. I dove and took the place of the little girl. I ended up with the gun on my head. I was shot. I feel like I’m dreaming. I’m looking around trying to gather my thoughts on where I am, all i see is clouds
“am I dreaming” I think to myself
looking at the ground of clouds I look up and I see Jesus. He says
“how are you my child.”
I realise that I'm not on Earth anymore. I bow to my knees in shock and awe.
Jesus says “fear not my child your time isn’t up yet I simply brought you here to thank you for works. Now go and spread the word”.

I start waking up feeling my movements of my body. I start looking around gathering my thoughts again I see myself in a hospital and my family on my left hand side. My mum says “oh my gosh you're awake” in a shocked manner I reply “I met Jesus”