Heaven

• Sam Schrauth, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2008

"My father had passed away when i was 6 years old. I had sat at his funeral, my eyes swimming in tears. I watched people do speeches and say a final farewell to a man that everyone loved. Our family placed flowers on his coffin.However, I knew I wasn't really saying goodbye, as he would always be looking down on me from heaven.

Heaven is a place where you go when you come to the end of your life, you are still loved, everyone remembers you and you are in their hearts.

Now each day i look up in the sky and although i can not make contact with my dad i can still feel him watching me.

I will always remember my father, and i know that one day i will meet him again."