Linda

-Linda-

I do have long. My life is slipping away. I created this world as a last gift to my people.

Let me back up some.

I am twelve years old. I have been sick all my life. They don’t know how long I’ll live. You know, I’ve never been outside. All I do is sleep and look out my window. The nurses are nice to me. I do have kids my age come and visit me. But I just want to go outside.

I started the world a year ago. I couldn’t go outside. So, I brought the outside to me. It started out with a drawing. Daddy got me a sketchbook and colored pencils for Christmas that year. It started with the ocean. I had always wanted to go to the beach. Movies and TV made it look so much fun. Daddy says that he wants to take me one day. I don’t think I can anymore.

From the ocean, my world grew. I drew tress, grass, the sky, flowers, clouds, fish, animals, and people. My drawings covered my walls. Pretty soon, my world became real. No one questioned it. I didn’t explain.

But now, my world is in trouble.

Anna Jane and I have never met. I did see her in real life once. This was one of the rare times I could get out of bed. I was in the lobby when I first saw her. She looked so happy and free outside. She wasn’t playing around. I saw her talking to an old-looking teddy bear on a park bench. I still envied her. She could go outside. She was not stuck in a bed until she died. Anna Jane was what I could be.

Now, she has to save my world.

I know that she can do it. She has to. I believe in her. But Anna Jane doesn’t realize what she needs to do. I can’t come out and tell her. My powers are killing me. But they are the only way I can reach her. This quest has to be finished before I die.

I have to try before my last surgery tomorrow. I might not survive it. But if I don’t try, Anna Jane and her friends will be captured. I can’t let that happen.

I closed my eyes and started to reach out again.

“Hello? Can anybody hear me? Hello? Hello?”

“We’re here!”

I reached them! But I have to be quick. They are going to take me down to surgery.

Dying God