235 S. Olds Blvd.


















3/19/13
Fairless Hills, PA 19030

215-555-1800







A LETTER FROM HEAVEN




Dear reader,
If your brain was mind boggled about what had happened that night, I made a dumb mistake. One of the dimwitted older officers made the mistake of thinking that my Nokia flip phone was a hand gun, a weapon, a killing machine. The same lanky, tall, white haired, officer screamed, “It’s a gun, fire!”
The next thing I knew I was standing in a no man’s land filled with bullets flying in every direction. That was the end of my confused quest for closure.
Ever since I was a little boy, in and out of foster homes, I have been pondering on ways to fix my life. During my final moments I realized that the family that I thought I had lost in the horrific car accident was with me the whole time. Throughout my life, they helped to guide me. When I was shot down that night, god lifted me to my feet and took me to heaven. When I arrived, both of my magnificent parents were waiting for me.
When I first saw them, I saw peace in my mom’s eyes, I saw peace I’m my dad’s eyes and, they saw peace in my eyes. Every day since that terrible, dark, night, I live in paradise with my family and I am happier than ever. All I ever wanted was to have our family reunited. This time around we are staying together.
























Remember me,



























Tyler Cub

THE END