Soon, I was far above the roof of the building, seeing the roof of our house; it was dark outside as I traveled in the air at an incredible speed through streets and buildings. I saw colors I never knew existed floating beside me; they were so vivid I could practically touch them. I was a troubled and a neglected child back here; Heaven was the golden child, the apple of my mother's eyes, the one that would do great things, but she loved me for who I am.
While outside my body, I was at peace, free like a bird, all my troubles gone. I was supposed to be scared, afraid, but I wasn't; instead, for the first time, I felt truly alive. I could do whatever I wanted and go wherever I wanted. Time seems not to matter anymore, for it was like sand on the beach. After what felt like forever, I soon found myself at the entrance of a classroom.
