Hey guys! This story is focused on an experience that happened to my sisters and I. (names have been changed)

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I was about 6 years old. My little sister, Clara, was five years old. We were both close friends with Mia, a four-year-old girl. We lived in a small town in Idaho. Practically, everybody knew everybody.

“Hi Mia! I’m almost ready. Let me grab my shoes. Clara! Becca! Come ride with us!” I invited.

Mia shaded her eyes from the sun. “I see it coming. It’s coming!” She jumped up and down. The golf cart climbed slowly up the hill.

“Come on! Lets go!” said Ms. Alice. She was my favorite. She had a British accent and her niece, Crystal, was my best friend.

“Hi Ms. Alice! Hi, Lucas and Crystal! ” My sisters and I yelled. “Hop on, we are leaving!” We zoomed down the hill.

Ms. Alice pulled me on her lap. “Wanna steer?” I nodded happily. We drove off.

That’s one of many things we would do. After we would go to Mia’s house to play. Then, for some strange reason, we didn’t see them as much. Life continued as normal. We missed them. Then one Friday evening, it all changed.

“May I have your attention please? It is our sweet girl Mia. Please pray..”