Where's Heaven?

We had been setting up the table for dinner. He took four plates to the table this time instead of three. It had to be hard losing a brother at this age but this was just worrying.

"Nathan, please go put the other plate back."

"But dad, what about Morgan?"

"Look Nathan, Morgans gone and he will be for-"

I paused and thought about what I would say. I just can't lie to him and he already knows what had happend.

* sigh

"dammit Nathan, I don't mean to curse at you but you know where he is now."

I see tears starting to well up in his eyes. I knew what was coming next.

"But dad, isn't here better than where he is now? Why can't he stay here with us dad?"

"Nathan I know it's been hard on you but you have to understand that it's been hard on us all."

He obviously didn't have his question answered and he started to cry and ran up to his room. He slamed the door to his room behind him.

My wife came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"You're right you know. It has been hard on us all equally, which has gotten me thinking. I don't think I can do this anymore."

"Caron, what are you saying?"

"Im saying this situation, trust me Micheal I miss him just as much as you do but I just can't stand this anymore. I just can't do it anymore."

"B-but how do you expect me to go on, you have been the most supportive to me this whole time and this is what you decide to do next. I-I just can't do this alone!

"Im, sorry micheal I just can't."

And there she went through the front door just like that. Welp, this is just fuckin great isn't it. first my son dies and now my wife says, "I just can't do it anymore", fuck.

If I didn't already have a child to worry about I think id just end it already. But I guess thats not really healthy thinking is it.

I thought about Nathan now. Well if I can't make things anybetter for myself I might aswell comfort him. I thought about ways I could cheer him up and the only thing that seemed normal to us now would be giving him a drive to the grocery store to buy candy. The only reason he still likes that is because its still the same even without Morgan, he did have more of a sweet tooth than him after all.

When I entered his room he wasn't playing with his toys or anything but rather trying to sleep. depression does suck all the fun out of everything anyways.

"Hey Nathan, I know something you might like."

* no response

"Would you like to go to the store?"

He got up and looked at me with that gleam in his eye that he gave me before Morgans death.

"I take that as yes then."

I held his hand and took him out to the car ,(Caron's car wasn't there anymore) I put the keys into the ignition and backed out of the drive way. The next few minutes passed and as we were heading down the road untill we came to a red light.

I looked at Nathan it was nice to see him normal even if it were for a little while

"The lights green daddy"

I was passing through but as I was a green rusty truck was swerving our way from the right

"WATCH OUT DADDY"

* CRASH

I awoke and could barley move, but I wasn't in the car, and nor was in a hospital. instead I was in a rotting bedroom.

I tried to get up and thats when I realised my arm was broken. Up intill now I could also hear a chocking sound coming from the door to the front of the bed. I pressed my ear to the door and tried to listen to what it was trying to say.

"d-ddd-a-ddy"

It was Nathan.

I busted through the door the moment I realised it was him

on the other side was Nathan chocking on the floor I ran over to him and turned him over. there was anguish all over his face and terror in his eyes as if he had been through some traumatizing event

* cough cough

The noise came from behind me and it didn't sound like any normal coughing, it sounded as if it were coming from an animal that had been mortaly wounded.

I spun around to see the most disgusting and terrifying thing in my life

It was the decomposing body of an eight or nine year old boy, and I knew exactly who that boy was...

I felt as if I was going to vomit the second I saw him, but not even that took me from the frozen state I was in.

as soon as he started walking tword me I noticed it was trying to say somthing.

"da-aad, wher- whah- wheres- heve.

thats all he could choke out of his voice. that when a tall silhouette formed behind

It's head could touch the ceiling and it had long hair that appeard to be made out of arms and they were scratching at the ceiling as if they wanted out, below that it didn't have any eyes but it did however have a grin of a cheshire cat, it also had extremely elongated arms that draged on the floor, it didnt have any hands either. It didn't bend it's knees and it had perfect posture which was strangley the most terrifying thing about it.

It spoke.

"Hello Micheal this is where your children will be staying awhile"

* giggle

"But don't worry Ill take care of them just as well as Iv'e been taking care of little Morgan here. Soon they will be apart of my collection as you just probably noticed, unless you still haven't looked slightly above my head that is.

I couldn't take this anymore. I didn't know what this thing was but what I did know is what it's done. A mix of emotions filled me, adrenaline filled my limbs, anger filled my heart, and disgust entered my stomache.

Nothing but action was what I thought of so I ran for one of its legs and kicked it as hard as I possibly could. But to no avail, I had not knocked it over, I didnt even make it stumble almost as if I were trying to kick over a trunk of a tree. pain had also filled my leg but that still didn't stop me

I formed my hand into a fist and punched it straight in the crotch. Since I used the arm that was holding my broken one I had let go of it and let it swing back which made it hurt tremedously. At this point there was nothing left to do but grasp my arm in pain

* giggle

"dirty fighting now are we? I see that your awfully upset about this whole ordeal so lets talk it out, we are civilized after all."

"FUCK OFF YOU UGLY BASTARD."

"Excuse me but I said we were civilized after all, however it seems you have resorted to name calling and in a society were such barbaric acts are disallowed we will have to take you to court."

That thing had knelt over me and aimed it's "hair" at me and it let them go to work. I felt them tear me to pieces as they gave me intense pain and the sound of ripping was heard in my ears. Everything had faded to black an I could see no more.

I awoke once more to the sound of a machine and voices. I had opened my eyes and this time I was in a hospital room and the simpsons was on. Then I turned my head to the left and saw a nurse.

"W-where is Nathan."

My voice was more feeble than I expected.

"Sir you musn't talk there's been damage to you throat and you don't want any further damage done to it."

"Wheres my son godammit."

I said that as soon as the doctor walked in.

"I understand that your worried about your son ,and..."

"Get to it"

"He didn't make it."

...

All I could do was sit there and wonder about what was happening to him right now. I wish I could pass it off as a nightmare I had but-but. Why did I have to out live both of my children, no one should have to do that. For several hours I wondered why this had happend to me. why of all things would god allow this to happen. I used to believe heaven was real but not anymore. You know, to this very day I still haven't tried to figure out what Morgan was trying to say but now I do I think he was trying to say, "where's heaven."