• Sophie walked through a patch of flowers. She wander until she thought she was lost. Than as she looked over the fields, she saw a white shadow move across the swaying trees. A hard wind blew. Sophie flew backwards and ran. She was so frightened that she didn't care how much scars she got. Soon, she was in the middle of no where. Than she saw it again. It came closer and closer to her. She backed away from it. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I just . want to play!" the white figure had a grin on it's face. It started to clap its hands. Sopie recognized the voice. It was her little sister that died from a car accident two years ago. Tears flowed in Sophie's eyes. she fell to the ground crying. She didn't know what to do! Her sister was only five when she had died. Her name was, Nina. "Sister what's wrong? I love you!" Sophie cried more and more when she heard this. Soon Sophie fell asleep from using up so much tears. Her mother and father were worried and went to go find her. They searched and searched until they found her. Sophie opened her eyes and felt warmth all around her. The first thing she saw was her mother's rosy face. She flew up and plunged into her mother's arms. Sophie was crying again. "Hunny, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Her mother looked more and more worried. "Mummy! I saw her! I saw her! She was there in front of me!" Sopie sobbed. "Saw who?" her mother got confused. "Pete! Come here!" Sopie's father came rushing down the stairs. "What is it?" He stared at them for a long timed. "Come listen." Her mother said impatiently. "Go on, Sophie." Sophie began."I was coming home from the market but saw these pretty flowers and wanted to pick some," she paused and looked at her parents. "Go on." her father said gently. "so i went and saw this white shadow looming over the fields," Sophie started to cry. "I ran into the woods and saw it again. It started to speak to me. I was sure it was Nina's voice!" she sobbed and sniffed. Her mother began to cry. The two cryed and cryed until they ran out of tears. The next day the family agreed to hold a ceramony for Nina. And every June-- When Nina had died, They would hold a ceramony just for her, Nina. Every relative would come and cry with them.





    And That Is The End.