When she was little she used to think about death an awful lot for a 9 year old. Sometimes she would spend nights tossing and turning in bed trying so hard to think about something else, and when all would fail she would go to her parents room and snuggle up between them. That was the only way she could sleep those nights, knowing her dad was near her and would protect her from potential death.But all that had stopped around the time she was 11.
She had imagined her own death a number of times and in many different situations but never thought what it would be like if anyone she loved died. Until she was forced to when her best friend went missing.
This is a story of redemption, resurrection and faith. Will you believe in the impossible to give yourself a shred of hope ?