Before the accident: Innocent, warm-hearted, perfectly happy
After the accident: Hateful, depressed, scarred for life
This is who Andrew Smith has turned into. He could remember the day that ruined everything as if it were yesterday. It was a stormy night with rain pouring so hard that you could barely see two inches in front of your face. His little brother, the light of his life, and he were just sitting indoors, staring out at the sky and listening to the rain tapping on their window. He was about 6 years old and Andrew was 18. The little boy began to become restless and bored, so the older brother decided that they should go out for a night drive. His parents were reluctant to let them go, but somehow he got them to say yes. With wide grins, the two ran out through the front door and jumped into his car, driving off into the night. After slowly driving around a few blocks, they both realized that they were lost. They couldn’t see ahead of them. They couldn’t see the sides nor the back. They were trapped in the darkness. After about an hour of panicking, suddenlya pair of headlights shot through the darkness from the side and right into their car. Andrew couldn’t comprehend what was happening. It all happened too fast. It didn’t matter anyways because all his mind was focused on was his brother. He had heard his scream. That bloodcurdling scream that filled his ears. “Andy!” The funeral was long and painful. Everybody in the room cried for the boy. For the goals he had yet to achieved. For his hopes and dreams that wouldn’t ever be fulfilled. For the life that he couldn’t live anymore when it had only begun. The one person that didn’t cry was Andrew. He was still in a state of shock. It was so surreal. The whole accident kept playing through his head, the sound of crushing metal, the sirens, the piercing scream. It couldn’t have been real. He wouldn’t believe it.
When Penny had first come into his life, he had grown into a young man. Although he was a little mentally unstable, he had somehow landed a job as a teacher’s assistant. He never liked it of course and he always yelled at his kids, but everyone was too afraid to report him. At first, Andrew didn’t believe Penny was real. He truly believed that she was a figment of his mind. It was so weird. That what when she mentioned him. Daniel. His dead brother. After that, all traces of doubt were gone. She was actually his guardian angel.
It was hard to accept that she was there though. All she’d do was sit there by his kitchen table and try to start conversation. He barely talked to anyone for years after the accident, so it was weird for him to be talking more. Especially with an angel. He felt so awkward, like he wasn’t worthy or something. Eventually, his mumbling turned into words, and his words turned into sentences. And very slowly, his sentences turned into conversations. Life seemed to get a bit brighter every day with her around. He even brought her to his class one time, even though she’d glare at him whenever he did something wrong. He got promoted to an actual teacher. Life became better and she was slowly becoming his new light of his life.
It was that one day where everything seemed to crumble. Rain was pouring down and claps of thunder would fill the air, causing shrieks from his kids. Penny hadn’t come to his class that day, so he had no restraints to yell at his kids. Even if she had come, he was sure she wouldn’t have said anything either. It was that day. The very day their beloved Daniel had been taken from him. At one point in the middle of his class, he couldn’t stand to stay for another second, so he stormed away. No one chased him. No one yelled for him to come back. They all understood. Somewhat. Once he was home, all that violent anger that had been building up all day seemed to be targeting towards her. The so called angel that couldn’t even save his brother. It was all her fault. She was no angel. Once his foot stepping into his home, his eyes found her sitting on the couch and in an instant, his hands were locked around her neck. Her eyes were wide with fear, but he didn’t care. He kept squeezing tighter, and he leaned in beside her ear. “It’s all your fault, you bitch. You killed my brother. Daniel is dead because of you. Go. To. Hell.” he hissed, not realizing that the dark haired angel was already disappearing right from under his hands. Pretty soon, her body was gone and his hands were only gripping air now. That’s when Andrew snapped and broke into tears on the couch.
Penny was gone. His angel was gone. What had he done? Why had he been so stupid? Now he had once again lost the light in his life. What was wrong with him? Depression and darkness sank in again as his feet began to drag across the floor, taking him up the roof of a random and very tall building. People stared, but he didn’t care. He had only one thing left to do, and maybe the world wouldn’t be burdened by such a disgrace of a human being. He stared down at the bottom of the building, where death was waiting for him. One foot out, and then the next. He was falling. The air was wizzing past his ears so fast that he barely heard the tiny voice. “ANDY!” It was a mixture of both Penny and Daniel’s voice. Could it really be? Were they waiting for him up in heaven? His thoughts ceased when he felt his body being yanked back up and nearly knock the wind out of him. He looked up, and to his surprise, he saw his angel. Penny. She was back and she had just saved him. Why??
“I’m coming back as a human, Andy. Oh, and Daniel says hi by the way.”