hell from heaven

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My diary

The names of the four children in the story are Peter Suzan Edmond and Lucy
I gave the answer they were seeking from me  but I didn't know what was going on in my head I sat down on my bench and other students carried on at that moment I didn’t know what I was thinking but somehow this sentence stuck in my mind even if I try to forget I cant

Hello, my name is Suzan you already have guessed it is not my real name when I think about having a name it gives me goosebumps maybe I was given a name by someone but I abandoned it because I don’t find it useful for my research oh bye the way I am researching on human nature. when I was in 2 the class I realized humans are not someone as simple as we think                                                          some are simple but yet so complex that you can't tell what is in their minds only thing that amuses me in this boring world like
February 14 2013 when I was in class 2 I was going to school in

bus but suddenly the bus started to go in the wrong direction everyone was feeling frightened about what was going on some people stood up in front of a bus and tried to calm a child with a gun at first I didn’t understand what was going on either I was interested a question come in my mind why? this question changed my mind about why everyone was afraid I asked out of curiosity caretaker why are you shaking she replied with fear in her eye because they might kill us all  I wanted to ask what would happen after that but then I remembered the story in which a lion died after a fight with witch I saw everyone faces they have same fears  but with different expressions, some of them were crying in fear  some of them were in anger some of them were afraid for there family some of them were praying to god for different reasons but same thing I don’t want to die please save me
If I was god at that time I would probably ask why are you afraid of death it is your destiny, my child 
Cause it is the definition of god we create says god is an entity which makes us and this world with different kinds of being god create everything and eventually ends everything everyone believes those world  at a point in their life even if you say you don’t think there is something like god exist but deep down at a point in your life you want that god to exists
As for me, I don’t care
I know that everyone believes god guides us till the end that’s all

                                                         Chapter 2 Death of Name  
That day I remember  some of them getting up and saying sit on your seat don’t try to make noise otherwise I will use a gun they came from another country there toung were not used to this language for sure Everyone was surprised when they hijacked and made a request and police agreed everyone was thanking god for saving their life for listening to their request but suddenly hijacker started to take a look at  hostages  someone from bus asked but police agreed to your requests then why we don’t need a bulletproof jacket if we have you sudden terror on everyone face
They approach children like me one of them approached me at first I could feel my heart was out of control at that time I understood the feeling of fear but when he took me I was afraid but at the same time confused and felt betrayed because I saw sigh of relief in my caretaker eye and facial expression and other children who were my friend they take me and my friends were relieved that they are not going to die they take me with them on helicopter at that point I was shocked not because of them but because of every person in bus they don’t even tried to save me
After that police asked them to leave me but after some negotiation they agreed now I think about it I understand I did some research on them they were nasal wadis who wanted their leader's freedom for their glorious purpose and they wanted  me as bait  to take back there guns and explosives which were in under police
I only remember the voice of you, the voice of a van and sirens then the police took me and sent me back to my house which I think was not a house anymore
When my  caretaker looked at me she cried and hugged me like a tressure but it had no impact on me I met my friends they told me they were so happy that I came back alive I looked at their faces and observed their expressions and gave back the smile they wanted from me
I spent my 6 years there cause I knew if I went outside now I might not survive even though it was a boring period I got a habit of reading not because I was a bookworm but because I understood outside knowledge creates a difference if you know how to use it. when I was in class 8 they asked me to choose a subject coaching that would help me to achieve my dream at that time I chose science and told them  I wanted to become a doctor they assumed why but my why was different I wanted to become doctor see how people react when they die