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The things we loved the most are usually the hardest to keep, l lost my father at the age of ten although it has been nine years since he died memories of him still lives with him and I have not really moved on. The hope of him coming back seems like a reality with every passing day. My mom who is usually busy because she is the CEO of a company hardly stays at home. We only meet during break fast. Sometimes, I wonder if she really cares for me because she hardly talk with me about what is going on with me even if it was the fact that am her only child but that I didn't bother her. I don't go to school early,bad grades were like friends to me I hardly studied. I was more into how to get my dead father back but thanks to the internet that became easy because I researched on how to bring back the dead. I got my self involved in a web group of magicians who said they could be of help me . I registered for the group but the problem was that there meets were held at night and it required its members to wear cloaks. There were sacrifices made everyday of the meet . I went for there meets for about two times but on the third day something weird happened they resurrected a person from the dead it was amazing but what got me sacred was that it required a vessel for it to go on which vessels must be young the girl which was used as the vessel was lost her sight and she barely talk. She was so frightened . she kept on saying " let them not stay". The priest which is our leader order them to take the girl to mental care. For a fact the priest was scared like he knew what the girl was saying. The family of the man brought back to life were happy but would there joy last for long? That night I went to bed for the first happy, I believed I would get my father back. I had a nightmare,in which in my nightmare I was been pursued by the man which was resurrected he was stained in blood like he fed off it. I woke up and I couldn't sleep the following morning I went for the meeting but I went in the morning searching for questions only known to the priest. When I went to the priest office I over heard his discussion with a man which I heard him saying that " I am going to set everyone free " I was full of thought at first but I just wanted to know what was going on so I enter the office and I asked him sir how can we set everyone free ? He laughed and he said if you are ready we would do it for your father upon hear that I felt motivated and I agreed to him . he placed me in a box and asked me to close my eyes and he closed the box . when I opened my eyes I was gone it seemed like I teleported into another dimension but it so full of sorrow. I walked around looking for something familiar. It was like no one was seeing. Until I got to a point when I had someone calling on to me in the mist of the crowd and it was the name my father called. So when I heard that I was anxious I ran the point I heard my name. There was an old man who looked at me and unlike them he was seeing me he told to leave here that it is not a place for the living I was scared so I told him I came to save my dad. The old man laughed then he said the land of the dead in meant for rest not for saving he also added that sometimes people need to die to attain true peace so I was convinced and I closed my eyes when I opened it I was back home without the priest.