See how far I've come?
Specific lines from this story have been taken from the poem "heaven, in a way" by Rodney Hall. Here is the original poem: http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/hall-rodney/heaven-in-a-way-0463038/
Just a heads up, this story is non-linear but the numbers I put at the beginning of each paragraph indicate the order of which the things happen.
From my new world I'm waving. See how far I've come? I am walking through my house. Memories of fantastic moments flood through my head. I walk up to my daughter's room. Pink everywhere. Beautiful, colourful pink! The pink leaves a stain on my eyes. It smells like lavender and lollies. My daughter screams so beautifully. A kaleidoscope of colours, smells, sounds, feelings. I walk to my daughter. She has huddled into a corner. If only she could feel how I am feeling now. My angelic, delicate daughter! She screams "Daddy, no!" It is okay, my daughter. I am here to claim you. Her pretty dress is stained with poignant blood. I smell her and I feel h