Below is the second place winning story from my story contest, Once Upon a Time! This story, "Day of Salvation" was written by Dani and her bio is at the end!
Once upon a time, I was led from my prison cell. I was roughly marched through damp, cold stone passages and then soaring hallways. Today was the day of my execution.
Like countless prisoners before me, I stepped through the double doors labeled ‘Justice’ and ‘Mercy’. Like countless prisoners before me, I was cast to the white marble floor before my King.
Tears rolled down my face, but slowly my vision focused on the feet before me. The owner of those feet knelt before me and lifted my face.
I caught my breath. It was Him – the one who my soul loved. The one who taught me how to love, how to live. The one I could die for.
I looked into His eyes – what else could I do? The limitless age of time enveloped me like starlight, but one thing only did He who me.
Two children, running through purple fields. Laughing, examining flowers. The little pond in the forest. Voices buried in my memory – “I don’t want to be executed.” The little boy took my little hands in his. “Everyone has to be executed. But I will save you. Do you trust me?”
The King looked into my eyes. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
Tears were in His eyes and mine.
“It is finished,” He whispered.
The guards grabbed me. They led me to the place of execution. The King followed.
My mind screamed, begged. I didn’t understand – He said He would save me! But I still trusted Him. All my life I had.
As the guards took aim, my eyes were only on my King. Tears were in His eyes. He closed them, turned from me. His heart broke with mine.
There was a noise, and a shock. Then there was nothing.
Softly, starlight crept upon my consciousness. I was suspended in time. The stars were around me, closing it. Their light penetrated my being.
And then I heard it. “Pardoned.”
I opened my eyes. My King held me in His arms. His robe was wrapped around me, His crown on my head. But on His brow shone starlight – and blood slowly crept across His chest.
“Before Time I pardoned you. Before Time I bore your wounds. Before Time I made you pure – a princess of the King.” He raised me to my feet.
“Welcome to life, my child.”
Dani is the 17-year-old Alaskan with a southern accent. Her first love is music; she sings and plays several instruments including piano, violin, viola, flute, and harp. She has competed in the National Bible Bee for eight years, qualifying for Nationals seven times. Her current dreams and goals include directing and acting in Broadway-style musical theatre and directing choirs. Some of her hobbies are baking, handcrafts such as knitting and spinning, photography, videography, throwing knives and arranging music. She writes an e-magazine for girls at:
Isabella Morganthal (20) is a homeschool high school graduate who loves Jesus with all of her heart. She is a drummer, writer, creative arts director, and modern-day abolitionist.