It was the morning of my birthday, I was turning 12. While I was in my room just reading the Bible, my Father came to inform me that we are going to a Christmas Festival (like every year).

I put on a white and blue gown and cloak.

Before we left for the Festival, my Father gave me a gift, a necklace, the family heirloom.

We went to the festival.

When we got there I saw that there was snow everywhere. It was snowing from the skies too.

The place was full of people. Upon our arrival, we were warmly welcomed. I was expected to have some courtesy talk with different people, as a part of my royal duties. Afterwards, I finally got some time for myself. I could explore the festival and spread the word of God to the others. I saw people singing, buying things from shops, and eating food.

While I was having a drink, I loved to look at people behaving happily. Unexpectedly a boy came to talk to me. Short black hair and blue eyes. He was taller than me. Also slightly handsome. He introduced himself. His name was Henry. He was 14 years old. I also introduced myself.

"Wait, wait. Prince Henry?" I asked.

"Most certainly, Princess Elizabeth." He responds.

At that moment I realised that Henry was a cousin my parents once told me about.

"Do you realise that we are actually cousins?". I said.

"Yes we are, we just never met." He said.

We talked for a long time, we laughed quite a lot which was nice.

"So do you come to the festival every year?" Henry asks.

"Yes, and nothing changes." I said.

"Do you?" I asked.

"Yes." Henry responded.

"It is weird we haven't met, isn't it?" I said.

"Yes. Anyhow, do you want to walk with me?" Henry asked.

"Sure." I said. We walked and talked.

"So where do you come from?" I asked.

"From Norfolk, what about you?". He asked.

"London." I responded.

We watched people sing. Later we ate. I had a lot of fun . Soon it was time for Henry to go.

When I came home I couldn't stop thinking about Henry. I think I felt like I fell in love with him at first sight.

After that whole day of fun I went to sleep and something happened that I thought never could. I got a dream from God. It was night. Also I remember being in a forest and standing in front of a lake. Then in a blink of an eye I saw meteors and the sky being red. Suddenly I heard screaming.

I also heard someone say "The rapture began."

When I woke up, I thought to myself "Did that just really happen?", "Did I get a dream from God". I never got a dream from God and that was my first one. I felt special, it was a big honour to get a dream from God, especially on my Birthday. It was the most wonderful gift ever.

During my prayer I asked God about the dream, I asked for some guidance because I was not sure how I should understand it. Maybe God already gave me signs but I haven't figured it out yet.