Hello, my name is Angelina and I’m 15 years old. My hobby’s are: Shopping, dancing and learning the Japanese language. Usually I’d say: going out with friends, but lately I asked myself, if I really have friends. I mean real friends. Who like me, how I am. Care for me. And love me. I mean, I have a best friend. But even she is not what I think a best friend should act like. She doesn’t treat me like a best friend. I don’t know what I have to do! I don’t want to be alone anymore.
Those were my feelings before my worst winter holidays ever. After that everything changed. But actually it wasn’t that worse. I met him. You can’t really say MET. I just heard his voice. I’ll tell you my story.
At the first day of my winter holidays I was sleeping.
I just couldn't wake up. I was so tired. And then something came in my mind. Spoke to me. Whispered something to me. It was a nice voice. A smooth voice. It wasn't the voice of a stranger. I had the feeling that I know the person to which that voice belongs. But I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. And cold. So cold. That voice told me that if I don't move, I'll get frozen. But I couldn't move. Not my arms. And not my feet. I was scared. I did not know what was going on. I was confused. But the voice said that I don’t have to be afraid. I have to believe in my strength. Have to believe that I can turn things around. “You are not alone”, it said. But I was. I told it that I'm alone. I can't see anybody. Not my friends. Not my family. “But you can hear me”, the voice said. But I don’t know you. The voice told me that I will know him someday at the right time and the right place. But I may not give up now! It’s not time for me to give in to the loneliness and sadness my life brought to me so far. I mustn’t fall into the darkness yet. I have to get back on my feet and live on. So that someday I will meet the person behind the voice. “I’ll come and save you someday!” Suddenly I heard another voice. Not like the one before. It was a voice far away from me. I wished it would just shut up. It wasn’t smooth like the other one. So annoying. It was a voice
getting louder and louder every minute. It shouted at me. “Come on now Angelina. Don’t give up. You have to get out of the Water. Please, I’m begging you! The firemen are here to rescue you but you have to help them, too.” I was confused. That was Luzie’s voice. But what was Luzie doing in my room? I was getting colder. I couldn’t feel my body anymore. I opened my eyes. I looked straight into Luzie’s eyes. She had teardrops on her face. I asked her: “Why are you crying?”, but she didn’t answer. She took my arm and pulled me out of the water. The fireman behind her took my body and brought me to the hospital. I did not understand what was going on. I was so confused. And cold. I was getting dizzy. I thought maybe I’ll loose my mind. But then I remembered the words of that mysterious voice: “You may not give up yet! I’m going to save you soon!” And I believed with all my might. I did not want to give up anymore. I wanted to live. I heard the siren of the car. “I WANT TO LIVE!” I shouted. And then everything went back to black…I was asleep. Fast asleep.
When I woke up I found myself in a bed of the hospital. Next to me my mother, sleeping. Her handkerchief was so wet. I had flowers on my table next to me and cards. So many cards. I tried to imagine who would send me a card, when my mother woke up and began to cry. After she came to her mind, I asked her what had happened. She told me I broke into a frozen lake. Luzie called the firemen and they rescued me.
Wow. It wasn’t a dream. Then I wondered. Why did I survive? Because Luzie was there, rescuing me?
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..No.
It was because of the voice in my head which told me to not give up. To live on.
After a few days I was getting better. I felt very good. I was able to move again. And I read the cards. They were from my class. I was touched. I swore to myself to never give up again. Never doubt again.
Until I heard an ugly voice talking in my head:” Do you really believe they sent those cards because they like you? I m sure they just wanted to go along with the group!” Shut up,”Ah you are getting stupid again Angelina. I don’t remember you acting like this. “, Shut uP,”They hate you”, SHUT UP…*silence*…
After another week in bed I went to school again. But that stupid voice in my head was right. They didn’t care about me. Not at all. The first day they said “oh your back “, and then they ignored me again. My best friend didn’t speak about the incident again. It was washed away from their memories. But I will never forget that voice. Never forget those words!
-1 Year later-
It was a normal school lesson. Till our homeroom teacher told us that were going to have a transfer student! I wasn’t really excited. He wouldn’t be interested in me either. But still I was a bit curious…just a little!
The promised day came.
I was looking outside. I watched the clouds drifting away and loosing their form…then disappearing. Did you ever think about it? When a cloud is being moved by the air it gets thinner and thinner …“Hello my name is Joshua and I…” and then almost…I have the feeling that I heard that voice somewhere before. Hm .I thought:” oh the voice of my head is back: Welcome home, how are you!” But the voice was getting louder. Then I noticed the transfer student coming towards me. He walked pass me but whispered something. At first I couldn’t understand it. But then I heard it very clear. “I told you we would meet someday. Thank you for not giving up.”
Its not a real story but my thoughts and feelings i discribed in that story are the same as in my real life..
just without that soulmate atthe end...
tell me what u think about it
