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Thursday, October 9, 2008
continued... enjoy :D
She cried and panicked. I tried to tell her I was going to be fine, like after every asthma attack I had for the past few years. However, the pain ached heavily and I wasn’t sure that I would be exactly “fine” in the end. Mum seemed like she was helplessly staring at a ghost, scared. Everything went so fast. I grabbed my chest. Lungs tightened. Air pushed out. Cold shivered all over me. A black curtain spreaded over my eyes, closing them.
I didn’t know what to expect of heaven, or hell. I knew that I wasn’t such a bad fifteen-year-old but I honestly will admit that I did a few bad things in my short life, like purposely cutting the Math teacher’s hair. Seriously, it was such a sight to bear.
My first impression of heaven was plain white all over, clouds floating with saints on it. Everyone was perfect there, no imperfection at all. Murdered victims were perfect, no stabs or blood anywhere. Everything, everyone was fine. As I tried to imagine myself there, white all over, I couldn’t. I didn’t figure out why, and I didn’t want to imagine myself in hell. Whilst in emptiness, soul away from body, I felt someone touching my shoulder. I turned around. It was me, or I guessed so. From the same dark brown hair, aqua eyes, small nose and thin lips, it was like an exact copy of me. Was I staring at a mirror? I reached forward to touch “her” , and she did the same thing. Once I touched the point of her fingers, a spark burned. She smiled the most angelic smile I’ve ever seen, showing the perfect teeth she had, even though she was a clone of me. I tried smiling back, but was too awed by her charisma that I just gawked at her. She laughed like a child.
As if something happened, she suddenly pulled me into some dimension, she had the strength of a General, shockingly. I was with her, in black and white space, looking at a couple playing with a young girl. If this was what people called heaven, I regretted it. Replaying my memories wasn’t my so-called paradise. I looked curiously at her.She finally spoke, “Terra.” Her musical voice mesmerised me entirely. She pointed to the small girl. I nodded, as if being asked a question. She too nodded in unison. Then, she took my hand, held it tight, squeezing it. “Please watch.” It’s like she read my thoughts, I didn’t like a bit of this scene at all. It was the time when I pee on the floor.
“Terra dear!Come here!” Dad waved the young girl to his side. Dad looked very handsome that time, it must be when he was in his thirties’.He wore a working suit with a strikingly red tie. The younger me struggled walking towards Dad, as I took a big step slowly. Mum was kneeling beside me, holding out her hands in case I fell. I took one huge step, nearly falling from unbalance. Mum quickly put her hands around me, tickling my belly button. “Okay, Terra, you’re scaring the hell out of me. You’re too precious.” She kissed me in the forehead. I laughed with a toothless cheerfulness. Dad took me off Mum’s arms, and swung me around. “Oh no,” I thought. “It’s coming.” I covered my eyes immediately, embarrassed. She pulled my hand off, whispering, “Watch closely, don’t worry.” At the effect of her words, I watched reluctantly.
Dad put me down in the wheeler, kissing me on the forehead too. He went away, heading towards the kitchen. All of a sudden, another little girl came out of the kitchen. She looked exactly like the younger me. Surprised, I asked by looking at her. She did not say anything and stared intentively at the other girl.
“Oh, Tessa, you’re so precious too!” Mum cooed. She lifted her up high, she screaming in excitement. “Tessa?” I wondered. “Who’s that? I have a sister, a twin sister?!” My eyes were wide open, shocked. She had the same features as my younger self, but had the distinct eye colour of Dad’s – clear blue. I had green eyes.
Unexpectedly, a shockwave passed through my fragile body. My body refused to wake up but my mind yearned get out of this “hell”. “Who’s this Tessa?!” I would scream at my parents, for not even telling me that I had a twin sister! How selfish can they be? “Where’s she now!” I would yell at them, I don’t care if I disrespected them. I didn’t even know I had a twin sister, which could have changed the whole of my damn life. I was miserable and lonely everytime, even though I had Val as a best friend, she wasn’t with me always and she had her younger siblings to take care of. Miserable and lonely for all these fifteen years were sch a waste of time! I could have lived with a twin sister if I just knew earlier! Argh, another shockwave pumped through my heart, now entirely reviving me out of this space.
“Terra, dear!” My dad hugged me, my cold chest against his. “Dad..” The scorning flame in me slowly died down, reminding who the ones who cared and guided me all these years. “Sweetheart, are you alright now?” Mum touched my shoulder. I nodded, with a smile of gratitude.
Maybe it was just a figment of my imagination.
Maybe it was just because I’m always lonely.
...to be continued in
chapter 2 : A dream so true
♥
Thursday, October 9, 2008
continued... enjoy :D
She cried and panicked. I tried to tell her I was going to be fine, like after every asthma attack I had for the past few years. However, the pain ached heavily and I wasn’t sure that I would be exactly “fine” in the end. Mum seemed like she was helplessly staring at a ghost, scared. Everything went so fast. I grabbed my chest. Lungs tightened. Air pushed out. Cold shivered all over me. A black curtain spreaded over my eyes, closing them.
I didn’t know what to expect of heaven, or hell. I knew that I wasn’t such a bad fifteen-year-old but I honestly will admit that I did a few bad things in my short life, like purposely cutting the Math teacher’s hair. Seriously, it was such a sight to bear.
My first impression of heaven was plain white all over, clouds floating with saints on it. Everyone was perfect there, no imperfection at all. Murdered victims were perfect, no stabs or blood anywhere. Everything, everyone was fine. As I tried to imagine myself there, white all over, I couldn’t. I didn’t figure out why, and I didn’t want to imagine myself in hell. Whilst in emptiness, soul away from body, I felt someone touching my shoulder. I turned around. It was me, or I guessed so. From the same dark brown hair, aqua eyes, small nose and thin lips, it was like an exact copy of me. Was I staring at a mirror? I reached forward to touch “her” , and she did the same thing. Once I touched the point of her fingers, a spark burned. She smiled the most angelic smile I’ve ever seen, showing the perfect teeth she had, even though she was a clone of me. I tried smiling back, but was too awed by her charisma that I just gawked at her. She laughed like a child.
As if something happened, she suddenly pulled me into some dimension, she had the strength of a General, shockingly. I was with her, in black and white space, looking at a couple playing with a young girl. If this was what people called heaven, I regretted it. Replaying my memories wasn’t my so-called paradise. I looked curiously at her.She finally spoke, “Terra.” Her musical voice mesmerised me entirely. She pointed to the small girl. I nodded, as if being asked a question. She too nodded in unison. Then, she took my hand, held it tight, squeezing it. “Please watch.” It’s like she read my thoughts, I didn’t like a bit of this scene at all. It was the time when I pee on the floor.
“Terra dear!Come here!” Dad waved the young girl to his side. Dad looked very handsome that time, it must be when he was in his thirties’.He wore a working suit with a strikingly red tie. The younger me struggled walking towards Dad, as I took a big step slowly. Mum was kneeling beside me, holding out her hands in case I fell. I took one huge step, nearly falling from unbalance. Mum quickly put her hands around me, tickling my belly button. “Okay, Terra, you’re scaring the hell out of me. You’re too precious.” She kissed me in the forehead. I laughed with a toothless cheerfulness. Dad took me off Mum’s arms, and swung me around. “Oh no,” I thought. “It’s coming.” I covered my eyes immediately, embarrassed. She pulled my hand off, whispering, “Watch closely, don’t worry.” At the effect of her words, I watched reluctantly.
Dad put me down in the wheeler, kissing me on the forehead too. He went away, heading towards the kitchen. All of a sudden, another little girl came out of the kitchen. She looked exactly like the younger me. Surprised, I asked by looking at her. She did not say anything and stared intentively at the other girl.
“Oh, Tessa, you’re so precious too!” Mum cooed. She lifted her up high, she screaming in excitement. “Tessa?” I wondered. “Who’s that? I have a sister, a twin sister?!” My eyes were wide open, shocked. She had the same features as my younger self, but had the distinct eye colour of Dad’s – clear blue. I had green eyes.
Unexpectedly, a shockwave passed through my fragile body. My body refused to wake up but my mind yearned get out of this “hell”. “Who’s this Tessa?!” I would scream at my parents, for not even telling me that I had a twin sister! How selfish can they be? “Where’s she now!” I would yell at them, I don’t care if I disrespected them. I didn’t even know I had a twin sister, which could have changed the whole of my damn life. I was miserable and lonely everytime, even though I had Val as a best friend, she wasn’t with me always and she had her younger siblings to take care of. Miserable and lonely for all these fifteen years were sch a waste of time! I could have lived with a twin sister if I just knew earlier! Argh, another shockwave pumped through my heart, now entirely reviving me out of this space.
“Terra, dear!” My dad hugged me, my cold chest against his. “Dad..” The scorning flame in me slowly died down, reminding who the ones who cared and guided me all these years. “Sweetheart, are you alright now?” Mum touched my shoulder. I nodded, with a smile of gratitude.
Maybe it was just a figment of my imagination.
Maybe it was just because I’m always lonely.
...to be continued in
chapter 2 : A dream so true
