Whom I Never Knew [ON HOLD TEMPORARILY]

Chapter 4

My eyes opened once more and I took in my surroundings with shock. I was in a cheap flat, with dirty white paint that was peeling from the walls, and the stone floor was supporting bare, grey furnishings that looked like they came off the street. There were cardboard boxes serving as storage, and in the corner was a thin mattress that looked about a decade old, with a frayed blanket folded at one end and a lumpy pillow at the other. I was about to explore one of the two rooms adjacent to the room I was currently in, when the front door creaked open, and Bec stumbled into the room.

"Hi Bec!" I chirped excitedly. She ignored me.

"Bec, why are you ignoring me?" No reply.

"Bec, you're scaring me now. Stop ignoring me." All she did was drag her feet towards the mattress and slump down on it. I walked over to her and sat down, but she didn't look up. After a moment she burst into tears. I went to comfort her, putting my arm around her shoulders, but my arm just fell through her! With a shock, I realised I wasn't actually there, I must have just been viewing this. Was it another dream? Maybe it was a memory, but I didn't remember this happening. I didn't even remember this room!

After Bec stopped sobbing, I watched as she reached under her pillow and retrieved a black book with a lock. Was this her diary? She reached for the chain around her neck, and used the key hanging from it to unlock her diary. She then flicked to a previous page and started reading. I felt guilty, but I was so curious, so I leant over her shoulder and read what she had written.

14th July 2012
Dear Diary,
Yesterday was my 13th bday :)
Marie got me a nice pen and Phill got me a chain to put the key for this diary on it.

I plan to always wear the key, so that I avoid an event similar to what happened in 6th grade. I wasn't very wise back then, and brought my diary to school (the pink one I had before this). Allie and Cathy found my diary and read some pages out loud to the whole class! It was horrible. I asked them to give it back, but they were taller than me, so they just held it out of my reach. They were so mean to me. After deciding they had caused me enough embarrassment, they then ripped and tore pages, and chucked my diary into the bin. I still haven't fully recovered from that incident, it hurt me, hard, and since then I don't trust people with my stuff. I trust Marie and Phill, but not with my diary.

Yesterday evening, M & P took me out to McDonalds for a treat. It was so nice to eat out, even if my dress was way too small. I hate being poor, but I don't want to sound unappreciative to M & P. After all, if it wasn't for them, I would probably still live in the orphanage. Anyway, I got a burger and an ice cream. It was delicious, but at around 8 I started feeling really sick. I rushed to the bathroom and vomited. It left me feeling really light-headed, so eventually Marie had to come and get me and take me home. I went to bed and fell straight asleep.

Was it a coincidence that I vomited at the exact time I turned 13?

Last night I had a really strange dream. It was all black, and then a bright, white light appeared. I then heard a voice saying-
'Do not be afraid, Rebecca, not everything is as it seems. You are an angel.
Over the next few years, you will change, and many alarming things will happen, such as growing wings. You must tell no one, not even your foster parents. Your body is currently rejecting anything and everything it believes is bad for you. To prevent further vomiting, try to stick to vegetables and some meat, your body will like that the most.
I will be back.
And remember- You are not alone.'

After that I woke up and immediately wrote down what he said. Am I an angel? It's all so confusing.

I then watched as Bec flicked to a blank page.

3rd Feb 2014
Dear Diary,

My last thought was 'that was the day I met Rebecca'.

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