THREE SOULS

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1

A voice

I wake up suddenly when I hear the sound of the neighbor's car alarm, I lift my head and take a deep breath before going back to the pillow, at that moment I remember having been dreaming about that person again, one of the many dreams I have with him; however, I can't recognize who he is since I never see him clearly and I am sure I don't know him, until now I have not experienced anything that I dream of with him. From this last dream, I only remember being together next to a tree on the bank of a river, holding my hand while we looked into each other's eyes and smiled, then I woke up and until now that feeling that I can't describe continues with me. I see the time on my cellphone and it's 3:00 am, I close my eyes trying to sleep a little more before it's time to get up.

My cell phone alarm sounds, it's 7:00 a.m. and I have to get out of bed or I'll never do it, I head to the kitchen to make breakfast but I'm so sleepy that I just opt for a cup of coffee and some ham and cheese sandwiches. While I have breakfast I listen to the news and by the time I finish almost an hour has passed, I leave everything I used in the laundry to wash it later and I run to wash my face and teeth, then I choose the typical for my daily routine; jean pants, comfortable sneakers, a top and a basic jacket, I grab my backpack, I make sure I have everything I need, and go to the bus stop. On the way I put on my headphones, connect them to my cell phone and when I play, "baby one more time" starts to sound, nothing better than starting the day with music. The bus arrives, I find a free seat next to the window, I look through it and being a little from my destination I feel that someone is calling me, I look around looking for a familiar face but I cannot find it. I get to work somewhat pensive because I'm sure I feel someone calling me, I go up to the elevator and automatically dial the 5th floor, which is where I work with my team, the doors open, I look up thinking someone would enter but there was no one so I look at which floor the elevator indicates, just at that moment I notice how clueless I am and I get down quickly before the doors close.

As I enter I mark my entrance, it is still early so I go to our rest room and meet Jake, today he is wearing black jeans and that black leather jacket that looks so good on him. I greet him with a kiss on the cheek and I sit next to him, I close my eyes and sigh trying to forget what happened to me on the bus but at that moment Jake takes one of my headphones.

- Are you okay? – he asks.

Jake is my best friend and the only one who knows about my dreams, so I tell him what I remembered about my dream and what happened on the bus, then he reminds me that something similar had happened to me before, but instead of feeling that someone was calling me what happened was that through the window instead of seeing the streets of New York, what I saw was a man from behind next to a horse; to be honest on that occasion I remember feeling emotion as if I was going to meet that person.

- What do you think? – I ask him.

When he is going to answer, Andrea enters the room, greets us and begins to say that she almost missed the bus because one of her shoes broke and she had to run to change them.

It is almost time to start working so everyone is arriving; working at Golden Tv is a great experience, not only because we know the celebrities who come as guests to the programs or because of the work experience you get, but also because being part of the team of the series that the channel produces, we have direct contact with some well-known actors and managers, we are even friends with some of them and that helps you find out about job offers if you want to work at some point as a special effects makeup artist or for a film company. It is 10:00 am and we all start with our daily routine, Jake is going to check his camera as well as Sam; They are both a cameraman, Andrea and I really work together since she is a stylist and I am a makeup artist, before any program the guests pass through our hands so we always have the opportunity to treat them. While I'm organizing the makeup Andrea asks: