Saving Michael

The feeling of being free

Here's an edit of me and my sunshine☀️💕
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I jerk awake as I feel the descending of the plane. I grab my chest and I swear you can feel it beating a million beats a second. I take deep breaths trying to calm myself. I had a horrible dream. I was on a pane and we were crashing. I know it had to do with the descending of the plane. Maybe it was my subconscious trying to wake me up, well if that's the case it sure as hell did. "You took quite a scare, yeah?" I jump and see the old lady sitting next to me giving me a warm smile. I smile back at her. "Yeah, just a weird dream." She gives me her reassuring smile. "Do you believe in paranormal activities?" I give her a surprised look. That was a really weird and random question. "Yeah, why do you ask?" She looks at my neck and I immediately grab my necklace. It's a ouija symbol. "Oh, haha, I forgot I was wearing this necklace." She has the same smile plastered on her face. "So you believe in people that can sense stuff? Like 6th senses?" I give her a confused look yet again, "You mean like fortune tellers?" Her smile grew wider. "Exactly." I nod my head in approval, "Yeah, I believe." She gives me a weird look. "Sweetie ever since I boarded this plane you have given me a powerful energy vibe. May I read your fortune?" I go dumbfounded. "Uh, yeah. Sure go ahead." I don't really know what's happening or if this is really happening, but what's the worse that can happen? She can either give me a true fortune or a misleading fortune... Either way I don't lose anything. She grabs my hands and closes her eyes. She holds my hands for a few minutes before dropping them. "Dear, you have a beautiful future ahead of you. Remember to alway follow your heart. You have great things in store for you." As I sit there shocked and staring at her, she gets up and exits the now landed plane. Before I regain control over my body she is already gone. I am the last one to exit the plane in a confused dazed mess. I look for any sign of the elderly woman, but they're no luck. I go to luggage pick up and carry my bags. I already arranged for a taxi to pick me up when I landed so when I exit the airport I put my luggage in the trunk and jump in the back seat. I take out my phone and call my parents as the taxi is pulling away. I tell them I have landed and I am on my way to the hotel and hang up. I am jet lagged. As the driver pulls up to my hotel that I reserved a room at I take out my wallet and give him his money plus a $10 tip. He smiles up at me and drives off. I walk through the huge revolving doors of the hotel and check in at the front desk. The employee hands me my key with a warm smile and says, "Have a nice stay." I smile at her and walk to the elevator and press the button with a 17 on it because my room is located on the seventeenth floor. Before the door closes a boy jams himself through the small opening. My eyes meet his beautiful green ones and my chest tightens as I see his beautiful smile. His lips are so red and plump. I imagine they taste like cherries or raspberries. I glance once more to them. Defiantly cherries. My stomach is fluttering. This boy is so cute. Like modern day cute, boyish cute. But at the same time, he's a dime in a pile of dust. I can't take my eyes off of him. We shoot glance at each other until the elevator stops and he gets off, but not before sending me a smirk. I feel my heart beat rapidly increasing. As the door closes I release a breath I didn't know I was holding. I mentally slap myself. I didn't even introduce myself. He probably thought I was a weird creep. He was so different. His eyes were green, but not just green. They had traces of blue and they were light and blended so well. They reminded me of a mint color. His lips were very plump and red like he was wearing cherry lip gloss. His smile was like the moon, it could shine in the darkest of places. His hair was, very uhm, unique? It was one of a kind that's for sure. It was blonde on the sides and and a black stripe going down the middle. He was one of a kind. I didn't even realize the elevator doors had opened. I grabbed my bags and scurried to my room. Room number 17:38. I stick my key into the door and unlock it while dragging my luggage behind me. I hear the click of the door, signaling it shut. I place my luggage down and run to lock the door. I am too tired and jet lagged to unpack or do anything so I go straight to the freshly made bed. To my surprise the mattress is just right. Firm but soft. I think of what I should do first tomorrow as I lay in bed. Maybe I'll go sight seeing? No. I know! I'll go to the beach. Yes, that's what I'll do. Go tan and cool off in the water. I plug my phone up and put it on charge as I lay back down into the bed and let sleep overtake my senses.....
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So guys, I just wanted to say I am aware that some of you may be going through a hard time. I know I had a rough life. Here's some of my past. When I was around the age five my parents divorced. My mom took me and my 2 siblings. We were locked in a bedroom for days at a time. We were only allowed out when we were going to school. My dad somehow gained guardianship over us and took us with him. Then he found a new girlfriend and remarried. In the process of getting remarried he forgot about me, my sister and brother. He started a new family without us. He simply didn't care anymore. My grandparents kept me and my brother. My little sister went and stayed with our mom. I stayed with my grandparents until age 9. Then they divorced. I was forced to go live with my mom. I lived with her and ended up moving 9 times and going to 15 different schools in just 5 short years. I have been the new kid 15 different times. My mom and her boyfriend would always fight. Their fights always consisted of arguments, yelling, fighting (physically) flying objects, and us moving. Well finally my mom got arrested I was sent back to my papaw and his new wife. Now my life is amazing. I'm 15 now and I've been with them for a whole year. I've never been this happy. So guys I know what it's like having a hard life. This is just some of my past, not all of it. I didn't have anyone to help me through it. If any of you ever need me I'm here. No matter what time or day. I will be here contact me if you need me. I will gladly give you my number, my snapchat, my IG, my Facebook. Anything to help you. If you're reading this right now remember that I love you and I care. Stay strong beautiful.💕