Fallen Angels: Hidden Voice (ON HOLD)

A Friendly Crowd

Chapter 4: A Friendly Crowd

Imagine for a second that ever since you can remember you’ve lived in a really big place and you’ve only been in around four of its rooms. Imagine that the only people you’ve met are adults that torture you and record your every movement. Imagine that, until today, you’d never actually been spoken to by one of them. Imagine that the most noise you’ve ever heard at one time is one man whispering to another. Your whole life has been quite and serene with almost no company. Imagine that someone just opened two oak doors in the same place. This place that you have lived your whole life; you are expecting them to open onto a wide open plain. A plain covered with grass, bordered on three sides by buildings and a fence on the other.

Imagine that what you actually find is a grassy plain covered in people. Most of them are kids/teens ranging from five (I’m one of the youngest there) to somewhere around twenty-three by the looks of them. This is what I find, and they are being so loud that I can’t help but shudder with fright.

All of a sudden I’ve gone from my quite, peaceful entity (only broken by my cries every once in a while) to a loud, and ruckus of a garden.

Someone around 18 is standing nearby. Jerry told him to look after me. For a minute this stranger just stared at me, taking me in. Suddenly though, he burst out laughing which made me go into tears.

I was five for Christ’s sake! This was just too much information for me to register in one day.

As I cried I sank down to my knees on the floor. My hair covered my face and my body like a protective blanket.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and the boy who laughed at me said, “Hey, don’t cry. I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad or anything. It’s just that…well…..I don’t know, I guess I just wanted a good laugh.”

He waited for me to slow down on my crying before continuing to talk, “My name is Derek. How would you like me to introduce you to everyone else?”

That’s when I realized two things: 1) Everyone had stopped talking and was gathered around us in a quiet circle and 2) There was someone who wasn’t here before.

“Yes please,” I said but I could barely pay attention to the names he listed of; pointing at specific people. I was too busy staring at the new-comer. He looked just a few years older than me. He had messy brown hair and I couldn’t place my finger on why he was new to this crowd. Fore some reason I could just tell that he didn’t belong here. It was as if this wasn’t his crowd.

Derek noticed my gaze and asked, “Someone caught your eye?”

A few people in the crowd snickered, but I didn’t understand why. But in the moment I looked up at Derek and back to where the boy had been, he was gone