It all began, approx six months ago, after I was involved in a 'hit and run' incident. I had just stepped off the school bus and was struggling to carry my bag, coat and guitar case when my iPhone rang. I looked down, it was Lily, one of my besties calling me.
"Hey Bae, Whats Up! I'm still waiting for that bloody Dennis to text me back it's been like 4 hours now! All he has to do is just say something like 'Hey baby, miss you', which would take him like, all of oh, 30 seconds. And I saw that slut Narcissa Wallaby all over him on the bus, well she can take her big fat ugly ass all the way back to......".
After this, all I can remember hearing was a loud revving noise and a white van come tearing towards me.....
Bang! Crash! Smash!
I blacked out!
When I opened my eyes, I was laying down in the road feeling confused. I didn't feel any pain just felt a slight twinge in my head and chest.
At that moment, I had this strange vision. I swear I could see a tiny fairy. She was wearing a crimson red shimmering dress and had huge heart- shaped wings and was flying frantically above me.
Although as she flew a little closer, I could see she had tears flowing in her eyes. Her wings were broken, tattered and torn and her heart was bleeding.
Suddenly, I felt an icy cold wind blowing through my hair. I looked up, and hovering above me I could see a small 'geek like' girl wearing a pair of enormous black, thick-rimmed, nerdy glasses.
The girl was pacing up and down anxiously on this little black, 'brain' like thunder cloud. The dark cloud made a loud, crashing sound then a jagged bolt of lightning flashed frantically beneath it! At the side of her head, she had a deep cut which was bleeding heavily. The nerdy girl trembled as the storm cloud began to rumble louder and louder. Another bolt of lightning struck, sending a shockwave of power and causing the cloud to spin out of control. She held on tightly as if her life depended on it.
And then I blacked out (again).
Apparently, as I lay in the roadside I was given C.P.R. However, in my dream-like fantasy, it was Romeo Beckham, who was my knight in shining armour. He gallantly raced to my side to give me the kiss of life, then his eyes locked with mine and (oops, now I am getting somewhat sidetracked here, so I had better get back to my story before I get onto a whole new scenario altogether).
I was rushed to hospital with the blue and red light flashing and the siren's screaming. Apparently I almost died several times and I lay in a coma.
Much to my family and friend's relief, after three days, I woke up from my coma on Christmas Eve at 11:11 p.m. Maybe there really is something magical in the air that time of year! I can remember watching my parent's faces light up with pure love and seeing the happiness shining in their eyes.
However, what I didn't tell anyone was....
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Hi, I'm a newbie and really excited to be here. I'm looking forward to getting to know lots of you and making new friends too. I have read lots of stories on here, simply amazing! You are inspiring, imaginative and super talented. Here's hoping to one day be as successful as so many of you are.'HEAD IS A MESS, HEART IS A WRECK' is my first story. I am feeling a little anxious and nervous about 'putting it out there' into the big wide world, but my favorite quote and one I live by is:-
'Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step...'
I am a songwriter, so writing is my passion. I love to be creative and let my imagination go crazy.Please feel free to vote, like, follow and comment (respectfully and constructively please, as I know there will be errors too). It is always so inspiring and motivating to receive positive feedback and to know people have taken the time to read my story. I will update as often as I can.
I look forward to following your journeys and stories too. Best Debbie x
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