Literature homework name it if u want

The Colour and the Shape

We met two years ago, she was young, I was weak, then she came and we started talking, don't ask the how but I started to feel something deep, like I was waking up from a coma, but I didn't pay attention, I just focused on the career I had spent 3 years on by that time, and I continued my life like normal, even though that feeling started growing and growing slowly and I just couldn't stop it. We lost contact with each other for a long time.

I was about to finish my studies when suddenly she appeared in my way again, there she was, smiling at someone that she hardly knew, then I stopped, we talked for about an hour or so, and I offered her to walk her home, what I didn't know was the future that was ahead of me, I kept walking to the bus station and somebody just stopped me and asked me the time, I saw my clock and it was 3:15, he said, really? Is it that late? I didn't answer and I looked at the road in front of me, the bus was coming and the people seemed upset, I heard them murmuring that the bus was arriving really late, I didn't take it very seriously and I got on the bus, the people were complaining with the bus driver and he just listened. I had had a very long day, so I closed my eyes and leaned my head on the window. I arrived earlier to my house than any other day, there wasn't traffic and I took a different path to get to my home.

Me and the girl chatted over night, but I must have been really tired, because I remember a whole different conversation than the one that my phone showed. I took a shower and I made breakfast for myself and my dog Atom, he loved to eat, and I don't blame him, all those muscles and force must come from something, right?

The next day I had an exam, it seemed unimportant among the others that I had made, but still I was nervous, because it was the final one, but I didn't give up, I put my leather jacket on, and I grabbed my backpack and phone, and there I was, walking down the street, with my head up and the sun shining on my face, but she appeared one more time, and told me something that kept me going in circles for the rest of the day, I wouldn't had minded if that little feeling, that little seed hat was planted on my head hadn't been there, growing

I fell down, and I woke up in the hospital, the doctors said that I fainted, but I didn't believe them, it was something else, and I was sure about it, but I had to continue, I realized that they wouldn't believe what I was thinking, so I stayed in the hospital, I called my friends, I told them what happened, or at least what the doctors said that happened and I kept living the lie I had created.

I had to find the girl, she would know what happened, I said, and that's what I did, but it was all gone, no contact on my phone, no profile on Facebook, no photos, no nothing.

I went to her apartment, I knocked at her door, and a guy opened, I'm searching for Marie, is she at home? I said, and then he said: I don't know who are you talking about, she was gone, but I insisted; I visited this place about a week ago, and a girl named Marie lived here, but he also insisted; I live here, in this apartment, alone with my 7-year-old son, I don't know the person that you're looking for, I've been living here for a year now, you must have confused the apartment, or the building... I had no other choice than leave, and I left while I was asking myself, am I going mad? All that I lived for, the effort, the time, all... gone? My dreams, my family and friends, all part of a mysterious mass of nonsense?

No, said her voice at a distance, you have a life, don't you remember? You have a job, and a family, and a pretty wife I must say, then I turned back and there she was, her eyes were shining, as if my mind was making me see something through them, and then I got closer, and there it was, my consciousness, hiding behind those yellow eyes, and it was telling me to look around, and I looked, my children playing and my wife smiling, at someone she hardly knew, and I knew I had to give up this life, I had to come back to the place I used to live, to the place I used to be happy in. And I started a ride that I would never revive, a trip to my life.

I faded and reappeared on a boat, the boat moved randomly and it was unstable, but I was lost, it was a big lake, and the light was tiny, I could barely see things at a distance, and it was cold, I was lost, but at a distance a sound that worried me more was touching my ears, it was water falling, and the boat was moving fast, I cursed a lot, and jumped on the water I wasn't sure what I was going to find down there, but it wasn't my end, I hoped.

And it wasn't, but it wasn't the end of the road either, the water was gone but my clothes were sopping, I was laying on sand and the sun was burning my skin, I got up and walked, the water soon started to evaporate and I felt lighter and lighter until I just started to get tired, and eventually I fell on the ground, I was dying of thirst, but soon I recovered and opened my eyes, to hear you crying and the machines beeping, and I realized that my trip was done.

—We've been waiting for you for two years, —said Stella with a sad smile—

—I was waiting for it too; I just didn't know it, but I'm glad to be at home with you and the kids, —said Mark happily—

—We're glad to be with you again, Mark —replied Stella with relief—