Compilation

Oasis' view

   I have always been very shy, I'm not going to lie to you, but I'm also everything but crazy; she was real and I am sure of that. Everything started this past spring. I was starting college but because I moved I was attending a college out of the city. I graduated, therefore, my friends were also far far away from me. As I said I am very shy, I usually don't talk to people, well I just don't talk to people at all. That is the truth. I am used to be called freak, weird and everything you can imagine. Me not talking to people, I believe, has to do with being an only child and be raised by a single mom. There was not much to talk about. I am very introvert as you may see. I got a scholarship and at that moment I knew everything was going to be complicated.
   I remember my first week, I had this roommate, I spoke to him on the first day and that's it. I think me studying graphic design can give you the image of who I am, a complete nerd. My days were pretty much the same until I met her. I always walked down to this quiet hall that had several tables with chairs, great internet connection and a place to charge my laptop. I was always designing something different, I was working at the time at several websites as a developer. That place was perfect for me, I was by myself because I think no one knew about it. I didn't have to talk to anyone, I was happy in my very own world.
    But one day changed everything, that may answer the fact that I am here talking to you. I was walking as usual to my spot when I turned the corner and saw a girl sitting in "my chair". I looked astonished, how did she even got there. But she was beautiful, she had this beautiful honey blonde curls that made her look so feminine, her eyebrows complimented beautifully her dark brown eyes. Her right hand was softly holding a water bottle while the left hand was playing with a pencil as she was reading something on her binder. I remember her wearing a red sweater that day. She was a natural beauty, but that was my spot. I walked towards her she didn't realize I was there until I was awfully close. She looked up to me as I was saying to her in a joyful manner that she had stolen my spot, that I always sit there. I believe the anger won over my shyness because I don't talk to people, and never to a stranger. She softly laughed and said that it was ok, that she will move to another table. I obviously said no because after all, I am a gentleman. Then she asked me to sit. I admit I blushed but accepted the invitation. I sat down with a complete stranger but I felt somehow happy. We started to chat, she asked me the usual; my name, my birthday, my major, where I was from, my favorite color, if I had siblings. We went from talking to each other to laughing very quickly. But my class was starting an I had to leave. I got up and started walking as she waved goodbye.
   The next day the same happened. Weeks went through and I went from being alone to have a friend on campus. She used to bring me breakfast here and there, I made her several drawings as gifts. She gave me a bracelet with my name on it. She knew every one of my secrets. We had a very deep connection even though I just saw her every day in the same spot in the same space of time, she always sat in my chair that eventually wasn't mine anymore and became hers. I started to fall for her, fall really hard. I was In Love, I didn't think that was possible at all. Me falling in love?! Not a chance. But there she was, smiling at me every single day, treating me like a normal person.
   Then one day I decided to tell her my feelings, it was almost the end of the semester, I decided to let her know how meaningful she was for me. That day I went to our spot a little bit earlier than usual. I was nervous waiting for her, my hands were all sweaty. That day she didn't appear at all, I even missed my class just waiting for her, I left her chair empty just in case, but she didn't appear. Not that day, not the day after, not that week. I started to worry, that's when I talked to a security from school and he took me to the camera's room to check the previous week recordings so in that way we had a picture to show to everyone around the school in case she disappeared. But at that moment I knew something was really wrong. The security showed me several recordings from previous weeks, I was there, but she wasn't, it appeared that I was talking to myself, I was alone, the chair was empty. You explain to me how is that possible, how can she look so real and don't be. That was the moment that my life changed. The security thought I needed to be mentally treated and he called you behind my back. I am not crazy, just explain to me the fact of having this bracelet, does this look real to you?! It does to me. - James was telling his psychiatrist and showing him his bare arm.