@PrincessOfMidnight, this is for you. Don’t judge x
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Ladies and Gentlemen, make way for:
X Of Faith and Hope X
Chapter 7: Life only ever gets stranger.
Enjoy::
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Every ending is a new beginning ~ Unknown
Death felt quite relaxing - so soothing and calming.
You didn't have to worry about anything; all you could see was black- darkness upon darkness...
I didn't know if my eyes were open or closed, for all I saw was darkness. After god knows how many eternities, my eyes were suddenly blinded with stunning light.
“What the hell” I shrieked. Was this god? Was I meeting god?
“Blondie is awake!” a familiar voice yelled.
Only one person called me that… -Michael. Does that mean he’s dead too?
I started to panic as I felt a hand touch my cheeks. Oh god! Please don’t throw me in hell!
I painfully forced my eyes open and was met with familiar tear filled golden-brown hazel eyes. Why were they filled with tears? What was wrong with the after-life? The Michael I knew was annoying and seemed very heartless…
No wonder the ancient Egyptians had messed up ideas about the after-life…
Michael’s hair laws dishevelled, like he hasn’t slept for a long time. He wore a messy white school shirt with his purple school blazer wrapped aimlessly around his neck. His trainers were of an expensive brand but they looked grubby. Although his appearance was in desperate need of ironing, he surprisingly looked even greater than usual.
I have to admit I was jealous of that. Jealous indeed…
“Ella! I’m so happy you’re awake” He gently gripped on to my nearest hand.
“Ella?” I scrunched my nose up in confusion.
“Yes, I would’ve called you Blondie, but you’re hair doesn’t look blonde anymore because of all the…-and besides, your name is Danielle right?” He smiled down at me, revealing his dimples.
“Michael, how did you die?” I guess curiosity did kill the cat. Was he killed during a robbery after all he was rich. Or maybe his stubborn attitude got him killed. Ha! I always knew that his cocky attitude would be the death of him.
“What are you saying? I think you bumped your head to hard. But don’t you worry, the hallucinations and memory loss will go away- just let me call you a nurse or doctor” His eyes looked so sincere; I momentarily forgot what he had said.
“What?” I shrieked, unable to comprehend what’s going on.
“Shush Ella; too much noise isn’t good for you, especially in the state you’re in.” He placed his index finger on my lips, successfully shushing me.
The sensations of his touch made my lips alight. It was as though it was bonfire night was being celebrated in them.
Now, I seriously needed medical assistance.
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Of Faith and Hope (#Watty's 2014)
Teen Fiction"I'm Danielle Parker, I am fifteen years old. I enjoy having fun and running." I stuttered. Yeah, this is what happens when you start a new school. At least that’s what I think happens to other people too. Danielle Parker never thought she’d end up...
