Alriet: When Love Happens

CHAPTER 06

2011

Friendship is to secure the hand when the other needs,it is to face the suffering, and it is to share the happy moments, the dreams,and nightmares.

Harriet

I always found that I was an isolated person of the world because of the conditions by which I was submitted since I was born. My parents were always travelling and, consequently, I was. They had always given me the best and much attention. My parents gave me everything, but I knew that I lacked something. E, for incredible that she seems, they had also noticed this.

It made one year that had stabilized me fixedly in a country, a house, a city... I did not like the idea to live with my grandmothers and to have that to stay far from my parents, but I needed a place which to come back everyday and to have certainty that this would go to remain for a lasting period. This was the consequence to desire a thing in such a way. You always are subject to lose something to could to conquer what as much wants.

I did not have accurately lost. My parents had not died nor nothing, but since they had decided to leave me to have a normal life, them they passed most of time far from me consequently, got little time with me. What it saddened me, because I was a lot which glued together them. As much that in we everyday say them for telephone.

He made one year that had formed me, in the start, I found that I would not think the profession that as much desired, but was so obvious what I wanted to make, when I chose the course who would go to study, I couldn't to stop to think about this, he was counting the days, hours and minutes.

It lacked little more than one month still to start the class in the Free University of Brussels. I was anxious, I am clearly, because I had determined that profession would go to follow when fifteen years had, I only waited to conclude my study how much before. E arrived so waited moment and I did not have more nails, because I bit them of as much anxiety. Whoa lot helped me to pass the time was Alec. By the way, it helped to occupy my mind. Then, I always went until the house of it, when my anxiety dominated me.

Alec did not criticize me I to be of the skill that was. It simply accepted me, without making criticizes my eccentricities. That I was not fancy or thing of the type, but I was, say, confused and I called a little the attention because of my hair. By the way, the people were in the habit of them to look at when we walked for there, in the street.

I, the red-haired girl, well low to the side of it and Alec, good, it was the high, thin boy and oaf little long hair. I always said it, that we were good pair. An excluded pair is clearly, but that it had a little of attractive. Everybody looked at for us. It was until interesting.

We were decorators of books of Agatha Christie pox life! - And we liked the same musics. It did not have the lesser possibility not to be friends. When it knocked down me in the day that in we know them, I knew that I would be forever. I knew a little above all what he happened in the world and it, touched guitar and sang a lot well. Finally I clouded hear it to touch and to sing.

Certain time, I arrived in its house without informing and Lili left me to enter, it had said me that Alec was in the room assaying some new music and same calling for it while went up the satires, it she did not answer me. Then I opened the door of the room on the sly, not to confuse it. When I entered in the room, I leaned the door and I leaned myself in it, crossing the arms. Appreciating. It was when I discovered that it had returned me its fan. I did not only say this for it.

Its voice was serious and combined with the music that it touched. The rhythm guided me for a world that did not know. The sensation that it provided to me singing at that moment, was indescribable.