Zayn was still kneeling next to me. Holding my hand. His eyes were sad and teary. If I woke now, I would feel bad for disobeying him. I knew this all happened because of me. He had warned me and now I made him grief-stricken and heart-broken. I was lifeless. I was feeling sorry for Zayn. I had not only hurt myself, but him too. And probably my parents too. I sat on the other side of myself and watched. I was about to cry too.
WAIT A MINUTE! Did I just say I was sitting next to myself crying? My soul was just hovering near the scene. I hadn't much time so I needed to think quickly about a way to get myself back. I was not ready to leave yet. Not just now. I was now full on crying. I sat down again hopelessly. I watched as Zayn took me into his arms and kissed me through tears. I cried even more at the sight of this. I could almost feel his lips caressing mine. I felt his soft lips and his warm touch.
WAIT ANOTHER MINUTE! I could feel this? This was all happening too fast. First I could see my own body, then I can feel the things around me? Whoa! I could use this to my advantage! I started calling out to Zayn to see if he could hear me. He did not. I had another idea. I ran up to the closest tree. I frantically tapped, hit, kicked, and did everything I could to make lots of noise. He seemed to notice it, but he was too busy mourning over me. I made a harder attempt. He finally looked up. I kept kicking and hitting until he came over. I took several little twigs and started spelling out words on the ground. I wrote:
Zayn dear! It is I! Crystal! You must help me! I waited for him to read it. Then I took the same twigs and re-wrote another letter.
I am only a soul now. I see and feel you and myself. He looked confused.
I do not know how this is possible. Please help.
If someone saw him here like this, he would look like a maniac. There was a young lady one the ground, passed out, and he was talking to a bush. Oh yea, real mature!
He looked like he was talking to himself when he said: Alright then! What shall I do? How do I do it?
I started to use magic to spell out words instead but, unfortunately, that didn't work in this dimension.
I spelt out: My magic does not work here. Go to the....
I gathered more little twigs and tried to finish the sentence.
.....witches hut & ask her about this.
He agreed almost immediately. He started to run when he came back near the bush.
Zayn: Two questions, what shall I do with your body? I cannot just leave it here! People will be looking for you! An second, how do I get out of here?
I did not think about that. I thought and I thought of something.
Go over the bushes...... climb..... leave me here... i will sit and wait....... I spelt out.
He tried to climb and he succeeded. He took one look back at my body, and disappeared. I sat and waited... after all, that was all I could do...........
