The strange path ・*:.。.Part One.。.:*・

Hai all…

yesterday i was siting at my balcony listening to my favorite songs.

when a story cross my mind.

i picked up my Pencil (i only like to write with Pencils tho (─‿‿─)) and started to write it down on my notebook. 

well i used to write some short stories before but in my motherland languages.

so, this my first try in English.

and i only thought about it yesterday so, i don’t think it’s really big deal.

this is the first part (i was to sleepy to continue writing (ノ)´∀`(ヾ))

give me you Opinion.o(〃^▽^〃)o

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The strange path …

It’s been a while since that day, whenever thing end.

When the world become dead, when it become with no color in her eyes.

It’s been a while and she still remembers every single second of it, she still sees it like it happening right now.

That horrible accident, the spark of the broken glass, the smell of the burning gas, the sound of the cold milt iron.

The last light of her mother’s eyes while she was falling off.

Even when she was dying she still worries about her.

At that moment, her mother said something but she couldn’t hear it because she was shock frozen, she couldn’t shout or even cry, her emotions become blank.

Every one talked about that sad accident.

When the bridge broke and a family car fall over the valley.

The mother has died in that accident and the father remain alive cause the care safety bellow and had been sent to the hospital where he fell in a coma for a moth then he died due his bad injury.

The only survivor was a 15 year girl was found on the side of the broken bridge, the witness said that the mother throw her daughter from the car door while the car was fallen but she couldn’t escape with her.

People felt sad and sorry for that girl for her lost while the whole accident kept repeating over and over on her head.

Her aunt toke the charge of raising her after that accident.

She was like a corps without a soul, the light in her eyes become fade, nothing matter to her any more, and her aunt had a hard time to make her back for a little bit to the living world.

A year after that she return to her studies and her school life, but still when the day of the accident come her soul become empty and the fact that she can’t see her mother any more or that she can’t say sorry after the fight they had on that day hunted her like a knife in her heart.

Day by day she lives her live with that memory, and day by day started to learn how to bear it.

It’s been 4 year since that tragedy accident aunt now phona has become a first year collage girl.

She decide to get into an art collage to become an artist since the drawing help her a lot to forget a little of her pain.

She made a few friends and started to blend more in society.

Little by little her aunt knows that she will pass through her bad feeling and helped her to open her heart again.

It’s a midnight now and Phona was preparing herself for her art collage entrance test.

She felt really tired but she made her best to do the work.

Tomorrow should be OK  she has to pass the test to get in that collage, and that the path that she chose for herself.

“Well I have to be fully prepared, nothing should be wrong for tomorrow” she said to herself.

After she finished her last touch on her painting she looked outside to see the full moon glowing in front of her, but somehow it seems like his color a little pit pale than its usual.

But well it maybe because the weather today she assume.

Her eyes slowly become heaver and she started to feel sleepy so, she sat down in front of her table and lent her head to the window.

Her eyes kept looking to the moon while the view become more fade, her eyes couldn’t stay open much longer and she surrender herself to the dream land fast.

When she opens her eyes the view around her was soo much surprising that made her head spin a little.

“Where am I?!”

“What is this place?!”

“And how did I ended up here?!”

Everything around her was strange; she found herself in place that she never seen before.

For her it looks like she was standing on the cloud.

She searches the place with her eyes to see if there something that can help her understand but nothing seems to be there.

Suddenly she notice a person shadow standing in the way side in front of her.

Her heart starts to beat really fast, her breath become heaver and a cold wave cross her entire body.

“What should I do?!”

“Why I ended up in this situation?!”

“Is this a dream, and who is that person?!”

Questions kept running in her head nonstop.

What should she do she asked herself, if she decided to run she will never know to where.

She doesn’t recognize any thing around her.

The shadow didn’t move so, she toke a deep breath and clear her mind.

“Maybe he is not that bad?!”

“Maybe he could help me out?!”

Step by step slowly she make her way to that shadow,  while he started to become more clear to her eyes, she saw a tall man with a long dark cape, his face was hidden under the cape hat so she didn’t see his details .

He didn’t make a single movement while she was approaching him.

“E… excuse… me sir…” her voice was shaking and she was really confuse already.

‘You’re really brave to get this close to some strange man’

His voice make her heart stopped for a second, she froze still and she lose her voice of fear,

Could he hurt her, what should she do, it was careless of her to get this close even though he never looked harmless.

‘Don’t worry… am not here to hurt you’

“Wha…” his voice right now seems familiar to her, who is this person.

 “Am… actually I guess am lost here, I don’t remember how I end up in this place, I believe this is some kind of mistake, Could you please help me?!”

She holds her hand tight while she waited for his replay.

‘Mistake?! Your suppose to be here, there is no mistake about that’

What is this man saying?! Suppose to be here? this is mistake.

“Wha….what are you saying?! How come it’s not mistake?! I have never seen this place before and unless it’s not dream it must be mistake”

She was trembling while she was talking and she hardly standing on her legs.

He must be notice that because he started to talk to her with more kind voice.

‘Phona… listen to me carefully, you’re here cause there something you should know, something really important’

Phona?! He called her by her name didn’t he?!

How possible could he know her name, who is this man?!

Moreover what the important thing that she should know?!

“H…how did you know my name?!, who are you?!”

Please tell me …

‘It doesn’t matter who am I, am here to warn you about something and that all I can tell you right now.’

Warn me?! What’s going on here?!

“What are you talking about?!”

‘Phona… look carefully to what I’ll show you, cause you life in danger Phona’

Danger?! My Life?!

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Phona: the name of the main character, it’s a short name of Phonex

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End of the first part

 (ી(΄◞ิ౪◟ิ‵)ノ

 

The strange path ・*:.。.Part Two.。.:*・

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. a friend
    Jun 30, 2013 @ 12:43:51

    your story is really attractive, and I liked a lot, and there are outstanding
    waiting for next
    have a good day

    Reply

  2. Trackback: The strange path ・*:.。.Part Two.。.:*・ | Violet Wave Soul

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