Story Excerpt: Rebirth Chapter 4

Boom. Boom. “Keep up if you want to live, don’t get attacked by shrapnel”. Her small legs could barely walk correctly let alone run at a grown man’s speed. “Do not fall behind!” She hiccuped as another explosion went off and they finally exited the grass. Across the black tarred street were crowds of people peering into a window. “Come on Isis don’t look just go” He urged and pushed her away but she had to look in. A flat screen TV had BREAKING NEWS flashing across it.

Videos of smoking buildings and large fires were shown. “Oh my” She saw a woman holding her chest with tears streaming down her face. Boom. They looked towards the smoke at the end of the street. The bombs were getting closer. “It’s us, we are next they already hit Europe and China, even California” A man yelled. He tugged her tight away from the paranoid crowd that was growing larger.

“Isis it is not safe we must run” He said and she followed him but not before seeing the words flashing her homes name.

New York City June 22^nd 2019

World War III

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Screams that’s all he heard and her speaking what he knew as the old language of French. “Aidez-Moi, Aidez-Moi, No Monsieur s’il vous plait ne”. “Isis wake up, wake up!” He shook her body as she lunged forward. Her small hands wrapped around his throat as she climbed on top of him. “Isis it’s me Ramon” She clenched tighter as she continued speaking French. “Mourir!” Gagging from the pain he pushed her by her right shoulder. Her hand slipped from his neck and he threw her up into the air. Falling to the floor she whimpered like a dog.

“What the hell Isis!” He yelled and rubbed his neck in comfort. She scrambled onto her knees and her eyes were filled with fear and pain. “What? What is going on” She ran a hand through her hair and looked at him her eyes flashed to fury. “You tried murdering me that is what is going on with you”. He rubbed his neck again and looked at the girl. Studying her eyes he noticed the change in them the vulnerability coming forth. “Isis-“ Shaking her hand in his face she covered her body which was still in the sheer costume. Pointing to the door he assumed she wanted him to leave and get away from her for a while.

Without a second thought he disappeared behind the door and she removed her hands from her face. The dirty smudge crossed the cheek and her eyes were red stricken. Raising her hands in defeat she placed them back into her lap with frustration. She wasn’t supposed to be emotional. It was against all the rules. Rule number one lose all attachments and did she gain a strong one. Feeling the thin material beneath her fingers.

Deciding to change into something that made her feel more like herself was the best options. Removing the gold and replacing it with the dark leather felt complete. Pushing her hair into a tight bun she was ready to get down to business. Trying her best to forget her actions beforehand and move on forward. Ramon had probably decided to go for a walk so she decided she needs a drink. Self-medicating was ok if it was with the strongest liquor out to be offered.

Signs of a Soulmate

Signs of a Soulmate

1. You’ve split up — often unpredictably and unexpectedly. Soul mates rarely experience “happily ever after” right away, despite what media and culture tells us. Often the meeting is too intense to absorb immediately, and you have to separate for a while. You find your way back though.

2. They’ve changed you for the better. The people who we are affected by the most are the ones who have changed us just by their presence in our lives overhauling everything we thought we knew and wanted. It’s not a bad thing, this is supposed to happen, usually.

3. You recognize a family member in them. This sounds strange, but in my best friends and romantic partners, I can always tell they’re going to be someone to me upon first meeting because they instantly remind me of my mom or dad or sibling — not in a creepy way, in a passing, “oh, that’s funny…” kind of way.

4. You may not have “just known” they were the one the moment you saw them, but in retrospect, you realize you did. There’s a lot of overwhelming pressure to be absolutely certain that someone is meant for you forever and ever and ever so much so that while you’re still getting to know them, and maybe can’t even decipher that much, you end up misjudging because you think you need a verdict. All in all though, you look back and realize yeah — they’re it.

5. Your worst self has come out with them, and to only them. The truest soul mates are a direct reflection of you — so they inevitably show you everything that is unhealed.

6. You recognize each other almost as though you’ve known each other before. Because you most likely have.

7. Uncanny connections between major dates (such as your births, your meeting, etc.) You were born exactly 9 months apart, you met on your brother’s birthday… there tends to be some weird synchronicity surrounding dates upon your meeting a soul mate.

8. You’ve had weird, cryptic dreams about each other prior to meeting, even if you couldn’t identify an exact face or person.

9. Or at least you’ve had an inner, gut knowing that they were coming. From a young age you were only really concerned with finding that “one person for you.” You weren’t interested in dating around like your peers, you just wanted to find that one and call it a day.

10. You met while you were young, and reunited when you were older either in actual years or just spiritual and mental maturity.

11. You recognize something when you look in their eyes and it’s basically undefinable but you don’t see it in anybody else.

12. You feel what they feel, even if you aren’t naturally empathetic. You know when something’s not right, physically or otherwise. You can sense what they’re thinking and feeling without them even indicating anything to you.

13. It’s more than just a feeling. Meeting them made you realize that romantic love — especially between soul mates — is so much more than just a fleeting, physical feeling. It’s really more of an inner, gut knowing that permeates your whole relationship, even when (and maybe especially when) you’re apart.

14. You have an intense chemistry unlike you’ve ever experienced. You’re more compelled by them than anything else, and you never went through the phases of being interested in each other, going out, etc. you just kind of were together, as though you had never been apart.

15. They’re your “home.” You realize that “home” is the person or place you always want to return to, and they’re it for you.

16. Despite everything, you realize that it could be no other way — the choice has already been made. You may love other people in life. You could theoretically spend your life happily with a thousand other people, but you know you’re not supposed to. In this sense, it’s never a matter of forcing the relationship to work, but just letting it unfold as you know, even without physical evidence, it’s supposed to.

Goals for 2014 - 2015

In the summer my Best Friend Ariel and I do predictions for the year that we would love to accomplish. Some are ones she gave me and others are some I came up with on my own. So far I already accomplished one which was to go back to school. I am now on my way to receiving my third degree!

1. Accept Happiness  [Accomplished March 2015]
2. Go back to school [Accomplished October 2014]
3. Be a great Mother  [Accomplished December 2014]
4. Take the proper steps to purchase my House
5. Build good credit [Accomplished March 2015]
6. Write more [Accomplished November 2014]
7. Take more risk  [Accomplished August 2015]
8. Learn a new skill
9. Spend more time with people [Accomplished June 2015]
10. Travel 

2014 NaNoWriMo Winner

NaNoWriMo 2014 Winner

The hardest year I ever had to endure to write but I accomplished this. Next stop? Motherhood!

Story Excerpt: Breaking Down Part II - Nanowrimo 2014

He threw Cole’s jacket upon the couch and watched the hyper three year old zoom past him.
“Cole!” Daniel scolded and the little boy giggled before collapsing onto the couch. 

Grabbing his iPhone from his jacket pocket Daniel dialed his sister’s number. Awaiting the tumulus rings he heard her chipper voice and laughed. 

“Mels”

 “What is up Twin!” Her laughter bellowed over the phone and he chuckled.

“Auntie Mel it’s me!” Cole yelled from across the room and waved. 

Daniel shook his head and walked into his small kitchen and opened a cabinet.

“How is the apartment?”  She asked as he did a 360 degree turn.

 “Its … great” He forced out and closed his eyes. 

“Just was wondering if you coming into town for my Graduation” He asked.

“Of course as long as you fly to see mines and bring my adorable nephew” Melanie demanded.

“Of course so you will be back in Sound Plains this Saturday?” She hesitated before responding and announced she would be proud to see him graduate. 

After a few more minutes of small talk about school and college life they parted goodbyes and Daniel looked around his small kitchen. It wasn’t ideal and it wasn’t what he wanted. It would have to do for now considering his circumstances.

Four years ago he lost the love of his life and only daughter to The Fallen. It angered him inside but he had to keep that part of him in control. Cole didn’t know of that world and right now he wasn’t ready to expose it to him. Thinking of the happy little boy who was probably running amuck in the living room brought a smile to his lips.

Wanting to give him nothing but the best he worked hard over the past four years to graduate from Sound Plains College. 

Once he had a degree in his hand he can upgrade from the small apartment and into a bigger and better place. It wasn’t as the apartment was not sufficient; it had the necessity a bathroom, kitchen living room and a bedroom for them to sleep in.

Knowing his parents offered him to stay in their home he just couldn’t bring himself to burden them. They were finally free of children and to bring a newborn into that it wasn’t fair. While he was off to Sound Plains U which was just downtown from his old home. Melanie got in to UCLA way across the United States while he stood behind.

Gabriella and Vincent decided to backpack through the world and learn more. Lia decided to go off to the University of Miami while Theo went Texas of A&M University. It was weird after Charlotte’s death everyone decided to go off their separate ways. No one wanted to stay behind and mourn the death of a loved one. Granted it was a selfish thing because they all decided to be friends but summer came around.

They all started to disappear slowly and tethered away from one another. It used to be four hour long Instant Messaging conversations and emails that were two pages long. Now it was five to ten minute phone conversations and Holiday text messages. Hopefully once everyone graduated they would return home and feel right at last. Hearing the tiny running footsteps he turned to his son who was grinning.

“Daddy tell me a story about Mama”

Daniel scooped the little boy into his lap and played with the tiny curls on his head.

“Well remember when I told you your Mama died giving birth to your sister and we lost her too?” He asked. Cole nodded sadly and pulled at his jeans. 

“Well right before she passed she held you in her arms and whispered that she loved you the most” Daniel said as Cole smiled.

“She was pretty right?”

“Way pretty prettier than an Angel”. 

Cole laughed and clapped his hands together before running off to play again. It killed Daniel to talk about Charlotte but Cole asked all the time. It was the hardest on him to grow up without his mother. Question constantly flew from his mouth about her and he even asked to look at pictures of her.

He was brought out of his thoughts by a ringing of his phone and noticed it wasn’t a familiar number. 

“Hello?”

Missing Snow Days

The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?

- J. B. Priestley

Story Excerpt: Note

Note

They say when a person leaves; that a piece of them is still behind.

Is that true?

You’re not going to understand. You never will. The disease I have isn’t commonly accepted as one but I have one. It’s called Depression. You can’t understand because you refuse to try. So here it is in my last goodbye maybe you will read this diary and understand that I was the greatest actress of all time …

September 28^th 2007

The bell echoed in the hallway as the lockers slammed shut in unison. Sneakers screeched across the linoleum floor and the heels clicked. Doors slamming shut as the voices faded away. Clutching her binder close to her chest she slowly walked down the hallway.

“Sophie!” She turned on her heel and her best friend was running towards her. “You know you can eat lunch with us, your friends”. The brunette with bleached white tips grinned at the girl holding her binder. “Mayo-“ “No Soph you owe me besides its pizza day … please Soph! Please!” Mayo pouted out her bottom lip and the girl crumbled.

Clapping her hands together in accomplishment the two girls headed to the large cafeteria. She could see them laughing loudly at one another and looking different yet the same. Her crew of friends were a interesting one especially her.

Bracelet Project

The Bracelet Project is something I do once in awhile for support my fellow friends and people. I started doing the Bracelet Project back in 2012 as a way to raise awareness. The dynamic of it all is to support people dealing with these disorders and accepting their road to recovery. 

This Holiday season I am going to take it one step further and try to make a 100+ Bracelets for anyone who ask. The Holidays are usually one of the toughest times for people and I think this is perfect way to say someone cares.

Fall in New York City 2014

Concrete Jungle. Work.

 Heaven's Home

Yellow Birthday

Urban Shooting Stars

Simpson. Stand clear of the closing D'oh

Leaves. Fall.

Story Excerpt: Breaking Down Part II - Nanowrimo 2014

Tale as old as Time

Summertime was to consist of repetitive trips to the beach, trips to Mr. Softee and scary stories over bonfires.

Well not this summer.

Trees were lush filled with dark green leaves and bright blue skies cast over a small playground. Loud screams of children in glee to be playing with their friends and newly made ones. A man sat down watching a small boy wearing a plaid button down and rugged jeans jump from the jungle gym. Shaking his head at the dangerous acts of his son he returned to his iPhone.

A shadow cast over him and a slender woman dressed in black jean cutoffs and a plain white v neck tee stood over him. “Is that seat taken?” She had pointed to the empty space neck to him on the green bench. “No go ahead”. Dropping her bag onto the seat she sat next to him and looked around the park. Once again he looked at his son who was surrounded by a few little girls who were giggling at him.

“Is that your son?” Her voice was soft and quaint with a slight British accent. Glancing at her he noticed her soft graham color hair and olive tanned skin. Jade color eyes stared into his brown and he smiled. “Yes that’s my boy, he seems to be quite a hit” He commented. “He seems like a charming young soul” She tittered and he smiled tightly.

He nodded and watched his son run up the slide and push a small child away. “Hey!” He yelled and his son with curly hair frowned. From the looks of it his son offered an apology and it was accepted. “Children these days” He shook his head and chuckled. “I understand never had any of my own but my sister’s daughters, quite horrid buggers” She added.

Both chuckling they smiled once again at each other. “Are they here?” He asked as she pointed to a pair of blonde girls playing in the small sandbox. “Sister needed a break she just moved here and instantly fell in love with the area, good vibes here she mused” The woman said and glanced around the sunny park. It was the beginning of May but it felt as if the humid of July had arrived.

“Are you from London? I mean England” He asked and rubbed his face in embarrassment. “Yes not London but actually Hesston, small area, Victorian homes” She said and twirled her hair. “I grew up here my whole life so it’s not that wonderful to me, I actually got into my first fight right by those swings”. “For a girl” She added. He turned to her in curiosity as how she knew that.

Chuckling she answered his look. “It is always for a girl trust me”. “Do you plan on staying here in the states for awhile?” Nodding and smiling at him. “My sister needs help adjusting who better than me!” She giggled and he joined in before leaning out his hand towards her. “You should tell me your name” He asked. Sighing she squinted her right eye and mumbled only if he did as well. “On three” “1,2,3”

“Daniel”

“Piper”