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Jag suger på engelska, just därför så slutar jag skriva på den här skiten. Jag får nöja mig med VG... fick MVG på förra :D haha, och folk tror jag tog den från mimersbrunn... vad tror ni om mig ? :o
The unexpected
Because this is who I am
Prologue
I needed to process my thoughts and feelings and try to get out of the vicious circle I created. I was an ordinary girl living in America until it happened to me, the thing that happened to so many people before me and will happen to so many after me. I saw myself in the mirror and thought that I was fat. The picture of my body was in the back of my head and gnawed .
I had a “special gift", and I tried to run away from it. The only thing that helped was to party. I drank alcohol and took drugs. But after a while even that didn't work out.
That was how I became involved in a vicious circle of dieting, drugs and alcohol.
Chapter 1
Am I dreaming? Is this reality or is it just another nightmare? Will I find my way back to my life? I looked down in the mirroring water. I saw a skinny pale girl who's ribs you could see through the shirt and realized that it wasn't a dream. It was me, no, it was what were left of me. It was my fault, if I had been stronger I would have make it. Before I were so happy. But now I were an anorexic, scared little girl. I was afraid of them. I didn't want them to be around. I wanted them to leave.
I was far from home, in a town called Hurghada in Egypt. It was good, I needed to be lonely for a while. I needed to be away from all the people I knew, I needed to accept my gift and try to learn to deal with it.
This was like my own rehab, It was because of me this all had happen and it was me who needed to fix it.
I walked out from my hotel room and was greeted with sunshine and 30 degrees Celsius. I first went to the store to buy some water, fruit and vegetables. I wasn't anorexic anymore, but I couldn't eat anything besides fruit and vegetables. After I've paid for the food I went to the beach. On the afternoons it usually didn't were many people there and sometimes I even were alone. I was lucky this time, it wasn't a soul there. I sat down next to the water and started to eat my dinner. I had now been in Egypt for two months. Quit using drugs and alcohol hadn't been that hard to stop with it, it just came naturally to stop. I had never even liked it, I just take them because I thought that they would go away then. The hardest part about becoming the old me was the food. To live a life of only fruit and vegetables was hard. But I really thought that I soon would be able to eat regular food.
I saw the sun slowly disappear as I packed my stuff to go back to the hotel room.
I screamed and opened my eyes, I was cold sweat and I breathed heavily. Like all nights I had dreamed a nightmare, and they were always in it. How much I hated my gift I still needed to do what was right.
Chapter 2
The morning after I were on my way to the beach again to eat breakfast. I didn't now why but I enjoyed eating breakfast outside. Perhaps it was the clear air, in the hotel room it often was very humid. I sat down next to the water, started eating an apple when I suddenly heard a whisper.
Help it said. I turned around and saw a boy, probably not older than six years. His face was covered with blood and tears rolled down his cheeks.
“You can see me, can't you?" the boy said.
They had found me, or one of them had found me. This was my big test, and hopefully I were ready. My special gift are that I can see ghost, I had seen ghost even when I were a child, but I had ignore them. Done whatever I could so they wouldn't find me.
I sat on the bed in my hotel room with my laptop in my knee.
I had search on internet after his name (Dan Smith) the whole afternoon and I had found two articles, one were Dan had won a writing contest and one when his family had reported that he was missing.
Dan Smith, 5, the winner of New York's yearly writing contest for children
15,000 contributions had been received by New York's annual writing contest.
The winner was named yesterday by a jury consisted of several famous authors. The winner was the five-year boy Dan Smith, who had written a story about a girl who had cancer. It will probably be sold out as soon as it comes out in stores. Dan won both $ 5,000 and a contract with a well-known publishing company who will publish Dan's book.
In an interview with Dan, he said that he and his family would spend the money on a vacation trip to Egypt.
Amelia Johnson came on second place and won a trip to Montana.
Dan Smith, 5, disappeared last night
Dan Smith, 5 years old, had recently won $ 5,000 and he had used the money on a vacation trip to Egypt with his family.
The family had been to a restaurant and Dan had went to the bathroom, but he never came back. Now his family are asking you readers to help them. Are anyone of you in Hurghada and sees Dan or knows anything about this then email to the editor.
$ 1,000 are promised to anyone who can help the family to find Dan.
Under the text there was a picture of Dan, and it was the same Dan that I had seen on the beach.
I put myself into bed and tried to sleep, even if the clock weren't even over six I felted that I could use some sleep.
I was standing in a white room, full of mirrors and booths. Probably a bathroom. I were washing my hands when somebody suddenly hit my head with something hard. I got dizzy and my legs gave way.
Next time I woke up I was standing next to my body. I were dead. Next to my dead body a grown-up were standing. He kicked on my body and spitted in my face. I tried to make him stop, but I couldn't touch him. My hand went trough him.
I opened my eyes. I had just received my very first vision.
“I remember how I died." Dan told me.
The winner was named yesterday by a jury consisted of several famous authors. The winner was the five-year boy Dan Smith, who had written a story about a girl who had cancer. It will probably be sold out as soon as it comes out in stores. Dan won both $ 5,000 and a contract with a well-known publishing company who will publish Dan's book.