Soul Mates Forever - Ch. 1
Angie discovered her soulmate, and he is suffering from a life-threatening illness.
It's funny how it sometimes takes a lot for you to realize you really love someone. Your soul mate may be standing right in front of you, and you will never realize it. Until you come to understand that there is a chance that you may never see them again. I met my soul mate a month ago, he was my best friend. Yes I loved him, but never more than a friend back then.
Something terrible happened to him, and I came to understand just how much he meant to me. Right now he is in a coma; I am sitting next to him as I am typing this. Every day after school at exactly 4:00 o'clock I come to visit him at the hospital. The doctors have told me that there has been extensive damage to his brain, and even if he does wake up, he may not be the same. I do not care, but I do wish he will be still able to love me like I love him.
On June 17th at exactly 7:52 pm I was talking on the phone with my friend Megan when a wave of panic took over me, for the second time this week. It took me a while to fully understand what was wrong. You probably have had that experience before. Then one word came up in my mind hinted the cause of my panic. Brent. My friend Brent had met up with me the previous day, and he told me about that stray dog that bit him. He even showed me the bite mark, and laughed about the incident telling me it was nothing when I freaked out. His words did not calm me down as much as I wished they would. Then we went into Baskin Robbins, and soon I completely forgot about the incident.
But now I remembered that awful moment when I got so frightened. Brent had put his hand around my shoulder and I forgot why I was scared. Now I realized what got me so scared, as I saw in my mind the awful truth. Today my good friend Brent had called me and told me he wasn't feeling well, but he would still visit me in the evening. Very calmly, I spoke a few quiet words to myself and called my best friend Brent, several times.
Before I knew it, I was sobbing uncontrollably, and I knew I had to do something, even though I was very scared. Brent would do something like this for me. He had before. Now it was my turn. I wasn't really cut out for things like this, for you see, I was very spoiled and rarely had to suffer a crisis, especially a crisis like this. Poor Brent.
I reached again for my blackberry, and at the same moment someone knocked on my front door. Brent. He was going to meet me. I ransacked my brain and thought about all the dangerous things that happened to other people, but there was nothing like this. Nothing in my life prepared me for this moment.
I heard Brent call my name: "Angie, u home?" Me: "Yah, just-a-sec!". Maybe I was exaggerating. Maybe it was nothing. But the tummy dropping feeling in my gut told me it was not. On my laptop I typed in the word that changed my life and Brent's in a matter of seconds. "Rabies".
Something terrible happened to him, and I came to understand just how much he meant to me. Right now he is in a coma; I am sitting next to him as I am typing this. Every day after school at exactly 4:00 o'clock I come to visit him at the hospital. The doctors have told me that there has been extensive damage to his brain, and even if he does wake up, he may not be the same. I do not care, but I do wish he will be still able to love me like I love him.
On June 17th at exactly 7:52 pm I was talking on the phone with my friend Megan when a wave of panic took over me, for the second time this week. It took me a while to fully understand what was wrong. You probably have had that experience before. Then one word came up in my mind hinted the cause of my panic. Brent. My friend Brent had met up with me the previous day, and he told me about that stray dog that bit him. He even showed me the bite mark, and laughed about the incident telling me it was nothing when I freaked out. His words did not calm me down as much as I wished they would. Then we went into Baskin Robbins, and soon I completely forgot about the incident.
But now I remembered that awful moment when I got so frightened. Brent had put his hand around my shoulder and I forgot why I was scared. Now I realized what got me so scared, as I saw in my mind the awful truth. Today my good friend Brent had called me and told me he wasn't feeling well, but he would still visit me in the evening. Very calmly, I spoke a few quiet words to myself and called my best friend Brent, several times.
Before I knew it, I was sobbing uncontrollably, and I knew I had to do something, even though I was very scared. Brent would do something like this for me. He had before. Now it was my turn. I wasn't really cut out for things like this, for you see, I was very spoiled and rarely had to suffer a crisis, especially a crisis like this. Poor Brent.
I reached again for my blackberry, and at the same moment someone knocked on my front door. Brent. He was going to meet me. I ransacked my brain and thought about all the dangerous things that happened to other people, but there was nothing like this. Nothing in my life prepared me for this moment.
I heard Brent call my name: "Angie, u home?" Me: "Yah, just-a-sec!". Maybe I was exaggerating. Maybe it was nothing. But the tummy dropping feeling in my gut told me it was not. On my laptop I typed in the word that changed my life and Brent's in a matter of seconds. "Rabies".
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