Another Life

"Do you believe there's life after death?"

16-year-old, Cecilia Woods only wanted to live her life normally like everyone else. However, she is unable to do so because of the tragic accident which happened to her 2 years ago. She had lost both of her parents - even her life. Miraculously, she revived and was granted special abilities which allows her to see and hear things that normal people can't. We're not the only ones living in this world and Cecilia knows it. With her abilities, it's now her task to banish the Unwanted Souls and prevent the darkness from devouring the world.

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1. A New Beginning

"Mom! Mom! Where are you?" I called out.

      I took a step forward. Then, another. And another. All I see is pure emptiness. I hate being alone, especially in a place this wide - it made me feel lonelier. I contemplate the surroundings, there's not even a single soul except mine. However, I felt a presence. 

      "Cecilia, my dear." I heard a faint voice. I quickly turned around to see a figure standing a few metres away from me. "Mom..? Is that you?

"Yes, it's me. I miss you.. " Without thinking thoroughly, I ran to her. I wanted to hug her so badly. I wanted to feel her beside me. I've been too lonely.. I can't stand it. "Mom, where have you been? Why'd you leave me? Where's dad?" I fought back tears. I can't believe she's here. Gently, she placed her hand on top of my head and caressed my hair. We stood motionless for awhile and slowly, I peeled away. "Mom, say something.. please. Why aren't you saying anything?"

"This place is no longer safe for both of us," she finally spoke. "I'm sorry. I was supposed to protect you.. but given my current condition, I'm no longer useful." Her voice was sorrowful. "Protect? Protect me from what?" I gave her a puzzled look. She didn't respond, instead she smiled. 

"I always knew you were special, Cecilia. You're not weak, you're strong.. much more stronger. You may not realize that but someday, you will."

 

      The next morning, I woke up with my head severely aching. I got off from bed and went straight into the bathroom. I splashed lukewarm water at my face. At least I'm wide awake now but the headache still won't go away. I stared at myself in the mirror.. since when have I ever been this pale? My hair's darker than usual too - it must have been that way before but I probably didn't notice. Looking at my own glittering blue eyes often reminded me of my parents, especially mom. Every single night, I had the same dream; over and over again. I could never understood what she meant by "special." Does being a freak count as special? Ever since mom and dad died, I was never normal.. at some point, I actually believed that I'm mentally unstable but I'm not. I guess I'm just, well, different. However, it would have been much nicer if I had my old life back. 

      Suddenly, I heard voices - loud whispers echoed against the wall. I heard their cries, I could feel their sorrow but there's nothing I could do to help. This is what changed me - I could hear and see them. It's terrifying, knowing that we were never alone - it's like, telling a kid that Santa Claus existed and then, one day, found out that it wasn't true. I used to think human beings are the only ones inhabiting this world. I guess I was wrong. 

There's two kinds of souls I've met - the Lost Souls and the Unwanted Souls. The Lost Souls, they're just lost spirits who doesn't know where else to go. So, they roamed around, probably busy occupying themselves doing nothing since nobody could see them. They don't harm human beings, they just needed guidance - someone to take them back into the right path. I'm the only one who could see them and they knew that.. but getting myself involved in these things, was beyond my capabilities. Even with my abilities, physically, I'm just an ordinary girl. I'm not strong enough, that's why I always ended up avoiding them. The Unwanted Souls, however, was the exact opposite. They're dark and evil entities. They're capable of hurting, damaging and torturing humans - physically and mentally. Their appearances were horrifying and they only came out during the night. I couldn't stand seeing them walking past by the window and the thought of them - caught sight of me staring AT them.. would only made it worse. Sometimes, I'd ran into these things but I always managed to escape. I felt bad for not being able to fight them and only watched as they tormented innocent human beings - tearing their souls apart bit by bit by inhabiting their mind and body. 

      "Cecilia! Are you awake? Come downstairs. Breakfast is ready." Aunt Meg's voice snapped me back into reality. I spun around, the voices are gone.. for now. Oh, my headache's gone too - thank God. "I'll be there in a second." 

 

 

      "Ooh, smells nice." I inhaled the delicious scent of blueberry cream pie, which is my most favorite food and overall, Aunt Meg's recipe is always the best.  I could eat them all day long if she's willing to bake thousands of them for me. "Good thing you've came down in time, or else I might have given it away to the neighbors," she teased. 

"Then, you'll need to bake more for me if that happens," I replied as I took a seat on the dining chair. "Well, glad I don't need to," she smiled. I sat quietly and glued my gaze towards the sky.

"Ready for your first day in your new school?" she decided to break the silence between us. 

"Well.. not really."

"Why not? It'll be fun, trust me." She's trying her best to convince me but.. it's not working too well. This is my third school this year, I mean, now I've grown sick of transferring but I've got no other options. It's because of me we had to move, I felt terrible and bad mostly for Aunt Meg. "You're not a burden to me," she used to say. Although it eased me a bit hearing her say so, the guilt still won't go away. She's not married yet. She often thought her parenting skills weren't really great and she's still trying, very hard - honestly, I think she'd be a great mom but never could replace mine and she knew that.

"I promise, this time, I won't do anything to make us move again." Aunt Meg seemed surprised by my response. "Cecilia.. we've talked about this bef -"

"I'll behave myself this time. I'll live normally like all those normal teenage girls - I will. So, you don't need to worry about me," I continued. "I won't scream in public or say weird things or sleep in the closet -"

"Cecilia.. " Her face concerned. All this time, she only thought I've been having some difficult times since the accident but actually, it was my abilities that scared me - so, she never knew the main reason why I had been requesting to move out. I couldn't possibly tell her. My condition was already bad enough and by telling her.. she might think I've totally lost it. The only possible way now is to live normally

"I'm ready. I'm ready for a new chapter.. in my life. I want a new beginning"

 

 

 

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