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I Was Here Chapter Thirty Six
Love Letters Eric, All these times I've been praying for God to send me someone who would love me and accept me for who I truly am. And all I got were doors which closed before my face. I feel rejected many times by people I thought would love me. I almost stopped believing. I thought maybe I’m the hardest person to love and no one would really see the real me. But when you come, I feel like it’s an answered prayer, that someone finally sees me, the real me. I feel loved by someone who does not touch my body. And even though we're just friends I am truly thankful. I feel like he answered my prayers in a different way. I’m in a way thankful and content. I want to become a true friend. And I don’t want to be selfish this time. I am really happy for you; your heart is beautiful, and you deserve everything that can make you happy. I love you, Irina ***** Irina, Maybe it ends here. And we never happened. I never had the courage to tell you how I feel. Only if things can be easy fo
I Was Here Chapter Thirty Seven
Continuation of chapter 36: Here I am still looking at his face, and all I could say is, thank you. How I wish that as he reads my story, he would remember me, us. Sadly, I know it is not possible, he forgets everything, and he is now in a relationship with someone else. It breaks me, but I must not show how I feel to him or to anyone. Something I decide stays within me, and only me. We spent more than an hour mostly talking about our high school years. ‘How come we never talked in high school?’ ‘I don’t know,’ I said. ‘I don’t even remember we’re schoolmates.’ ‘That night after the party at Christian’s house,’ he said, holding on to his cup of coffee. ‘I browsed our high school yearbook, and I found you, Irina.’ ‘Have we ever been classmates?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know,’ he said. ‘I will find out; I still keep the copies of my class picture somewhere in one of my drawers at home.’ ‘Okay, so you’re a keeper.’ `In our yearbook, you have very long straight hair,’ he said. ‘I love y
I Was Here Chapter Thirty Eight
A Song for You I came in early, like less than an hour before the time we agreed to meet. I roamed around in the mall, thinking what I can buy her that is not pricey, something of value to her but she wouldn’t misinterpret.I stood outside a bookstore. I noticed the painting materials shown in front of the shop, and they reminded me of the pencil drawings she posts on her Facebook page. Irina, apparently has a hand for pencils. Pencil? Damn right, maybe I can buy her a pencil which can be useful for her drawings.As I moved closer to the entrance of the store, a woman in her fifty’s together with two younger girls, probably seven- and ten-year-old, went out of the store. I was thinking, children, they are now allowed to enter the shopping malls.I started to walk inside the bookstore, and on the first part of the store I saw a shelf containing different kinds of pencils.Why are there so many bunches of pencils? I thought. I don’t have a clue what type of pencil she use with her draw
I Was Here Chapter Thirty Nine
A Time Traveler from the Future‘Obaasan?’She stood tall at the bookshelf wearing a white Japanese kimono. She has this perfectly black, long, straight and shiny hair. And her soft sad eyes over her thick eyebrows, looked straight at my soul.‘Obaasan?’ I asked. ‘I am not afraid of you; I want to talk.’‘My magomusume, you shouldn’t be afraid of me,’ she said in a soft cold voice. ‘I am just like you.’‘You’re a ghost.’‘You’re right,’ she answered. ‘But you are also wrong,’‘I don’t get it,’‘What did you see the first time you saw me in your dream?’‘A clock,’‘I am a time traveler just like you.’‘A time traveler?’‘I came from the past,’‘Are you dead?’‘I died in my present,’ she said. ‘But I am also here in the future, and today is your present.’‘Teach me to time travel,’‘You will learn it by yourself, when the time is right.’‘But I need it, now.’‘Patience my child,’ she said. ‘There is always time for everything.’‘I want it now,’ I said, when inside my head I am dying to
I Was Here Chapter Forty
The Love Letter I watched her sit on the blue painted metal armchair, and it was funny how she always lifted her feet a little above the floor and positioned them on top of a metal stick used to support the legs of the armchair, seldom did she allow her feet to touch the floor. And she will place her elbow on top of her armchair desk, with her hand on her chin catching her face. She will look at her notebook and sometimes scribble her pen on it. She often rests her chin on her hand whenever she writes, reads, thinks or draws something in her notebook, I think. She wears a white polo made of a very thin fabric, so that from here I can see her white undershirt. And lovely how her long, straight and healthy black hair falls without fault on her back. I watched her turn her head at the back row, where I was seated, and then she would smile, she always smiled. And when she smiles, she is very pretty, and little did she know how she drives me crazy. Her name is Irina Sanchez, my high
I Was Here Chapter Forty One
Continuation of Chapter 40: *** I was about to cross the street, when I heard a man shout nearby, ‘Sweet mangoes for sale!’ The man who sells the mangoes walked past me. I suddenly notice he is not wearing a face mask. And then I see one, two and three people without face masks too. I look around me and watch the city come back to life. People appear everywhere without me knowing where they came from or if they just popped up like popcorn out of nowhere. They multiply fast. The street is crowded, and I don’t see anyone wearing a face mask or practicing social distance. Is it that I travel back in time? I covered my mouth with my hands, but if there is one thing, I cannot contain my tears. I smiled and turned to look at the coffee shop again. And from the glass window I can see myself wearing a tiny yellow dress. I come a little closer to the mirror. And the closer I get the more I see myself. And suddenly it is no longer my image I see inside the mirror. What I see now is a fi
I Was Here Chapter Forty Two
Unknown to MeDecember 2021, there was a strong itchy sensation in my throat. I feel like grabbing my throat with my hand from the inside of my mouth. Only after a few hours have I caught a cold and cough. And this is not a good sign. I may have contracted coronavirus disease.I knew I needed to be isolated for a few days. I already had my two jabs of Pfizer vaccine, that is why maybe the symptoms I am showing are not severe, I don’t have difficulty in breathing.I decided to phone Mallory’s grandmother, and asked her to take care of her while I needed to quarantine myself. For a week we agreed that Mallory, for her own safety, should stay with her father’s parents while I am recuperating.Tuesday morning, I went to the nearest private hospital for a swab test. The nurse in the PPE suit handed me a form with the information I needed to fill out, like the following: Please check if you have the following symptoms: cold, cough, flu, fever, fatigue, shortness of breath. Have you been exp
I Was Here Chapter Forty Three
First KissEric: I know a music store near our high school.Irina: Really? Okay we’ll go.Eric: 4:00 PM,Irina: Copy that 4:00 PM‘Which one do you like?’ he asked.I was looking at the number of guitars displayed at the music store. There are couples of electric guitars, bass guitar, ukulele and acoustic guitar that come in different sizes.‘Which one do you play?’ I asked.‘Acoustic guitar and bass guitar,’ he said. ‘I have like one of those,’ he added and pointed to the lengthy dark blue electric bass guitar.‘Why the bass guitar longer,’ I asked. ‘And why does it only have five strings instead of six?’‘One day I will show you how I play the bass guitar,’ he said. ‘For now, I suggest you learn the acoustic guitar first,’‘Alright then, the acoustic guitar,’ I smiled. ‘I like the plain light brown color guitar, there,’‘Okay, wait here,’ he said. ‘I’ll ask them if they have a smaller guitar that will suit you.’Moment later Eric came back with a light-colored smaller size guitar.‘
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