The cold night

Somewhere high in the sky was this cloud. From this cloud came a rain drop. This rain drop transformed into a delicate unique snowflake. And landed on the ground next to the other snowflakes. As the snowflake is being crushed under my boot I run into Gya. She is no one you’ll ever meet. She is funny and sweet yet stubborn and harsh. You know how sometimes people say that your soul mate is actually a missing part your soul? Well, Gya is her entire own person. Her trademarks don’t match each other, which makes her so interesting. But it also makes it really hard for me as her boyfriend. I always think I am loosing her to herself.
Just as I’m about to say hi to her, the alarms go off. Usually when the alarms go off it’s nothing, so I don’t think much of it when they go off. But when I see everyone running around like crazy people I start to get worried. It has been to quiet for too long. Sooner or later something has to go wrong. I grab Gya, who is standing still in the middle of the training area with her book open in her hands, and run to the base.
‘Sargent! What is going on?’ I ask.
‘There are unknown choppers reported, so prepare for defense!’ Sargent Lanic answers.
Gya is already strapping on her armory, she motions for me do to the same. So I as fast as I can I slide into my suit and put all of my guns and knifes in place. I don’t mind putting on the armor because of the cold.
Everyone is already gathered outside, all in position. This is what we have been training for. 5 years of training and it still doesn’t come close to how I am feeling right now. So much adrenaline and so much fear running through me at the same time.
Before I left for my training I got into a big fight with my father. I didn’t want to go but he made me. I resented him so much for doing that. I was only 14 at that time but I did understand the necessity. Our land needed more people to protect the young, the old, the weak and the innocent. But wasn’t I part of ‘the young’? I guess not.
‘5 minutes out!’ some kid behind the sandbags yells. I can hear the choppers now. With all of my training I know from the way the choppers sound, how heavy it is. And by the sound of it, it’s very heavy. It can mean two things, it either means lots of men that can kill you or lots of weapons that can kill you. I am hoping for the first choice because I like my chances better that way.
‘Chopper in sight!’ another kid yells. Like we didn’t notice the big black thing in the sky with our death sentence written all over it. My eyes are trying to find Gya but she is no where to be found.
First shot is fired. It hits Darin right in the chest. It doesn’t lake long before the second one hits and the third, and the forth. All of them hitting someone.
‘Open fire!’ the Sargent commands. Everyone hauls their asses to the front line to open fire. Left and right people are being hit with strange precision. Almost like they were targeted. All of the sudden I get a bad feeling about this. It’s not just a hit team. It a hit team made of snipers. 7 hells, this is bad. We wont make it out of here alive if we don’t out smart them soon.

Part one of ‘Things just keep moving’

Prologue I’ve always viewed my life as simple. It has never been complicated, never been very hard but it also hasn’t been overly easy. It just was. I kind of liked my life, my parents made good money, which gave us the opportunity to do fun things. I had friends that I loved and I was very close with my sister and brother. But as many say, things don’t always turn out like you want to in life. I whish they did though. God I wish. Isn’t it funny how we are so ungrateful for the things we have, until we loose them? Take for instance you’re phone. The stupid thing never works when you need it or it’s always empty. But it isn’t until the moment you loose the stupid phone that you start missing it. It’s like that with relationships too. You’re friends are just you’re friends and you’re family is just you’re family. But when one of those people die, they become more than just you’re friend or just you’re family. They become the person that you miss every day, the person you wish to see just one more time, to just hug one more time. At least that’s what it was like for me. I don’t know, maybe I’m just talking gibberish.

us vs. the Universe

Sometimes when I look up at the stars, I get a little intimidated. Here we are. On earth. This tiny planet in our universe. Worrying about what we should wear. If he or she is going to call you back. Or afraid you won’t make friends at your new school, because your mom had an epiphany and wanted to move away from the city.
When in the meantime, we are so insignificant to this universe. It will live on without us. Hell it will probably live on better, just look at what we’re doing to this planet we call ‘home’.

There are at least 10 trillion planetary systems in this universe. That is 10,000,000,000,000. Our planet is as big as a grain of sand on a very big beach. So how can way matter on that beach? And every time I look up to those stars, those beautiful bright stars that have traveled thousands of years to reach us, I think about this. Maybe it’s a little depressing, but it is kinda true. Continue reading

The crash

Chloe was sitting in the back of the car with Ms. Johnson, when something went wrong. Ms. Johnson was Chloe’s nanny, and since she was only 11 and wasn’t allowed to be home alone, Chloe’s parents had hired her as the nanny. On most day’s Ms. Johnson was pretty OK to hang around with, but she also had this really stern voice which made Chloe anxious.

What ever happened with the car, the next couple of seconds were the most indescribable seconds of Chloe’s life. She wasn’t scared or upset or relieved. It’s was some sort of mix of all the feelings you’ve got. Because, there you are, still sitting in that stupid green colored car of yours, floating in the sky for just a second or two. But those seconds were so long and loud that every time you’re wondering what is going to happen when we hit the ground? Am I going to die when that happens? Is Ms. Johnson going to die? And then all the sudden you just know the answer. Continue reading

First date awkwardness

Well, my first date is a blast… I got so nervous that I accidentally knocked over my drink with its contents  ending up on his pants. Seriously?! Have I really become that cliché person who accidentally spills her drink on the boy’s clothes. You have got to be kidding me!

The rest of the evening didn’t go so well either. A lot of awkward silences fell, I made some lame joke attempt that ended in such an awkward silence that made the awkward silence of before look like heaven. Which made me realize that there are different kind of awkwardness’s.  So I guess I got something out of today… Continue reading

Mind killing

If you thought about it, it was kind of ironic. It was the middle of the summer, the sun burning through your skin and she was as cold as a stone. With her cheek on the cold, air-conditioned, floor making her skin even colder.

I was sitting next to her, on my knees, hunched over. Unable to get a word out or to even think about anything else then the one question that has been burning in my mind for god knows how long. How am I going to get through this without my best friend? This question was killing my mind, every thought, every memory, every brain cell that I had, and left me with this stupid question and giving me now answer. Continue reading

Forgotten

He stood in front of me, pointing that thing at me, that gun. What did he want from me? Why was he here and mostly of all, why wasn’t he saying anything? I know that the old man has been confused for a while now but normally I can see it in his eyes. This time they were blanc, no expression at all. I wanted to ask him my questions but I was afraid he might get scared and shoot me so I decided to keep my questions to myself. After a long moment of silence I couldn’t keep my mouth shut anymore.

‘Why are you here?’ I asked

‘I don’t know’ he answered I a lower voice then I remembered

‘I don’t know?’ I repeated, ‘you came into my house, drew out that gun of yours and you don’t know why you’re here?’ Continue reading