The long long story

Eeej mensuh, ik ben een verhaal aan het scrijven(in het engels) en ik wil het graag met jullie delen.
Het gaat over TH maar dat merk je alleen in het begin en het einde...(vooral aan het einde maarja...)
Ik hoop dat jullie het leuk zullen vinden ^^

It was cold and dark outside. I still had a choice. Beneath me it became crowdy. Police, fireman and a ambulance, they were all there. It was in the middle of the night. But still there were innocent people looking at me. The police just surrounded everything. I felt lonely. Soon I could start it all over again. Suddenly there was a soft stern voice behind me. I didn’t took the pain to turn around, ‘cause I knew I would see myself. ‘Don’t jump. Don’t do this to yourself.’, echoed through my head. ‘I’m not going to jump!’, I said out loud and I turned around. There stood I, with different clothes on. My clone remained clear but I got the feeling I disappeared. Like I was dead. Then I fell backwards and everything was black.

I opened my eyes. I laid in a forest. There were some weird looking people hanging above me. Tough they looked weird they were the most beautiful people I had ever seen. They talked in a strange language. I had no idea what they said. Then everything was black again.

I was laying in a very comfortable bed. On the background I heard a waterfall, I opened my eyes and I sat up. My flank stung. I looked around. I laid in a large bed in a large, open room. To my left there stood a table with a bucket of water on it. To my right there stood a large arm chair and against the wall stood a large bookcase wich covered the wall. Facing the bed there was a painting on the wall. Between the table & the painting and the bookcase and the painting there were to big doorways in the wall. The doorway between the table & the painting led outside. The doorway between the bookcase & the painting led to a bright hall. The room had a bright, beige colour. The interior was made of pinewood. The curtains were see-through gold of colour. The bedding was also gold of colour. I heard footsteps. They came from out of the hall. I laid down again and watched to the hall. I suspected someone to walk in. No one came. The footsteps faded away and I felt asleep again.

Veel leesplezier, en meld even of ik door moet gaan

nog een stukje ^^

Part 2

A soft voice awoke me. “Chieana, Chieana…”, the voice said. I opened my eyes and tried to look at the person who called me Chieana. “Wat?”, I said, half asleep. “Are you OK?”, the person asked. “Yeah, fine, but that side of mine is irritating me.”, I said to my surprise. The person laughed. I sat up and saw that the person was a man. I regonised him, though I had never seen him in my life. In my life. I must be dead! Suddenly everything came back to me. I remembered standing on the roof, falling. Then I remembered who I was here and I knew who the man was. He was called Meckro and he was an elvenprince. I knew him for very long. Then I remembered that I was 75 years old in this life. “You never change, hè, Chieana?”, Meckro laughed. I smiled. Now I remembered where I was. I was partly raised here before I went to learn. I was in the nurseroom from the villa from Tiagra the 20th, an elvenlord. The villa laid in the Tiagra-valley. Meckro would become Tiagra the 21st when his older sister died. “Wat’s happend to me?”, I asked to Meckro. “Well, we hoped you could tell us.”, he answered. “We?”, I asked surprisely. “Oh, yes. The family and I. We already see you as one of the Tiagra family.”, he answered. “How lang have I been gone?”, I asked. Meckro doubted for a few seconds. “You’ve disappeared since 18 years from now, without leaving a clue. Everyone thought you were dead, or worse...”, he said. I tried to remember me what happend to me 18 years ago. Wait a minute. I was 18 years old in the other life! So I disappeared from this world and was born in the other 18 years ago. Then I remembered my favorite band in the other world. I smiled. Meckro looked surprised and angry to me. “I think I know what happend to me.”, I said. “18 years ago, I somehow disappeared from this world and I was born in an other world. How and why I can’t figger out, but it might have something to do with my wound. “O.”, Meckro said. I looked surprised at him. “What’s wrong?”, I asked. Then I saw what he thought. He was unsure and thought that I smiled because of a boyfriend in the other world. I burst into a laugh. Meckro looked weird at me. “So that’s the problem!”, I said. “I only smiled because I thoughed back of how good my life actualy was there. Still that didn’t prevent me from killing myself. Don’t ask me why, Meckie, I was raped there by a celebrity. That’s someone who’s regonised by people. Just as with me. But with me it’s notorious(berucht) ‘cause it’s vicious(slecht). I really liked that guy, untill he raped me and mutilated my body.” Meckro looked at me and smiled. “Are the scares still there?”, he asked. I rolled up my sleeve and looked at the place where should stand a big T and H. There was nothing. “They aren’t there!”, I laughed relieved. Meckro smiled. “You really don’t remember anything from 18 years ago?”, he asked. “No, nothing. I only remember how I lived in the other world.”, I said. Meckro nodded. I heard someone coming. It was the servant who I heard before. Meckro grapped a book and started to read. The servant stood still before I could see him. I could here his breathing loud and clear. “Come in, I won’t bite you.”, I said. The servant was obviously frighted and Meckro laughed. The servant came as red as a lobster in. “Is something wrong?”, Meckro asked. “Dragons, sire”, the servant said. I looked up in surprise. Meckro saw it and did the same. “The dragonhunters have returned, sir. With a catch.”, the servant whispered. I felt an enourmes rage stream through my vanes and I was sadly disheartened, while I had no idea why. I jumped out of bed and I raced into the hall without knowing where I was going. I ended up in an open place where a few elves stood around a dead dragon. I was scared to death and I had no idea what was going on. I ran to an elve who I regonised as Meckro’s brother. I kicked him knock-out. Everyone became silent. A few elves ran of. “Who did this to Kyara!”, I screamed out loud. Someone was pushed to the front. I wanted to attack him but Meckro holded me back. “That wouldn’t be a good idea.”, he whispered in my ear. I calmed down and looked everybody in the face. “Be happy that Meckro is here. If he wasn’t I would have personel smaked you all down.”, I screamed. An elf walked to me. “You wouldn’t survived that!”, he said. “You’re alone and I’m with a group.” I walked towards him and looked him in his face. I forced him to look at terrible pictures. “You probaly don’t know me, do you?”, I said dead calm. He was disgusted by it . “No one can beat a group on his own! That’s impossible!”, he said scared. “Nothing is impossible.”, I said while I stabed my knife through his iron armour. There came blood out of the wound and the elf fainted. “Well, go and help your friend then!”, I screamed and I walked back in. I grapped a book and started to read. It was written in Elfish, but I could read it. “O, yeah, of course.”, I thought. I spoke and read every language in this world. “Was that really necessary?”, Meckro asked while walking into the room. “They won’t hunt very soon now.”, I said. “So, yes.” Meckro sighed. “Are you also mad at me now, Chieana?”, he asked. “Actualy I should be, but I forgive you. No one is perfect.”, I said bittersweet. He looked disappointed to me. Our glances crossed. He was the first who looked away. I smiled. He would always be humble. I continued reading. After a while I got bored. I walked outside, causing a grin on Meckro’s face. I walked to the waterfall and looked around. It looked like the villa was one with the environment. It was winter but there was no snow. It actualy was freezing. Above, next to the waterfall, I had a perfect view on the forest. In the air I saw the big eagles flying. There wouldn’t come a dragon here soon. It was undescripible beautiful here. Everything was just perfect. Except from the elves I thought with a grin. I looked around. I could precisely see what happend where. It didn’t surprised me anymore. It looked like I could do anything here. I thought back to how it was in the other world. I dreamed a lot of times about a life like this. I’ve always wanted to be perfect there. It’s a shame that al of my beautiful dreams ended wrong. With the death. I looked at the beautiful colours that the forest still had. There hung a light, almost white, glow above the trees. It was so beatiful here. I saw a group of orks marching to the forest. There we go again. I saw that the elves on the outer side grapped there weapons. Meckro came and sat next to me. The orks were dead before they could enter the forest. “What?”, I asked Meckro. He was looking to the border. “Are we, again, attacked by bait?”, he asked me. I smiled. “Simpely said, this happends more often?”, I asked. Meckro sighed. “More and more often. They want us to come out of the forest.”, he said. I nodded. He looked surprised at me. I laughed. “I can read from anyone, anywhere and anytime the mind. You didn’t knew that?”, I asked. “I had no idea?”, he said dazzled. “Meckro, we have a problem!”, I said and I runned to the border. Meckro couldn’t keep up with me. I called a dragon. She flew over, I grapped the rope and I was swung skywards. “Cool”, I thought. I landed perfectly on the dragon’s back. And I flew to the edge of the forest. The elves already started a battle. I put, through the dragon’s mind, the last group on fire. The orks surrendered. The elves looked in the sky to see there help, but it already disapeared.

Ik hoop dat jullie het leuk vinden^^