Sitting by the fire, gripping the
warmth of the flame, legs dipped in a pair of thick socks. The shiver stops.
Erector muscles loosening, causing the thermal layer to fall back its place.
Speedy palpitations, feel it to the core of my sensory receptors, “ Everything
is going to be okay”, my heart gently whispers injecting comfort.
Class ended and I was on my way back
to my hostel. I stopped by the café to get a chilled cherry topped ice-cream.
As I was walking down the stairs, I heard my newly bought Samsung Grand phone
with a minion casing, ringing. “Baby, can’t believe that you’re not here with
me. Cause you should be my lady…”, and the Tae Yang song stopped with a beep as
I slide to answer the call although I wished I could hear the entire song till
I reached a leveled ground. “Hello!”, someone greeted me in a very deep voice.
It sounded like a man’s voice. My thoughts interpreted it as my Algebraic
teacher’s voice but she has gone to be with the Lord two years ago after a
sudden death in a car accident.
I responded to the greetings although
I couldn’t really identify the caller’s voice. The voice told me to move three
steps forward but I must not bring anything along with me except for my phone.
It went on saying, if I do otherwise, I would trip down the stairs and my life
would end miserably there.
I fear the stairs. I always take
gentle steps, lift my skirt by two inches from the ground so that I wont trip
and fall like what happened to me few years back at home. At home? Yes, at
home. Broke my neck and a few bones, had stiches here and there and lets not go
further cause the experience was tragic.
I walked three steps forward and I was
at the tip end of the stair’s highest point. I take another step and I will
roll down like a fat bunny and die like a bird shot in the air with feathers
flying gracefully in the earth’s atmosphere.
I closed my eyes for a few seconds
hoping that I can at least make a short prayer, like calling for help, from God
of course. The minute I opened my eyes, I saw myself at a cliff, a very high
cliff. I looked below and I realized that I was actually 70 feet high from the
water’s surface. The voice came back and whispered to me saying, “Jump!”.
Before I could even jump, fear pushed me, my legs slipped and I made a few stunts and somersaults in the air
before I touched the surface of the sea water and went into the depths of the
ocean.
I was gasping for air but there was
none. Bubbles of water pulping out of my mouth. My eyes can’t seem to open. My
legs were not felt. My limbs were weak. Strength was no more. I fainted on a
whale’s back and it took me many feet down. I don’t know how but I felt calm. I
didn’t breathe, but I did not suffocate neither was I lost of breath. Oxygen
was sufficient, not sure if my heart was still pumping, all I can say is that,
I am not dead.
After a few minutes, I was conscious
again. I realized that my phone was still with me and it was functioning pretty
well even though it’s drowned in water. I placed it at the tip of my ear to
hear if there are any proceeding instructions.
I heard a voice speaking. But this
time, it was the sound of a baby’s voice. The baby melodized a lullaby to me
and it put me into a deep sleep. I opened my eyes after a few hours and I saw
so many beautiful creatures that I had never seen on planet earth. Some were
buried and some still alive, and I saw them walking on foundation of the ocean.
The water horse gave me a ride and I
must say that it was the best ride I’ve ever had on a horse and the smoothest
ever. I took a few pictures of the sea creatures with the Camera 360 app. It
was clear and I get to edit the picture after taking it.
Hmmm, I didn’t know that a Samsung
Grand works well even in water. Suddenly, a dark whirl wind came and it was
trying to pull me in. It was small at first but as it approached and came
towards me, it grew bigger. I was sucked into it and a voice came saying, “
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wash yourself up and go to the fireplace.” I woke up
and remembered that I am at a camp and tonight there was going to
be a camp fire.
We sat around the fire and talked with
marshmallows and chocolate, strawberries and a cup of hot milo. The deep voice
whispered to my ears once again. This time, I took the phone and before I could
even say anything, I found myself in a very cold place. I was in my room, at my home. The air-cond was turned on at full blast.
