My friend and I lived in the
same orphanage for seventeen years. We've always been together,
ever since we were little. We refused to be adopted if the
other wasn't going to be adopted too. The strange thing about
us being so close is that we were opposites in every way; both
in personality and in appearance.
Many thought it was strange that two completely different
people could be so close. A person or two, who believed in past
lives, said that we've must have known each other in a past
life and our souls recognized each other. I thought that people
like that might be right in some ways…but who really knows? We
were just friends, Dilana and I. There probably wasn't a
magical past life connection between us or whatever psychics
called it. We just enjoyed each other's company.
I've always thought about whether or not I've ever had a past
life. I've heard about them and stories of people looking
through eyes that weren't their own. But when we die are we
really reborn into someone else? Or was this something created
to explain why people experience déjà vu or having dreams of
running through an alley of a city that is now in ruins? To
have a past life just sounds a bit farfetched and a bit too
much to dream of for me.
I was walking through the
orphanage hallways thinking to myself.
In a few months Dilana would be
turning 18 and leaving both me and this place…here.
She was 7 months older than I
was…I didn't want her to leave.
I knew she would…and I knew how
I would feel…incomplete.
Throughout our lives…I'd always
felt like we had a soul connection…like we were destined to be
We completed each other…I was
what she wasn't…and vice versa.
She was mature, collected, calm,
a day-person at heart; while I on the other hand was Childish,
emotionally unstable, hyper, and lived for the night.
She wasn't all that
touchy-feely…but I loved to give out hugs to everyone I met…it
gave me a sense of security…of…I don't know…love.
Even our appearances were
She was mostly a blond with
curly hair, while I was a brunette that had more of wavy hair
than anything else. Her eyes were green…mine were brown. She
was pale…I had more of an olive tone.
I arrived in her room to find
her sitting on her bed….daydreaming again.
"You know, I don't see how you
can stay in a quiet room by yourself. I would be bored out of
She looked over.
I smiled and plopped down on her
bed…resting my head on her tummy.
"Jeez, it's a wonder why people
around here think we're lesbians." She stated
I laughed "Let them think what
they want. I'm confident enough in my sexuality to do things
that would make people think I'm gay. Since I'm not, their
comments don't even bother me. Actually I laugh at the rumors.
She looked down "Yeah…I
I stopped smiling "Are you
worried about leaving me here?"
She nodded "Yeah"
"Don't be. It's only seven
months. By then you'll probably have a job and maybe an
apartment. Then when I get out of here, I'll get a job and
we'll pay the rent together."
She smiled "Why don't we do
something? Spend the last bit of time we have together, until
those seven months are over and we're out in the real world."
"Like what?" I asked
I was curious about what she had
She smiled and looked exited
"Tomorrow…let's go to the beach"
She read my mind "Sure…why
For the rest of the day we
talked about what the future was going to be like. It was
summer vacation; we had just graduated this year. When we leave
here we were hoping that we could go to college. We didn't know
if our grades were good enough to get us any scholarships, but
college was worth a try. If we couldn't get into college, then
we would get jobs and a nice little apartment. It would be nice
if Dilana and I could stay together forever, but eventually we
would meet a couple of guys, fall in love, get married, and
babysit each other's children.
That is…if she doesn't move away
I felt something shaking me….and
heard Dilana's voice telling me we were going to the beach
I groaned "What time is
"Ugh!!!! It's too early…let me
go back to sleep"
The covers were torn off of me.
"Fine, fine…I'm up…I'm
I stood and walked over to the
Dilana had gotten in the
shower….and I was still sleepy.
I leaned up against the
dresser….I started falling asleep.
Next thing I knew I got hit in
the face w/ a wet towel.
"What was that for!?"
"Just take a shower. It'll help
wake you up." She laughed
I gave her a dirty look and
stomped off…muttering under my breath "Stupid bitch…telling me
what to do…I hate taking showers in the morning"
I stepped in the shower and felt
the warm water rush over me…you see this is why I hate showers
in the morning…they wake me up.
I stepped out and walked back to
the room…Dilana was already done…I pulled on my bathing suit
then put a black halter top and a pair of jean short shorts on
I didn't even bother with my
hair…there was no help for it…there never really was.
We left the orphanage. As we
walked to the beach…I put on my sunglasses.
I hate the sun…love the heat…but
hate the sun…it's too doggone bright.
When we got to the beach…it was
I guess it's a good thing we got
up so early.
Before I even got to put my feet
on the sand Dilana made me put on sunscreen.
I hate sunscreen…but I guess she
had a point. I don't really tan at all…I burn…and burn
We started walking along the
shore line…I looked out over the ocean…it was really
beautiful…and so peaceful…I wonder what it would look like at
I heard someone yell "Watch
I turned around to see Dilana
get hit in the head with a volleyball.
Damn volleyball players…they
need to watch where they're hitting that shit
Four guys ran towards
The one with dark brown hair
apologized to Dilana…I guess I can let it go as an honest
Then the blond opened his mouth
and asked if we wanted to come play with them.
Over my dead body. "Sorry
guys…but we're not interested" I picked up the ball and threw
it back to them.
A bleached blond decided to
press his luck "Oh, come on. Don't you want to have a little
Alright…I know how to handle
"Sorry guys…but we just don't
swing that way" I grabbed Dilana from behind and wrapped her in
a hug….and just to prove my point I reached up her tank top a
little…not enough to touch anything…but to convince the guys I
"I don't appreciate you hitting
on me and my girlfriend. If you don't stop, I'll kick all of
your asses." That convinced them alright…
The auburn haired one looked
shocked "Sure, sorry, we didn't mean to offend you."
As they walked off I overheard
one of them say "I can't believe they're gay"
As soon as they were out of
earshot Dilana pushed me off"Never do that again. Please, if I
didn't know you were straight I would…I don't know what I would
do…just don't do that again."
I laughed "Sure. Like I said,
I'm confident in my sexuality, I can do things that look gay
and still remain straight."
She started walking off and
She'd get over it….she always
We started walking towards a
giant hill made of rocks…it was huge!!!
I wanted to climb it…I had a
weird sense of adventure like that.
I started towards the
"Where are you going?" I heard
"I'm going towards the
"Why?" she started following
"I want to climb them"
"Are you crazy?! You could get
Oh here she goes again…miss
"Come on…where's your sense of
That seemed to win her over…we
climbed to the top of the rocks.
As I stood at the top I yelled
"I didn't know we were racing."
She said, "Okay now we're at the top, now can we go?"
"No, I want to stay a bit
"Come on, I don't want something
bad to happen." She sounded worried
"What's the worst that could
happen?" I asked
She sighed and grabbed my arm…I
couldn't keep my balance like that so I pushed her off me…then
she started falling…I reached out for her….we both ended up
going off the hill.
The last thing I remember was
hitting the beach….hard.
Then darkness overtook