Night of Miracles

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
about a guy who meets a girl from out of this-spirit-world

Submitted: February 03, 2011

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The voice woke me.
My eyes opened to the darkness and all was still, had I imagined it? Was it just a whisper of a dream? A dream that was now slipping from my mind? I concentrated, as I shifted through my thoughts, filtering dreams and reality but when ever I reached this memory it scattered, my eyes opened again and I listened, the creaking of my staircase made my pulse quicken, a sickening dose of adrenaline flooded into my body and the hair on my arm stood on end, I tried to listen again but I could only hear blood pounding through my ears, I was scared, a single noise had filled my mind with horrible thoughts, I pushed them from my mind and forced myself to calm down, I waited in the darkness, listening for creaks, I waited for ten minutes with out making or hearing a sound, but soon my eyes became heavy and flickered to a close, it was at this moment when the voice spoke again, “look” it whispered, the words floated gently through my head and curled up in the corner of my mind, “look” repeated the voice. A girl’s voice, it was soft and I felt like I had known this voice my whole life, I trusted it, it gave me warmth in the chilling night, “outside” she whispered “look outside”.
 
 
My legs slowly slid out of my bed, the cold air brushing against them, I moved to the window and gripped the curtain, I pulled them apart and looked. Across my garden and into the street, a girl stood looked back at me, her hair gently being whipped by the breeze, she wore a white summer dress and a brilliant smile, small trails of white smoke curled from her, the moonlight gave her a silver outline. Her lips moved as she spoke and even thought she stood twenty metres away her voice spoke clearly in my mind, “come on” she said playfully and she began to walk away, it took me three seconds to make up my mind, I found a pair of jeans and a shirt, walked quickly and quietly down the stairs, threw on my shoes and slipped silently out of my front door.
I ran to my garden gate, jumped over it and ran in the direction that the moonlit girl had walked; as I passed under street light I used the dim yellow glow to button up my shirts lower, I wished I had grabbed a jacket but I wasn’t going to stop running until I found the girl who I knew nothing about.
 
 
I turned a corner and stumbled slightly, my hands scraping on the brick wall of the house, the pain seared through my palms and I stopped to look at them, they were red and small amounts of blood had begun to seep out of them. “That looks painful” a voice mused, I looked up quickly to see the girl standing in front of me; she was looking at my hands with a slight frown. I stared at her, her eyes glanced up at me and back to my hands “do you normally grate your hands on walls?” she asked as she flashed me her brilliant smile “or are you just trying to impress me?” I stared at her, she was beautiful, and her eyes were like storm clouds, and when she smiled lighting flashed inside them, I realised I was staring at her and shook my head slightly, “who are you?” I asked, trying not to stare into her eyes again “who I am isn’t important right now” she replied, a faint smile still on her lips, she gestured to my hands “may I?”, I raised them slightly and nodded, she gently placed her hands on mine, I expected it to sting as she touched my raw skin but instead I felt the pain sooth, I looked at her and her smiled widened, she let my hands drop and as I examined them I found they were perfect, I looked back at her astounded, she just smiled back. “Thanks” I said slowly, looking back at my hands, she laughed softly and her hand slipped back into mine, I didn’t know this girl, I’d never seen her before in my life, she didn’t even seem real, smoke drifted from her and her eyes had lightning inside them, but none of that mattered, as soon as her hand squeezed mine my heart melted.
 
 
As we walked I asked the question again “who are you?” we walked for a few seconds before she answered “my name is Miracle” I stopped and she turned to face me “ok” I said “why do you have smoke drifting from you?” she smiled “I’m a spirit”
“What like a ghost?”
“No, I’m a spirit, I walk in the moonlight” she crossed her arms and huffed “and I am certainly not dead”
I laughed as she span on her heel and looked in the other direction; I walked to her side and suppressed my smile “so Miracle, why did you whisper to me?” she turned to me and kissed me, our eyes closed and the smoke whipped around her faster, she stopped and crosses her arms and turned back again, we stood in silence for about a minute, “that’s why” she said finally. her mouth broke into a smile and she pulled again on my arm “I want to show you something” she laughed and we ran along the path until we reached a hill with a oak tree standing proudly at the top.
 
We sat back on the grass gazing up at the stars; the oak tree’s leaves danced in the gentle breeze, “I love it here” Miracle sighed, her hand still in mine “I always come up here and just look at the stars” she looked at me “I’ve never brought anyone else up here before” I squeezed her hand tighter “I’m glad I did” I smiled “so am I” I lent across and kissed her, “what happens when the sun comes up?” Miracle looked down “I go” she whispered “Where?” I asked, sudden shock hitting me “somewhere, I don't know” she looked at me and saw the pain in my face “I always come back” she said quickly “don't worry, I’ll always come back” relief flooded thought me, I kissed her again. She laughed softly and we looked back to the stars. I saw the lightning dance in her eyes.
 
 
We talked and laughed for hours until, all to soon, the morning sun peaked over the hill and the world brightened, I looked at Miracle who flashed me one more brilliant smile and let go of my hand, she slowly began to fade away “I’ll see you tonight” her voice whispered in my ear. And then she was gone. I slowly got my feet and began to walk back to my house. My hands slipped into my pockets and I grinned, tonight I would see her again. The girl who I knew everything about…


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