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Soul Mates


Han reiser til San Fransisco for å bli kvitt et mareritt - han ender opp med å finne sitt forrige livs store kjærlighet... Er det skjebnen?
Sjanger:NovelleLastet opp:26.08.2008
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I was walking. Walking and walking. I had walked longer than a marathon now, and it wouldn’t end… I had been walking for two days, and my legs were trembling. Nonetheless, they kept on striding forward.

 

At last, I woke up. Again, I had been dreaming. I was always walking in my dreams. I walked over The Golden Gate in San Francisco, up and down, hundreds of times. I knew every square inch of the bridge, and I was fed up. I knew I had to do something to stop this, or I would go mad. I considered going to a psychiatrist, but I had an even better idea, even if it was a little desperate: I had booked a flight to San Francisco, and today was the day. 9.30 this evening, my flight would leave Heathrow.

 

I read a book during the flight, called ‘Resurrection’. I was tired, but I didn’t want to fall asleep and dream, so I had to read something interesting. The book dealt with Buddhists and their thoughts about life, death and reincarnation. I read, read, read and… At 3 AM I couldn’t make it anymore: I fell asleep.

 

The dream was more detailed this time. I was still walking, but tonight, I wasn’t alone. Someone was on the bridge with me, walking beside me. She was a girl. I saw her in more and more details… She was pretty. She talked to me… She seemed sad… She was familiar, somehow, but I couldn’t really place her…

The plane stopped, and I woke up. I checked out from the airport, and went to the city.

 

My whole body trembled while I walked through the streets of San Francisco. It wasn’t just because of the big hill the city lay upon; it was because I was frightened. All the streets, all the shops… I knew them… I had seen them before… But I didn’t understand. This was the first time I had ever been here. What was this?

 

Walking onto the bridge, I felt something strange. I felt like I was going to die. I don’t know why, but the bridge made me feel bad, like I had lost something important. I felt a grief so overwhelming… it made me cry. I really wanted to die, now. What was the point of living without… Without what? What the heck was this? Despite the terrible feelings, I walked further onto the bridge… And then I really didn’t understand… I saw a girl… a crying girl… She was standing at the railing, peering down towards the sea, crying. And I knew who she was. She was the girl from my latest dream; she was the girl that I… loved? Millions of thoughts swirled through my head, and all I could do was to stop thinking. Nothing made sense. Suddenly she looked straight at me. I didn’t know what to do, so I just asked her whether I had seen her before.

“That pick up-line really su… What!? Hey… I don’t get this… Who are you? I can’t remember seeing you before in my whole life, but I feel like I have a really deep connection with you.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I feel the same way.”

 

Suddenly, a lot of memories gushed into my mind. I had been here before. It was not like this, though. It was a long time ago… Before I was even born… There was a car accident. Flames, sirens, tears… The feelings of a great loss. The loss of whom? The loss of my fiancée. I remembered the feelings of hopelessness. I remembered jumping down from the railing, into the swirling water. To commit suicide is an act of cowardice, but how could I live without my great love? I saw that the girl also had understood it all.

“You?” she said, and then she leaned towards me. I leaned towards her, and we kissed…

 

Had Fate led us together? I don’t know. We were obviously meant to be together, weren’t we? If not in one life, at least in another...


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Julie
26.09.2008 18:11

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Heisann!! Dette var kjempebra. Idèen med hele greia var genial, og morsom også. Du beskriver bra. Viss du vil kan du fint bygge ut teksten litt, legge inn litt nye scener, så alt ikke kommer som perler på en snor, men med små avstikkere så spenningskurven blir sterkere og høyere, viss du forstår. Ellers synes jeg stilen var kul jeg. Romantisk, uten å bli for mye klisjè, og det er bra. Håper du kan ta deg tid, om du vil, til å ta en titt på novellene "Klasseturen" og/eller "Christina's World". Ville satt pris på det. Dessuten, er du på Skrivebua?

Martin
27.09.2008 16:30

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Takk for kommentaren Smile :-\) Leste og kommenterte "Klasseturen" og skal prøve å få lest "Christina's World" også.
Visste ikke hva Skrivebua var før nå, men jeg syntes det så interresant ut og registrerte meg. Skal snart få lagt inn noen stiler der. I mellomtida kan du hvis du har lyst lese et kåseri jeg har lagt ut på Daria som heter "-Skyt en elg, skaff deg en klimakvote". Tror det skal kunne interessere også dem som evt ikke bryr seg verken om elg eller klima... Smile :-\)

Julie
05.10.2008 18:41

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Hehe. Interreserer meg nok for klima jeg da, men kanskje ikke fullt så mye for elg. Lover å lese den snart, men nett nå er jeg litt opptatt. Super kommentar du hadde lagt inn på Klasseturen. Takk for den! Var tilfeldigvis inn på sida di på Skrivebua, men da visste jeg ikke at det var deg. Nå i senere tid har jeg funnet deg her, og koblet navnet ditt sammen med det på Skrivebua. Så det var jo kjekt. Kommer innom sida di igjen, og leser litt, såg nemlig at du hadde fått en del gode kommentarer. Håper du gjør det på min side også.


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