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I knew it, as soon as the light of the sun was shining in my eyes, I knew it. I was finally free. They wouldn't be able to find me here. A smile slowly crept on my face when I felt a soft breeze hit my face. Yes, I was finally free. This would be my time to heal. I grabbed the small backpack that had been leaning against my leg, put it on my back, and with one last look at the airplane, I left.

He would be picking me up in the entrance hall. It was rather strange, I never met him before but I knew that I could trust him with my life. I found the exit and stepped into the big hall. I shivered a little; open spaces like this scared me because you never knew who would be waiting for you there.

I looked around for you, hoping to see you but I couldn't find you anywhere. The whole hall was filled with people and I couldn't recognize you in all those different faces.  I had nothing to worry about though, because you recognized me. I wasn't sure it would be you, until you asked me that one simple question. "Are you Cathy, my dear?" I instantly knew it was you. Not only because we had agreed to that sentence, but because of the energy that I could feel around you. You were my saviour, my protector, my light, my love...my everything.

You took the bag from my shoulder, like a true gentleman, and guided me to the car. I was tired and exhausted. Soon, I was falling asleep in the car seat while you drove us home.

I felt your hands slowly shaking my shoulder, and I opened my eyes sleepily. We had arrived. You helped me out of the car, and up to my room. You even had to catch me a few times as I tripped over my feet. Both laughing, you showed me where everything was. "Wait here Cathy, I'll get your backpack". I sat down on my bed and I looked at your back while you walked downstairs again and my eyes filled with tears.

I tried to blink them away but they just continued to come.  I hid my face in my hands. I didn't want to see myself like this; I didn't want you to see me like this. However, I couldn't stop the tears and my awareness was reduced to nothing.

It was in my deepest moment that I smelt that wonderful smell. It filled my nose and it seemed to have a slight calming effect on my emotions. Only then did I notice you holding me. In a soft voice you were telling me that it was alright, but I didn't see it that way. Not yet. "I'm sorry Alex". I wrapped my arms around you and cried.

I cried for the assaults I experienced. I cried for the moment that I learned about my pregnancy. I cried for the moment that I was kicked out of the house. But most of all I cried for that what was stolen from me. The choice of my first and my beautiful little boy. My beautiful son Alan. The son who I would never see again
:rose: Another small story. Same as "the dream" [link] the same people, just a different moment in time. All pieces that I will write will be able to stand on their own.:rose:

I'm curious what people think of this writing style though, because it isn't easy for me to write like that, but somehow it works better like this. that's why I'd like to know what you like and don't like in this story. (including the writing style). And just general feedback so I can improve my writing.
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LeeMonica Featured By Owner Aug 17, 2010
Wanneer komt het volgende hoofdstuk? Het is spannend!
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Vicktorr Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2010
I love how the story starts, small clues scattered around in your description. The part where she meets him is so wonderfull :D . These kind of stories, and this kind of story telling is my weakness ^_^ . Love it, i hope you will have the kindness to share some more stories like this :) !
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Skyana Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2010
Thank you for the wonderful comment :tighthug:. I tried to imagine a meeting that you can never forget, no matter how old a person gets. I'm glad you saw it in the story.
And I'll sure try to share more stories :blush:
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