Journey Into LifeA Story by TheMizFitThis is actually the second version of this story. It makes me laugh because of how much I've changed it for the better.Journey into Life Once,
there lived a happy couple. They were happy until they realized they wouldn’t
be able to have their own child after 5 years of waiting and trying. They tried
all they could to have a baby, but nothing happened. None of them were sterile,
but it happened that they couldn’t conceive a baby either. They
prayed. They prayed a lot of times, every night, every morning. They prayed
that they’d one day have a baby. Exactly
6 years after their wedding day, good news filled their house. Maureen, the
wife, discovered that she was pregnant. After 6 years, she was pregnant! After
6 years, they’re having their own child. Tears of joy were the first thing that
came out of Charles, the husband, once he discovered about the news. He was
shocked, happy and excited all at the same time. Months
of having a baby inside of her, Maureen craved a lot of things and food. Charles
wanted their baby boy to be taken care of all the time. He would give Maureen
whatever she wanted. He was very excited for this baby, he always wanted a boy.
It’s like all of their wishes came true. After
9 months, Baby Berry was finally out of his mother’s womb. Maureen and Charles
Berry were the happiest couple alive. Finally, they had a baby; a healthy and
perfect baby. They named him Matthew, meaning “God’s gift.” Matthew was God’s gift for them. A gift worth
waiting for. Maureen
and Charles spoiled Matthew with all their love. They taught Matthew all the
good traits; respect, discipline, leadership and many more. They brought Matthew
to the best school in town, with complete needed things and all the unnecessary
things Matthew wanted. Matthew
Charles Berry. This man grew up to be a handsome man. Girls would be head over
heels over him. Everyone would say, “Who wouldn’t?” Who wouldn’t, with his body
structure; he wasn’t fat at all but his body wasn’t filled with muscles. Who
wouldn’t, with his hair; spiky, gravity-defying as people would describe,
whoever would brush their hands through his hair would feel good. Who wouldn’t,
with his eyes; those perfect green eyes with brown linings. Who wouldn’t, with
his nose; simply perfect. Who wouldn’t, with the looks he had? Every girl’s
dream. No one would find him unattractive, physically-wise. Personality-wise,
people think he’s an angel sent from
heaven. His parents think he was an angel sent from heaven, God’s gift, even.
He was an angel, until he started hanging out with not-so-great friends.
Friends who wanted to be his friends only because he was perfect. Friends who
wanted to be his friends because he’s rich. Friends who wanted to be his
friends to be popular. These friends taught Matthew to ignore his studies,
rebel against his parents, cheat on his girlfriends,
start drinking and smoking and partying like an animal. Matthew learned all
these and totally forgot about what his parents taught him. His
parents didn’t like the outcome of hanging out with this group of friends. They
did everything to take Matthew away from these bad influences. They asked him
to stop hanging out with them, Matthew didn’t listen. They took away his phone
and didn’t allow him out of the house with his friends, Matthew didn’t listen.
They took away the internet access and totally didn’t allow him out of the
house, Matthew sneaked out; he didn’t listen. “Guys!”
Matthew called out as he entered their ‘headquarters’. All of his friends
looked around and saw him. They all cheered. They were so happy Matthew could
make it. He wasn’t allowed out of the house so he had to wait for his parents
to sleep, luckily, they were asleep before 11:30PM. The party would start at 12
midnight; at least they had time to prepare. “Dude,
I’m glad f*****g you made it,” One of his friends, Jake, said as the cheering
stopped. Everyone else repeated what he said, their faces showing glee. They
knew half of them wouldn’t be allowed in the party if Matthew wasn’t there.
After all, they hung on to Matthew. “Now, it’s time to go!” Jake exclaimed as
everyone started cheering again, including Matthew. Good thing he locked his
room and told his parents that his car was still ‘being fixed’ but it was just
in their headquarters, ready in case they go to parties like this. They
had three cars; Matthew’s car, Jake’s car and Lea’s car. Matthew had 2 dudes and
a girl in his car. He was perfectly fine with this. He would be driving. He
missed driving his car. Now he had it, he was so happy. He drove to the party,
which took about 5 minutes from their headquarters. He stopped in front of a
mansion. A little smaller than their mansion, back in another city. He saw
people going inside the mansion; others were being forced to leave by a girl. Clearly,
they weren’t in the list of those who were invited. Matthew walked up to the
girl together with his friends, “Hello, Patricia.” Matthew flirted. “Oh,
hello there, Matt,” Patricia flirted back. “Let’s see if you’re invited.” She
said as she slowly scanned a list. Matthew stopped her from continuing. She
looked up to see a pair of flirting eyes from Matthew, “Patricia, don’t mind
the list. You know very well I’m invited, and you would be sad not to have me
here, so just let me and my friends in.” Matthew said, effortlessly flirting
with Patricia. Patricia nodded and bit her lip. “Okay,
you can go in,” she said more to Matthew’s friends than to Matthew. “Princess,
can you handle the visitors coming in for a while?” Patricia asked to a girl
who looked like her who was next to her, obviously, her sister. Matthew
examined the two as they talked, they really looked alike. Matthew knew they
were twins. Same brown eyes, same pointed nose, same body structure, everything
was the same. The only thing that was different was their hair. Patricia had a
long and straight black hair with blonde streaks while Princess has a long and
curly black hair. “Matt,” Patricia said with a seducing voice that cut off
Matt’s thoughts. “So, want to go in?” she asked. Matt nodded, biting his lip. They
both went inside but instead of partying with the others, they went straight to
the room in the second floor. It looked like a guest room because it was empty,
obviously no one occupied it. Patricia started kissing Matt, he kissed back.
Matt threw Patricia to the bed and he followed to the bed. Before they could
start kissing once again, the door swung open, followed by a scream. Matthew
looked at the door and there stood one of his girlfriends who took him seriously, thinking she was his only
girlfriend. “Matt?” she shouted. Matt looked at Patricia, “Go on.” She
whispered. Matt rolled his eyes, “I wanted to break up with her anyways.” He
whispered fast. Patricia smiled. Matt stood up on the floor and looked up at
Eula, his girlfriend. Patricia stood up straight on the bed. “What’s
this?” Eula asked, her voice shaking. “Matt?” Matt looked at her emotionlessly.
He looked at Patricia with eyes telling her that he didn’t want this drama.
Patricia stood up next to Matt, “Sweetie, this means he wants to break up with
you,” Patricia started. Eula started crying. “You took this relationship to
seriously, dear. You know how this works.” Patricia talked as if she had
sympathy but the truth was she wanted this to end, too. Eula wasn’t able to
control herself anymore. She couldn’t stop crying. She walked fast to Matt and
Patricia and started slapping Patricia, but before her hand hit her face, Matt
was able to stop her. “Eula,
don’t be pathetic. I want to break up with you already and Patricia’s got
nothing to do with it. Now, can you just leave us alone?” Eula glared at him
and left the room, closing the door with full force. Patricia and Matt looked
at each other and started laughing. “Pathetic.” Patricia said as they continued
what they were supposed to do before Eula interrupted them. “Dude,
I saw Eula crying earlier,” Jake told Matthew once he saw him. Matthew was in
the bar of Patricia’s house, drinking an alcoholic drink he liked so much. “She
left early.” He added. Matthew looked at him with a smile, “I broke up already.
God, I can’t take her,” He said. Jake laughed as he got an alcoholic drink, the
one like what Matthew was drinking. “Too much drama.” He added. Jake raised his
glass and said, “Cheers, for being free at last.” Hours,
it took them hours in the party. Matthew drank a lot already, he lost count. He
wasn’t even sober anymore. He had been with countless girls already. He danced
and drank a lot but no one seemed to care. After all, nearly everyone in the
house was drunk. They wouldn’t be in great trouble because they were all 20 and
above. Matthew was 20, but even if he was young, he’d be drunk like this in
parties. “S**t,”
Matthew exclaimed as he finished drinking a glass of Jack Daniel’s. “It’s 3:30
already. Dude, I’m going now.” He addressed to Jake. Jake merely nodded; he was
still having a great time. Matthew went out of the house, barely able to walk
straight. He saw Princess by the gate and went towards her, “Princess, tell
your sis I went home already, okay?” his words were slurred but Princess was able
to understand it. She nodded, “You’ll drive alone?” she asked. Matthew nodded,
giving her a thumb up. “Be careful, you’re drunk!” she exclaimed, making sure
Matthew could hear her from the distance. Matthew gave her a thumb up again to
tell her that he heard her. Matthew
went inside of his car, starting the engine. He had a headache but he was used
to these. He knew he’d be fine, it would take him just a few minutes to get to
the headquarters and into their house and back into his room. Matthew drove
recklessly, not knowing what he was doing. He was nearly asleep when he heard a
loud crash and looked up. His adrenaline was rushing. He couldn’t breathe. He
was shouting swear words, his car just crashed to a bus that crashed to another
bus. He fought to get air but he couldn’t, his head was bleeding badly. Matthew
woke up and all he could see was white. It wasn’t clear, but he was sure he
wasn’t in his room or in the hospital. He felt okay, he touched his forehead
and there was no blood anymore. He felt strong and healthy as ever. He opened
his eyes and looked around, “Where am I?” he said. His voice echoed all over
the place. Nothing else was there, only him and a white background. He looked
at his left, white. He looked at his right, white. He looked above, white. He
looked down, white. He wasn’t wearing the last thing he wore; he wasn’t wearing
his blue “I’m Boss” shirt, his jeans and his white and red shoes, instead, he
was wearing a white polo, black slacks and black leather shoes. “Hello?’ he
said and once again, his voice echoed. No one answered. “Hello?” he asked
again, this time louder. His voice echoed once again. No one answered, but
after a while. He heard someone moving. He looked all around and saw a man; the
man was wearing the same thing he wore. The
man looked like he was in his late 30’s. He had a brown beard, his brown hair
was long. He had brown eyes, too. “Who are you?” Matthew asked. “W-where am I?”
he added, stuttering. Matthew knew that in his tone, he was scared, but he
didn’t feel scared. He felt safe. “Matthew,
what have you done to your life?” the man said, ignoring his questions. He was
walking nearer to Matthew. “What
do you mean?” Matthew asked. He was confused. He didn’t know this man; he
didn’t know where he was. “Can you just tell me where I am?” Matthew asked
rudely, he was starting to be annoyed. “Ah,
Matthew. You are in a place created in your head,” As the man said this, a
building appeared a lot of feet away from them, a street, even. The street was
filled of clubs and some buildings and people. There seemed to be a party in
every building. Matthew wanted to run to that street but his feet wouldn’t
bring his to. “Matthew, let me ask you again,” The man said and the street
disappeared. “What have you done with your life?” “I
don’t know what you’re talking about.” Matthew said rudely. The man smiled. “Of
course you know what I’m talking about. Let me show you,” He said and a small
square, it looked like a television, appeared in between them. “Watch that,
Matthew.” The man said, more than ordered. Matthew looked at the television,
intently watching it as flashes of his life appeared. From him being born,
raised a good boy and ending up like what he was right now. “Now,
reflect on what you just watched.” The man said as the television-like square
disappeared. Matthew closed his eyes as flashes of his life appeared in his
mind. A single tear fell from his eyes. It was just now that he realized he
wasn’t the person his parents raised him to be. “I’m
sorry.” Matthew said. He wanted to go home and hug his parents. He wanted to
say sorry to everyone he hurt. He wanted to change. “Why
are you telling that to me?” the man said. Matthew opened his eyes. “You
should’ve said sorry before everything was too late.” Matthew looked confused.
“What do you mean ‘too late’?” He asked. The man gave him a small smile. “Matthew,
what was the last thing you did before you were here?” “I
was in a car accident,” The man nodded. Understanding flooded Matthew. “No, I
can’t be dead. I don’t belong here,” Matthew was already panicking. “I need
another chance, another chance. I just want to change.” The man shook his head. “You
can’t Matthew. You’ve had your chance.” The man said. Matthew stared at him in
disbelief. I can’t be dead. I need
another chance to live. I don’t belong here. I want to go home. Matthew
thought. Matthew didn’t expect it but the man slowly dissolved into thin air. “No!
Wait! Please, give me another chance!” He screamed. Before the man totally
dissolved and was gone, he shook his head, looking sorry. Matthew cried. He
didn’t want to die, but he just had to accept his new reality. © 2011 TheMizFitAuthor's Note
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Added on June 4, 2011 Last Updated on June 4, 2011 AuthorTheMizFitPhilippinesAboutAbout Me? I'm Rica. Currently 13 years old and I live in the Philippines. I am currently a Junior in High School in one of the best schools in the country :). I love music and I always wanted to be a.. more..Writing
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