BRRRRRRRA Story by Heartful5160This is just a little story I wrote on my free time As I’m
walking down the busy sidewalk with my boyfriend, Gabriel, in Times Square, I see people walking past me
with their arms full of shopping bags, knowing that their tourists and coming
from all over the world. I notice all the people shoving and pushing with rush
running through their blood, needing to be somewhere. I’m walking and
struggling to keep my bags from sliding off, as people rush by. I take hold of
Gabriel’s hand and then a little kid that’s excited to get somewhere runs right
in between us. He separates the grip me and Gabriel held between our hands. I
start to grab for Gabriel’s hand again, but I couldn't move. I notice that Gabriel keeps walking, not
noticing what’s going on. I feel something below freezing coming up my leg. I
look down and I believe that it’s ice. Ice coming up my legs! I look back up
and I see Gabriel walking back my way and I notice more people are stopping and
staring. “Gabriel, please come over here and help me!” I exclaimed. “What’s going on?” he wondered. “I don’t know.” Then Gabriel starts to notice that the ice
is moving up me pretty quick and I realized that my whole body is fixing to be
frozen. Gabriel leans for a kiss and stands back on the wall that’s there and
stays there with me. I slowly close my eyes and go into a deep sleep. I notice that
when I wake up from this deep sleep that I had fallen into, Gabriel is still
there. That brought back the last memory that I had. We were walking down Times
Square together and a little kid separates the holding of me and Gabriel’s
hands. That’s what it was. That little kid turned me frozen, but how come he
didn't turn Gabriel the same way? I was hoping that this would only last for a
couple of hours. I start to see if I could make any noise with my mouth, and I
could, so I tried to get Gabriel’s attention. I start holding a scream in,
because I couldn't open my mouth. Nobody was around. It was night time and I
could see that the lights were shining on the buildings. It was time for the
city to shut down and rest till the next morning. But one person that didn't
even rest or sleep and was by my side was Gabriel. I was frozen, but then I
could also see everything around me. I could still see the world happening
around me. Life was
happening around me, without me even moving. Years and months started passing
without me. People that I knew came to see me, because Gabriel had told my
family what happened. They looked different, because twenty years later passed
before me. They grew and changed. I was stuck here in Times Square, looking
like a statue, watching the world change before me. The buildings had begun to
float above the ground. People were driving what you call the flying cars.
Everything was just so surreal. I had noticed that nobody was using phones
anymore. If you wanted to call someone, you had to press a button on this
little device and they would appear in front of you. A hologram. Everything had changed. No more calling on
the phones. No more trying to keep your business private. Whenever you had to
call someone or if they called you, you better hope no one was around, because
they would know your business. I just wish I
could go back to living the life before. Before I was frozen and stuck in one
place. Everything seemed much easier, comparing it all to the look on all the
people’s faces. Then I see the little boy, the boy that froze me there in the
first place. I try to scream really loud, but I just couldn't. He saw I and he
stood in front of me and he touched the ice that was surrounding and covering
my body. He touched me and all the ice fell to the ground and my body was hard
to move. I had walked into the future, not knowing what was going on. I had
stepped into a new world, that I had watched change before me. I was glad to be out of the ice, but I never
saw Gabriel again. He was gone. But I was happy
I was out of the ice. © 2015 Heartful5160 |
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Added on April 20, 2015 Last Updated on April 20, 2015 AuthorHeartful5160Sherwood , ARAboutI'm a sixteen year old hard working writer and I enjoy writing every second. I love to give my opinion on things. I've written about three novels and trying to get them published. Please, if you have .. more..Writing
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