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Who is Zoe

His voice

His voice

May 29, 2019

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He grabbed my hand and took it to his face. I could see it was like something

 was taken from him. I felt full all of a sudden. 


“Thank you.” 


His words confused me but he no longer looked like a junky. It was so strange

 looking at him now. He smiled to me with such a kind expression. 


“You are really special.”


 Thanks that is just what I wanted to hear when I am about to freak out. He 

let go of my hand then started to walk off. Nothing more was said as I

 watched him disappear in the distance. I was still in a state of shock. What

 had just happened with him and me? Okay this is the time that you need to

 get a hold of yourself Zoe. Remember you were suppose to be dead. I can’t

 keep freaking out over every little bizzar thing. I took a deep breathe then

 smacked my face. The sting made me feel a little better. All of this crazy stuff

happening so close to one another was enough to make me crack.




A gust of wind kind of knocked me out of my stooper. I felt like someone was

 there with me. It was a feeling I was starting to get more and more often.


 “Zoe....you will be mine.” 


I flipped out as turning to see no one. I knew there was something wrong.

 That voice was so creepy. It had the hair on my arms standing straight up.


 “It is not time for you to see me yet. Soon enough though you and I will be

 together.” 


What the hell was with this creepy guys voice. I felt a hand touch my face as a

 cold breeze blew my hair. I hoped with all my might that was the end of the

 guy. Waiting for a few minutes it was silent. When I felt it was safe once

 more I began to walk. My thoughts drifted as walking about the junky who’d 

followed me. What had truly happened there with us? Was I some kind of 

devourer of sin? Or was I just now a freak of nature? One thing was for sure 

that my stomach no longer hurt. It was odd but I honestly felt stronger as

 well.




A smile came to my face as I passed a store. It was the shop I had always gone

 too as a child. The owner never cared who people were but how they acted.

 It was so sad when she had died a few years ago. Most people didn’t seem to

 care. I spent several hours at her grave that day. I wanted her to know how

 much she had meant to me. Licking my lips I continued to walk out of town.

 This wasn’t as hard of a task when I had nothing left here any longer. Once

 you die in a sense I suppose it does change you.



 A small laugh passed my lips as I saw the welcome to Hope sign. This town

 was anything but Hope for anyone. It was more like welcome to Hell. The 

sign was the same one from a hundred years ago. Most people had wanted to

 tear it down. I suppose the historical freaks made them keep it. Either way it

 was nice to walk pass it knowing this was the end of here for me.




After walking an hour a car stopped. I managed to get them to take me to a

 train station. The ticket vendor was friendly enough as I paid for a ticket to

 Gavin. I really had no idea where it was but it was better then here. I sat

 down on the bench just waiting for the train to arrive. There was a few 

women down from me giggling. They were looking to the young security

 guard. I couldn’t help but laugh when he blushed at the girls. It reminded me

 of some bad movie scene. The girls glared down at me as whispering. It

 didn’t phase me any as I laughed a little more. I stopped laughing after a few

 minutes.



 A little boy the other way smiled to me. His mother was holding him close.

 She seemed to be afraid of my almost white skin, let alone the lips. This was

 something I did expect from some people. The little boy waved as I gave a 

smile. He seemed to like my appearance. I sat there for a while till the train 

pulled up. A man came out of the train yelling it was for Gavin. It wasn’t like

 we needed him to be so freaking loud.




Boarding the train was interesting as they checked my bag for any kind of 

weapons. I rolled my eyes at them. Once they were done I found a seat. It 

wasn’t so bad since it had a lot of padding. Most of the time I heard their

 seats were really uncomfortable. Letting out a deep breathe I tried to relax.

 The train started to move as a woman almost fell in the aisle. She had a 

sweet look to her. It was almost like she was a small town country girl. As she 

walked past me I could feel something from her. 



To be honest I didn’t know how to explain it. I watched as she sat in the back 

of the train cart. Her eyes never left the floor for an hour. She seemed to be 

clinging to a picture in her hand. I let out a sigh as thinking why do I give a 

damn. Giving up for the moment on my thoughts, I looked out the window.

 The night was really dark as we passed a town. It looked like lights just 

flashing before my eyes. It was actually kind of neat just seeing something 

that was new to me.




One of the workers came down the aisle and said the food cart was open. 

Most of the people left their seats. I sat there watching as they all left but her.

 For some reason I wanted to ask if she was alright. To be honest with myself 

it was strange to just care about random people. I had tended to let their 

problems remain just that; their problems. She glanced up for just a moment

 to see I was still here. I let out a frustrated sigh with myself. I got up and 

walked over to the girl. She glanced up to me with such a deep sadness in her

 eyes. It was obvious she was trying not to continue to cry. 


“Can I help you?” 


Her voice was shaky. Closing my eyes I took in a deep breathe. Hesitant I 

place my hand on the one holding the picture. All of a sudden I could see the

 same girl. We were in a fancy looking house. The living room set looked to be

 more money then I’d ever seen. She was sitting in a blue high fashioned 

dress on a small couch.




“Rosa...How many times do I have to tell you he will never be welcomed

 here?”


 I thought she had a pretty name as least. Rosa looked up to a woman who 

had walked into the room. The woman looked to be in her late fifties. For a 

moment I didn’t notice anything strange at all. After trying to figure out why I

 was seeing her past or something, I noticed blood on the old woman. She

 had blood splatter on her silk white dress. Rosa looked up to her with a

 forced smile. That is when a gun shot went off several times. Several people

 ran into the room. 



All of them women who seemed to not be surprised by what just took place.

 One of the women laughed. It appeared no one had liked this old lady. Rosa

 stood up handing the gun over to what I think is her mother. 


“Turn me in or don’t...she deserved it after what she did.”


 All the women watched as she walked from the room. I was back in the 

present. Rosa looked up to me with a bewildered expression. To be honest I 

was kind of bewildered as well. Why did I see her past instead of taking 

something. I thought it would be like with the man from my home town.




I took my hand from her and walked back to my seat. Rosa stood up and 

followed me. 


“What was that all about?” 


She sat down across from me. Letting out a sigh I tried to explain. That is

 when her expression looked like I was some sort of alien. It made me laugh

 some as I knew how she felt. Many people started to return to the train cart.

 That was my queue to get up and leave this area. This was all too much of a

 headache. So now I see things and take away a lifetime of sin from people. 

What was going to be the next freakish thing to happen?

Neshema
Neshema aka Melissa

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