My Twisted Turn

I stood in front of the house and I wondered how it could be so cheap, it was a normal two sleeping room bungalow. I did my key in the keyhole an opened the door. You could imagined when you know it was a quiet village named Sundreams that I didn't expected this at all. I saw a girl, she looked like Samara from the Ring, or like the Grudge, but when I turned the light on... She was gone... 'It was just light from the window, and I'm tired. It was nothing.' I whispered softly. I closed the door and lie down on the couch, thinking of twisted turn my life made. I shooted the doctor, I killed somebody. Me, with my 19 Springs in my pocket, I killed somebody. 'I am a murderer.' The first time, I said it softly but after that I talked louder until I shouted it out. Exhausted I led my head rest on the couch.

Later that week, I saw the girl a few times more, every time a little better until she looked like a normal girl, she didn't scare me anymore normally she passed away in a couple of seconds. Until.. I was in the supermarket buying chocolate spread when I saw her again but this time she seemed more alive than usual. As a matter of fact, she didn't disappear. She looked at me and walked right in front of me, I saw her sparkling brown eyes, I realized that I was the whole time staring at her. 'If you are checking me out, I wanna know your name and no, it didn't hurt when I felt out of heaven because I'm not an Angel.' While she was talking, it striked me that she looked tired, no exhausted. I saw the question in her eyes and I realized that she wanted an answer. 'I am Adam, you?' I asked, 'Jenna.' She smiled at me.

That night I was tortured by nightmares about the doctor, the nameless girl in my house that looked exactly like Jenna and Jenna herself. I awoke with an scream and cursed. Call me a stalker but I went to Jenna's house. It was in the middle of the night so I suspected that the light was shut off. I didn't expected that I saw her crying on the couch with her hand holded by another young man. 'I'm dying.' She cried, but I understood every word she said. 'My heart is dying, and nobody will give me a new.' 'I will.' I heard the boy speak. 'No! I can't live without you.' She whispered. That sentence did hurt me more than I could ever imagine. I didn't really know her, but I cared about her, I loved her.

The days that followed were like a sleep for me. I had an clearly plan in my head. But i didn't really lived it. I went into the center, with a microphone in my hand and confessed who I really am. I did made an appointment with the hospital and after my confession I ran in it.

A few days after the confession of the boy she knew as Adam, Jenna got a letter from the hospital. They wanted to make an appointment for a heart operation. Someone gave his. Adam gave his.