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TYiOHS - Heaven by ~kbxshadow:iconkbxshadow:



Thirteen Years in One Hundred Steps: Theme 7 – Heaven

I’ve seen it before. That’s why I think angels are real.

Actually, I’ve always thought they were real. My sister told me they weren’t, though. I kicked her in her shin and just ran away.

I hate my sister. She’s older than me. And she would never help me when Ma and Pa hit me.

They always hit me. Or sometimes they kick me. Other times they would leave me outside in the cold night. I always got sick because of it.

So on the first day of the Falls of March, when they threw me out again, I ran away. I hated them. They always told me to die. And that’s what I wanted to do by running away.

I got into the forest. I kept running, but I was hungry, thirsty, cold, sick, and tired. I couldn’t keep going.

I remember a huge tree. It was big, black, and it seemed to call me. I liked it. I thought it would help me, so I went over to it.

It was really big. I didn’t think trees could be so big. I wanted to climb it because I thought the angels would come to take me from the top. If I went up high, I thought the angels would come to get me.

I couldn’t climb it though. I was too tired. Too cold. I fell down in the grass and I think I went to sleep.

Or maybe that glow at the top of the tree was real, and when I did reach for it, maybe the angels did come for me.

Everything’s white in heaven. There are these huge white buildings, white fountains, white flowers…Everything’s white.

I think I went to the flowers. They were very pretty.

There were roses, I think. And wildflowers. Bluebells, except they were white too. Lilies. Daffodils. Poppies. Pansies. Chrysanthemums. Irises. Lavenders. Narcissuses. Carnations. Violets. Sweet peas. Lily-of-the-valleys. Larkspurs. Gladiolas. Except they were all white.

I think there was a slight wind. I can’t remember too much.

An angel flew above me sometimes. When I waved to them, they waved back to me.

I like the angels.

I like heaven too. There’s always this bright light that shines throughout heaven. It’s always so peaceful, and all the angels are so nice.

There was this one angel who came and talked to me. I liked him. He was really nice to me, and he was also kind of cute. It was also kind of creepy. He looked almost exactly like you, Marth.

Except older.

I think he was an adult version of you.

He had the same blue hair like you, except it was a little bit more settled and relaxed than yours. He also wore this golden headband that had a sapphire stone in the middle. Like I said, he looked exactly like you, except older: blue eyes, blue hair, and very handsome…

…I wouldn’t say you’re handsome though, of course.

But it’s still weird to think you looked so much like that angel, Marth.

He talked to me for a little bit. Why is a child like you here in the heavens? he asks.

So I told him about my family. Except I wouldn’t call them my family anymore.

And he listened to me. He sat next to me. When I started crying, he would hug me.

I’ve never touched an angel before.

He was so warm.

I think I fell in love with him. I didn’t want to let go of him.

Then he asks me Are you sure you want to stay here? And I said yes, I wanted to stay. I wanted to stay with him forever and ever.

He kind of laughed a little and hugged me again. And he doesn’t let go this time. I’m glad he doesn’t, because I love him.

Then he doesn’t say anything and stays kinda silent for a long time, just looking at all the white flowers. He looked sad, but I didn’t know why. So I asked him.

I’m waiting for someone, he says.

Who? I ask.

He looks at me, smiles a little, then sighs. Someone who looks exactly like you, he said. This is where people like me come to wait for our loved ones.

Not me? I ask.

He said not quite. Then looks at me for a moment again, stroking my hair. I’m not supposed to be here yet, he said. But I promised her to meet her here. I won’t go back from here until she comes.

I thought about that for a moment. Then I ask him if I really look like the one he’s waiting for.

Yes, he said. You look exactly like her when she was your age. How old are you?

I told him I was four.

She was four when I met her for the first time, he said.

What was her name? I asked.

He paused again. Aliana, he said. Her name was Aliana. I made a promise to her that if we were ever separated, we would meet here.

I thought it was kind of weird because my name was Aliana too, but I didn’t think I’d ever met him. I told him that.

He seemed confused. Then he says No wonder you look so much like her. The Aliana I’m waiting for is thirteen years older.

I asked him if I was supposed to meet him in another thirteen years.

He looks at me for a moment then asks the weirdest question ever.

“Have you met a boy named Marth yet?”

I told him I hadn’t. And I asked him why.

He held me closer. He was so warm…So caring. And I already loved him.

Then he told me to touch his back. I did, and I saw that he didn’t have wings anymore, but they were there when he first came to talk to me.

So I asked him what happened to his wings.

He told me he didn’t need them anymore because he knew why he was here now. Then he touched my back and asked me if I knew why I didn’t have wings.

I didn’t know.

So he told me it was because I wasn’t supposed to be here. He said just like he had lost his wings, I had never gotten mine because neither of us were supposed to be here. Neither of us were supposed to die yet.

He said his wait had somewhat paid off.

But I wasn’t the one he was waiting for. I didn’t get it.

I must have looked funny because he started laughing at me.

I liked how he laughed. It was kind of sweet, yet it wasn’t, you know, girly sweet. It was calm, like the soft wind that blew through heaven. I wanted to stay here with him, with the white flowers, with the soft wind, with the bright light of heaven.

But he said no. He said the reason why he was here was to help me.

I told him I didn’t need any help. I told him I wanted to stay here in the heavens with him. Then I told him I loved him. Because I did. I loved him with all my heart. He was my savior angel even if he didn’t have wings.

He told me he loved me too. Except, he told me, I was breaking his heart right then.

I didn’t want to hurt him. I asked him how I was hurting him.

By not going back to where you actually belong, he said, you’re tearing my heart apart.

He told me if I really died right now, then I would never meet him in real life.

But I wanted to meet him. I told him I wanted to meet him, and if we did, I wanted to marry him.

He kind of laughed again and told me to keep on living until his time. He told me when I saw him again in thirteen years, then he would think about marrying me.

I didn’t want to live though. My parents and sister would come and kill me if I was alive, and I hated them. I didn’t want to ever see them again.

He pointed to the bright light and told me that it stood for hope. The light, he said, guides you on your way. This one in heaven redirects people so they’re following the right path. And right now, he went on, it wants to tell us to go back to our rightful places.

I told him I didn’t want to be alive.

He only said that if I didn’t go back, then I would never meet him.

I was starting to not care anymore.

I think he saw it too, because he hugged me again. Someone in my world was waiting for me, he said. Though I hadn’t met them yet, someone was waiting for me.

He said I shouldn’t keep them waiting.

He told me he would be glad to help me go back.

I said I didn’t want help, but I wanted to see him again. I actually wanted to stay. I didn’t want to go back.

He said that I had to, though. He even promised to give me the courage and will to go back.

I told him I didn’t want or need it.

He only held me tighter, saying I had so much to live for, that someone would be unhappy if I wasn’t there. He asked me to promise to become the Aliana he was waiting for.

I didn’t say anything. I thought if I said something, I would be taken back down to being alive. And I didn’t want to be alive.

But he just sighed, pulled me away from him, and made me look at him. He said that I had always been a stubborn one and told me that he would be waiting in the future. He didn’t let me talk anymore, even though I wanted to tell him I didn’t want to make him wait. He wouldn’t let me say anything, but I wanted to tell him I wanted to stay here in heaven. He wouldn’t let me talk, even though I wanted to ask him what his name was.

He said Don’t say anything.

Then he kissed my forehead and he hugged me again, saying he couldn’t wait to see me in the future but he had to.

I asked him What’s your name?

He just said to not worry about it and go back. I think he put his hand on my heart. I don’t remember. But I remember a light. It was this bright shining light that I saw when he put his hand on my heart. I think.

I think he kissed my forehead again. I felt something. I know that.

And then I think I woke up. I did. I remember. Because it was after the light when I saw you over me, Marth.

And I hated you because you looked so much like that angel. Except I don’t even know if he really was an angel. I think he was. I still hated you because of that though.

But heaven isn’t bad at all.

I’d like to go there again. I want to meet that angel again.

Only next time, I would punch him.

But heaven’s great.

I like heaven.
©2007-2009 ~kbxshadow
:iconkbxshadow:

Author's Comments

Theme 7 of the 100 Theme Challenge: Heaven

Now before you bombard me about word tenses and sentence structure and grammar, I tried to do this from the viewpoint of a little four-year-old who absolutely hates the world named Aliana.

Yes, we finally meet Aliana with her viewpoint about a certain place she visited prior to meeting young Marth. Hooray.

SawatteMinh says it's a molestation story. *sigh* That's not what it was supposed to be, but oh well. It's still my favorite 100 Theme entry though.

*gaspity* Aliana's actually being a little sweetheart in this one. Aww~. Not.

I derived this style from a book called "The House on Mango Street." The first-person viewpoint in that book is great. I love it, and so I derived it. It made this one an amazing entry, I think: one of the few entries I believe I'll ever like. Because, let's be honest, I never really liked any of the chapters I have up for "KH: TSBW". Maybe except for the first chapter after the prologue. Meh...I dunno. I don't like that one either, actually.

But I digress.

Have fun with this one. I'll hopefully put up the next one soon. It takes forever to write these things. Spare me.

:ahoy:
~kbxshadow

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:iconsupersmasher025:
heh, a nice thought on heaven.... wonder what its like there...
:iconkbxshadow:
I'm sure everyone's thought of that one point.

Aliana sure has. That's why I did this. :D

:ahoy:
~kbxshadow

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"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~James Dean
:iconroyalfanatic:
Mwahaha...x) That actually made sense.

For some reason though, ideas were swirling around in my head. >> Umm...if Aliana does win the love square, I'd like to play with this a little bit. Of course, if Aliana loses, it doesn't hold that much meaning. x)

I 'd the third to last line though. =D

Good job! ^_^

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You say yes, I say no.
You say stop, but I say go go go!
Oh no.
You say goodbye, and I say hello.
Hello Goodbye ~ Beatles

"I got blisters on my fingers!" ~ Ringo Starr

Behind-The-Scenes Extras of New Moon! 8D
:iconkbxshadow:
Sweet. It made sense. I didn't think it would, lol.

And feel free to use it. Like I said, this 100 Theme Challenge was more of a chance for me to go in-depth about my character.

Third to last line? xD I loved it too.

:ahoY:
~kbxshadow

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"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~James Dean
:iconsawatteminh:
again, molestation story.

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:jackdirt: this is bunny love....ban bunny love from happening to YOU.
:iconkbxshadow:
I already heard that one. xD Oh, but wait 'til I get to Rated. :rofl: It'll be great.

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"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~James Dean
:iconsawatteminh:
for my art, i'm drawing the sex on king size mattress thing for Rated xD
not sure i wanna put tj adam's face on it....it would make me too horny

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:jackdirt: this is bunny love....ban bunny love from happening to YOU.
:iconkbxshadow:
:rofl: If it's going to have that effect on you, I say don't do it. xD

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"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." ~James Dean

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