• The last thought i had was when i saw his face when i passed out on th early summer's afternoon. I had known it was going to happen but i didnt know what time it would happen. The one thing that gave me a hint that it was going to happen any time was that when he tryed giving me a hug, my only instinct was to punch him or to push him. Before i got to do anything he noticed that i was tense so he backed off and asked me what was wrong. I lost all focus and just fainted in his arms that was the last thing i remebered. The concerned face that he gave me before i passed out.
    I woke up in a hospital with strangers sitting next to the bed. The women that was sitting in the chair was crying. She had dirty blonde hair with green eyes that were red from crying, but why was she crying? The man that walked up to us from leaning against the wall had black hair that was cropped short, his eyes were a mixture of green and hazel.
    Just before they said anything to me the doctor came in and asked to see them in the hallway so that i could have some privacy with the boy. He had brown eyes, was pale, and looked like he hadnt slept in awhile. He was very handsome, i recognized him from somewhere, but where?

    He came up to the bed and kissed me on the forehead. I flinched and just stared at his beautiful face. " She looks so beautiful even in a hospital bed. Say something to her you idiot dont just stand here!" he was thinking about me but why, and how did i know what he's thinking about in the first place?
    " You look better, you have some of your color back, thats good." he said nervously like he didnt want to hurt my feelings. " Why the hell did i say that? Of course she didn't get some color back, when she came here she was as white as. She looks dead but only with life in her eyes. Her beautiful brown green eyes that glow and change blue during the night." he thought. Why could i hear his vioce as if he was talking, but his lips weren't moving something was wrong.
    "Where the hell am I?" I asked and was suprised that I could barely whisper, when i wanted to yell. " Your'e in the hospital, you passed out and didnt wake up for a month we thought you were dead you weren't breathing, but you had a pulse so they tryed getting you to breath but they couldn't so they decided to wait to see if you would breath on your own. You didn't breath the whole week they were trying to make you, so they just put you in a coma to see if you would wake up on your own or if you would start to breath." he said in a hushed tone.
    " Why am I here?" I asked my voice getting louder by the second. " You passed out, i just told you that. Do you remeber anything?" he asked. "No. Who are you? What do you want with me? Why are you here? Who were those people that were just in here?" I asked all in one breath, but i just realized that i wasn't breathing and i didnt feel the need to like i was dead. I checked my neck for a pulse. BEET BEET BEET BEET. Something was realy wrong, my pulse was so fast that i couldn't count it all in a minute....
    "OH MY GOD, YOUR BLEEDING!" he yelled and ran to get the doctor. The doctor walked in and yelled to get nurses to assist him. You're bleeding from your eyes how do you feel any head ache? Can you see?" He pointed a flash light at my eye and i shrieked. "Stop that your hurting me i feel fine just keep all bright lights away from me!" I yelled at the doctor and pushed all the nurses away from me. I closed my eyes and asked for a mirror. The nurse gave me a wallet sized mirror and i looked at myself. My skin was as pale as snow, my eyes were a bright red and there was blood flowing from them.
    " Whats happening to me?" I yelled. " We're not sure you went through a change of some sort." the doctor told me. "Freya honey everything is going to be fine just let the doctor take care of you, please?
    " Leave me alone i don't want help from anyone. I have no clue who you people are and, why can i hear your thoughts?" I asked pointed at the boy " Who are all you of you people?" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
    Black fog came up my legs, up my dress, and down my arms. I felt two sharp points stab me in my shoulder blades. I felt the fog spred outward from my back. They flaped, I turned my head to look at my back, and saw two purple and black feathered large wings sprout out from my back. "What the hell are are these? What the hell is wrong with me?" I yelled and reached for the doctor's collor. I rased him one foot above the ground and shaked him a little. " What the hell is wrong with me?" I yelled in his face.

    to be continued