He pulled me closer to him, his hair was chocolate brown, slightly spikey. For a moment there was no words that I could bring myself to say or ask him. There was something about him that was just out of this world. “Hello.” His voice sounded as graceful as an angel. Then reality hit me as I felt scared and started to shake. “Please don’t be afraid of me, do not fear.” It was like he was trying to make me calm down. “Who are you?” I finally managed to say something to him. “I am just like you, I have travelled from afar searching for you.” This was sounding crazy, but I liked it, I didn’t care if it was just a dream or my hangover still taking over me but in this very moment my heartache had just vanished.
“You are just beautiful.” Was all I could say back to him. He placed his lips so tenderly onto mine and I didn’t want this moment to end. My head then got the better of me as it felt so heavy, I felt his hands catch my fall but still everything went black.
I woke up on Christmas day, another late morning, only this time I was feeling so alive and so fresh. It was like I had become a whole new person after my visit from a spaceman the night before. I had decided to get up and open up presents from my parents that I had put under my little Christmas tree. There was one that I had not seen before, wrapped in sparkly silver paper and tied with a silver bow. The label read:
I will return again
Merry Christmas
Love from your Spaceman.
Feel the Thunder.
1.
It was just like any normal typical English weather day during the month of April; the rain was pouring fast and drumming loudly onto the rooftops. Gloomy clouds formed through the sky over the town as though it was appearing to cover the area, so no light could break through. The sound of the flood sirens can be heard for miles upon miles, warning if a light possibility that a tidal wave may erupt through the town causing the area to flood. A busy old looking Victorian warehouse located five miles away from the town in the middle of nowhere stood alone; inside the warehouse it had been converted into a polythene factory. This is one of many businesses the town’s welfare depended on. The only other building next to the warehouse was a newly built office block.
Kimberly sat at her desk looking out of the office window, her blonde hair pinned up tightly to form a bun. Her chipped red nails tapping viciously onto the varnished, stained wooden desk, her eyes gazing into nothing. “Kimberly, wake up.” A woman’s voice was heard, Kimberly’s gaze is interrupted, and she looks round the office to the direction where the voice appeared from. The other woman is a little older than Kimberly, her name is Jane.
“Sorry Jane.” Kimberly replies half asleep from a wonderful daydream that consisted of her meeting the love of her life. Kimberly never seems to have much luck with men; she has got the looks, the figure, the personality and the fashion sense. The poor girl just can never date a man that she can click with and hopefully one day settle down with. “perhaps I should go out and get some air.”
Slowly, like a snail lifting herself up off the desk chair, Kimberly smiles at Jane and leaves the office gracefully. She strolls towards the door that leads her to the stairs upon the back entrance of the factory. Clink clonk is the sound her heeled shoes creates heading down the stairs and the loud machinery is heard upon the entrance of the factory. The raindrops hitting the roof mixes along with the sound of the machines, this is about as loud as a heavy metal band at a gig and the smell of burning plastic filled the air.
Suddenly a tremendous flash of light hit the factory followed by a loud bang, the roof caved in and the ground shook as though the building had been struck by a thunder storm. Panicked workmen sprinted out of the factory to escape from the colliding roof. Kimberly looked around in anixously; her feet felt as though she was stuck to the floor like glue and she began to hyperventilate in fear that she was going to not live past this event. Colossal pieces of roof tiles and glass fell to the fall, surrounding her ability to escape.
“Help!!!” Kimberly screams out at the top of her lungs, but there is no one around to save her. Kimberly’s head felt heavy, her eyes closed, and she fell to the ground. Just before Kimberly hits the ground, someone out of nowhere approaches her and grasps hold of her to prevent her from falling on the factory floor. Through semi-consciousness eyes, Kimberly faces the mysterious person and she can just about make out his eyes. They are the colour blue, south sea blue and very magical; it is as though Kimberly felt like she was being drawn into his embrace. “Stay with me.” Were the words she just about could make out, his voice sounded deep but soft and then suddenly everything went black, Kimberly lost her vision and she could no longer see the mystery man’s fascinating blue eyes.
Kimberly
