In The Arms Of An Angel
Chapter 6
Gaby walked quietly down the hallway. She couldn't risk waking up
Anya. If she did, she can say good-bye to her plans of exploring at least
part of Sligo. With her backpack in tow, she stepped outside.
The wind kissed her and the warm breeze enveloped her. A smile
crossed her face. "I better hurry or else Anya will catch me!" With that she
walked briskly, not letting any scenery pass her by, though. She must have
looked like a mad woman because people were staring at her, whispering and
chuckling. She didn't care. No one knows her. Besides, there is absolutely
nothing to be ashamed of.
Several minutes later, she found herself in Hazelwoods, a
nature trail park. The beauty right infront of her took her breath away.
Absolute madness, she thought. Her pacing picked up and she was
half-galloping, half-walking in excitement. "Oh! Wow!" she'd repeatedly say,
disturbing the birds and making the dried leaves on the ground crunch really
loud. "This is heaven! This is absolutely massive!" she said, panting
and catching her breath. She wiped the sliver of sweat that formed on her
face. She laid a small picnic blanket that she chucked from Anya`s and sat
on it. Right before her eyes was a picturesque scenery so beautiful painting
it into words won't do any justice. A beautiful lake littered with swans
with an old man on his boat, desperately casting his rod. The wonderful
smell of grass. The gentle breeze and the blowing of the wind that made the
trees sway in a beautiful rhythm. "Could I have died and went to heaven?"
she asked herself, laughing at her exaggeration.
Up in the skies, crazy formations have started to configure. Gaby just had
to look at them and partake in such experience. Lying on her back, her hands
linked together to support her head, she began her cloud exploration. "Oh
nasty!" she exclaimed when 2 round objects appear before her. "Breasts! Big,
round breasts!" she laughed. Imagine that! Clouds are even naughty. She went
on. Then there was an angel that was sort of lying, her wings spread wide
and she was looking down. "A guardian angel," she muttered and felt at ease.
She knew that her angel was protecting her. Something good will happen
today, she predicted.
She closed her eyes for awhile, letting the wind caress her face
and blow her hair. She saw herself, dangling from a cliff, desperately
clinging on to a rope that was starting to fray. A scream escaped her
throat, her legs flailing about as she painstakingly tried to move on up, to
situate herself in a comfortable and safe zone. But she couldn't. She was
getting heavier and heavier. One more move and it'll be over. She took a
deep breath and waited for the inevitable to happen. Nothing. Her patience
growing thin, she started climbing again, slowly, clutching the rope
tightly, making herself as weightless as possible. SNAP. The rope gave up
and she was falling, faster and faster. A loud shriek was building up inside
her but it won't come out. She was going to die.