10. Back to life.

October, 2009

She’s up in her bed, looking at the yellowish top. Tears step into this picture of a cold night. Tears of fire, tears of hope. Tears that are yelling in the silence of the night.
She’s doing nothing.
She’s looking at the building behind her house through the mirror in which she loses all of her senses.

She closes her eyes, realizing the time is now. The smile is now on her face. She’s an artist. She’s what she’s always dreamed to be, but by now she lived her dream in front of her mirror with the headphones on, with a make-up microphone and with her imagination as the people clapping their hands listening to her.

A big stage and thousands of people.
The lights on her and the entire world for her. All of them are waiting for her appearance.
She’s there now, looking from behind the curtains. The happiness is felt in the air and everything surrounding her lies on this feeling which has no words to be described.
She is not nervous.
She is doing something that she feels she’s been doing forever. Actually, it’s the first time.
The first time for her being in front of them and the first time for them looking at her and listening to her.

She is living her dream now.
She is now singing, enjoying the admiration and their pretty smiles.
Now she can fly, like a butterfly she has always been.
Now she can smile. And she has such a beautiful smile!! And a pretty face. She looks like an angel. She is one of them!

“Hey! Good morning!!”
She wakes up and smiles; an old smile. It’s been a while.
“Oh, it seems someone is happy today?! Is there a special reason?
Oh.. just a dream I had. It was..” – she says nothing but she passes by.

15 minutes later she goes outside. The sun is shining.. the sky is blue.
She’s calm.
She looks at the sun and laughs at Him.
There was something which brought the sun back to her life.
She’s happy.