Mystic Memories…

"I want you back."

Whispers from a distant world.

"Look, I don't care. I'm not going back to you."

Hurting hard…falling sure.


Asks the angel with the darkened glow.


She says.

"I got lost in you once. If I don't do it now, then I'll never say no."

"But, I love you,"

He says, with a tear in his eye. She cries some too, and says.

"Just let it go. Goodbye."

And away she walks, with him staring on.

Wondering, wishing…how can he live if she is gone?

"You're hurting me!" he shouts, as a tear leaves his eye.

She turns around and says, "Oh my dear, dear boy, you're hurting me too. But I can't do this anymore. I can't try to make it work. We're through now. We're finished. Now stop this. Just stop it! You're only making it hurt." So, he stopped and he stood there, and he wiped away more tears. And they never saw each other again. Well…until one night in the old carpenter's den, far away from what they knew…who they were and what they were up to. Far away from the things of the past, they found each other…was it coincidence?


Ch.1-Two Different Worlds

"Lisa! Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" Angela Simmons called to her twin sister in the wee hours of the morning.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Lisa groaned, pulling a t-shirt over herself as quick as her tired being would let her. Today was the senior trip to the party state of Florida for over Spring Break and everyone was looking forward to it. Everyone except Lisa. "Remind me again why we have to go to this?" Lisa asked stumbling down the hall.

Angela ran up the stairs drastically. "Are you serious?!?" she asked, in shock. Quickly she pushed her sister into her closet and forced her to put on some jeans. "Your bag is packed downstairs…"

"You packed my bag," Lisa said.

Angela didn't take notice. "We decided on this, months ago…"

"You decided on this, months ago…" Lisa rolled her eyes.

She didn't notice again. "There are going to be tons of cute boys down there that we'll love!" she clasped her hands together in excitement.

Lisa shook her head. "Tons of boys that you'll love…"

Finally Angela got disturbed and glared at her sister straight in the eyes. "You know, you're going to ruin this whole trip for all of us!" she said, storming out of the room and down the stairs.

Lisa finished pulling on her pants, slipped on some sandals, pulled her shoulder length hair into a short ponytail and headed on downstairs as well. "That why I wasn't going to go…" she mumbled.


In a small country house, in the middle of nowhere, eighteen year old Paul Wisen leaned against a door post, breathing in the brisk, spring air.

"Paul!" called his mother from inside the kitchen.

"Yeah?" he asked casually, tossing his brown bangs to the side of his forehead with a shake of his head.

"Come eat some breakfast," she said.

"Coming!" he called to her, and then spun around and headed inside, shutting the door behind him.

"What were you doing?" His mother asked him as soon as he sat down at the kitchen table.

"Just welcoming spring," he said with a smile, and looked up at her.

She smiled back at him, and seemed to be breathing in the season herself as she closed her eyes for a few moments and then opened them with a look of peace upon her face. "It's finally here," she said.

Paul looked to his mother and smiled. He appeared to yearn for that peace upon her face…the peace she had acquired ever since she found out she had a cancerous brain tumor six months ago…a brain tumor that she didn't have enough money to get rid of. His mom had always been a strong Christian, but still…a peace that sure? He shook his head. It was too much to comprehend.

Moments later, Paul's thirteen year old sister, Kaylie, pranced down the steps, two short pigtails hanging from her head.

"Morning big brother!" she said, messing his hair around with her hands.

He smiled and turned around in an instant. "Hey!" he said, tugging on her pigtail lightly.

"Ow! Mom!! Paul's being mean!" she said playfully.

Mrs. Wisen turned around in an attempt to settle the argument, but her two children were laughing so hard at each other's pranks that all she could do was sit back and smile. "You guys are goofy," she said, and winked at them.

They both stopped and smiled. For a few moments, the Wisen family could only smile at each other, taking in the sweet moment. But then, Mrs. Wisen started up washing the dishes. Paul and Kaylie ate their breakfast and got ready for school, not forgetting to hug and kiss their mother before they left the house. After all, no one knew when she would go…


A/N: I know it's very short, but it'll get long after awhile. So, I hope you enjoyed this little short beginning, and I'll be continuing more soon!