Kyekye- ok I know this is a new story but its not really its just been sitting in my computer for over a year... I know I really need to continue Not Invisible Anymore but I just wanted to get this out Hope you all enjoy
Helga G. Pataki 98 years old and all alone laid in her bed looking out the window. Some people would say she lived a good life and should have no regrets at this point in her life. She was a bestselling author and owner of PB INC multi billion dollar company. Helga was what many wish they could be when they got old.
The only thing is she was all alone. She never got married never had kids never did any of the things she really dreamed of as a kid. With all of her success she felt like she wasted her life she doesn't even have any friends having had pushed them all away years ago
With a sigh Helga looks up at the sky as she can feel her heart slowing down…. Her hear that once used to beat for the love of a boy whose face and name have long been forgotten and whom had surely forgotten her
A shooting star passes by her gaze as her heart slows to a stop "I wish I could do it all over"
Dream/Heaven/whatever you want it to be
Helga looks around her snow white hair falling in her face clashing with the blank whiteness of the room she was in "well I knew I was dying but Honestly i expected more from life after death"
"That's because your soul hasn't died yet Helga" a soft male voice rings out
Helga turns to see a man who because of how he was glowing she couldn't make out his features "hmm ok i'll bite i'm too old for games but what the heck what do you mean my soul isn't dead i'm here aint I?"
The man nods "yes but your last thought before you died was to do it all over am I wrong?"
"Nope I mean my life wasn't horrible once i left my parents but it was awful lonely. I miss the friends i used to have as a kid and i wish i was a better friend to most of them, that i didn't push them all away when i left, that i could have one day have had the family i dreamed of with someone who loved me for the real me. Not the business woman or famous writer but me…"
The man seems to smile "and just who are you? My records show that you were quite the bully back in your youth and that attitude followed you into adulthood. While you weren't a terrible person you wasn't exactly the best"
Helga laughs "well what do you expect from someone with my background i had a hard life before i left home at 12, a drunk for a mother a workaholic dad both who were abusive to me in there own way i was never shown how to love or care for someone"
"You seem to have a soft spot for children" the man notes looking down at a sheet in his hands "you left all of your money and possessions to orphans and sponsoring foster kids in college"
Helga shrugs "well what am I gonna do with the money I'm dead, and if i can give these kids a better childhood why shouldn't I?"
Helga couldn't tell but she would give her left toe if that shinny man wasn't smiling at her "Well helga I do have some good news for you the reason you're even here in the first place"
"Oh yea i was wondering about that but i figured this just came with being dead and all so i wasn't really gonna question it too much"
The man laughs "well your wish is being granted as we speak"
Helga tilts her head to the side not noticing that her once white hair is now back to its vibrant blond it was most of her life "wish?"
"To do it all over"
"You mean i get a second chance?" The man nods "what's the catch?"
"Just do it right this time be happy help the ones you left behind be happy as well " the man looks down at his wrist "oh looks like out time is up you have fun now helga"
The room glows really bright and helga plops down on the floor as the man disappears from her sight before she could ask any more questions and her vision goes dark
3 year old Helga wakes up to the thunder and lightning of the storm raging outside, with a smile she hops out of bed and puts on her favorite pink overalls and bright pink bow. Today was her first day of preschool and she couldn't wait for it
She runs into the kitchen and starts making her lunch of pb&j ignoring the sound of her older sister playing the piano like she always was, the three year old puts the lunch in a paper bag and sets it on the counter when she gets a weird feeling in her tummy telling her to grab one of Olga's old book bags and store her lunch inside
ALways the one to listen to herself if no one else helga runs back up the stairs and into the hall closet picking out a tiny blue bookbag finding it empty she hops down the stairs to place her lunch inside
The weird tingly feeling is back in her tummy when she look at her parents and older sister Olga with a shake of her head she grabs a jacket and an umbrella and walks out the door without a word. Along the way a dog starts growling at her it looks hungry Helga quickly reaches into her pocket and found some old peanut butter cookies she tosses them to the dog who quickly eats them up and runs off
Helga shrugs and continues her way to preschool humming a little song along the way she sees her school just a few steps away when a car zooms past her running through the large puddle of mudd if it wasn't for her umbrella Helga was sure she would have been covered from head to toe
She thanks the tingly feeling again for reminding her to grab the umbrella and jacket and walks into the building missing completely a small football headed boy who had just hopped out of the blue car behind her
Hanging up her jacket Helga looks around the classroom nervously this was it the start of her school life. This was her chance to make friends but were to start? She had never been a very social child having always been pushed to the background by her family. Hearing the door close behind her she looks over her shoulder to see a blond boy with green eyes and a large head shaped like a football.
The kid is staring at her, and she frowns not used to the attention and turns away from him; spotting a little girl smaller than herself sitting alone Helga walks over to her and Plops down rather ungracefully and kinda loudly next to her startling the tiny girl
The girl is wearing a light blue dress and black shoes with yellow buckles her black hair in a small ponytail held by a yellow hair tie her large brown eyes were hidden buy blue rimmed glasses. Helga couldn't help herself she thought the girl was as cute as the china dolls she saw at the store
"Hi my name is Helga G. Pataki what's your name?" Helga says with a big smile
The girls eyes widen "Ano Watashinonamaeha Phoebe Hyderal desu"
Helga tilts her head to the side and you can almost see the question marks floating over her head "Um ok I'm going to guess and say that you just told me your name is Phoebe right?" Phoebe blushes and nods her head. Helg smiles again "Cool so what language is that and can i learn it?"
"Ano its Japanese and i would be happy to teach it to you some time" Phoebe says with a small smile and a blush
"Awesome it can be like our own secret language here cause i'm sure none of the other kids will know it"
Phoebe looks down at her lap "Watashitachiha tomodachi desu ka?"
"HUh?
"Does this mean we are friends ?" Phoebe asks with a blush
Helga's blue eyes light up and she pulls Phoebe into a one armed hug "Best friends" Helga taps her chin her unibrow raised in thought "how do you say best friends in Japanese?"
WIth a large smile of her own Phoebe answers "Shin'yū"
Helga nods "that's really pretty...hey lets go color" Helga yells Pulling Phoebe by the hand to the art supplies never paying attention to the green eyes watching her every move
Kyekye- ok thats the end of that if you all want me to continue it please let me know