Em

I'm in Kensington Gardens doing my usual route. I love this part of my run. As I'm running past the tennis courts I see a guy who can't serve playing with what must be one of his mates, who's getting impatient with his friends playing skills.

I'm still looking at them when I hear a, "WATCH OUT!" from a bit to the side of me.

I see a guy, he's running backwards about to catch a football and is about to hit me. He falls back on top of me, spinning me around as I fall.

He scrambles off me.

'Are you okay?' he asks. I don't feel so well, but I think I can stand up. I nod to him and try to stand. But I feel really dizzy, so I fall back onto the ground.

'Okay, maybe standing up isn't so good,' I say holding my temples. He kneels me beside me and looks at me, like a doctor does to a patient

'I'm so sorry, I didn't see you coming,' he says indicating to the football. But I can barley hear him because my world is spinning. The guy who must have chucked the ball runs over.

'Are you okay?' he asks. I lie back onto the ground groaning.

I don't know what's happening to me. I'm sore everywhere. A face appears in front of mine that looks similar to the guy who tripped over me. Through all the pain I'm in, I can't help thinking that he is really cute. But then everything goes black and I can't feel anything.

'Shit, she's unconscious, do you think I've killed her, what if she had a really bad disease and I've made it worse?'

'Look she'll be fine. See, she's stirring. Besides you only fell over her.'

I slit my eyes open, and see a tree that's out of focus. It comes into view properly and I lay there for a couple of minutes tunning out of the conversation I was listening to. I hear footsteps starting to run away from me. I can hear everything. The birds rustling in the trees, the wind dancing through the grass, and I hear someone step beside me. I wince; my sinuses seem very sensitive at the moment.

I get up slowly.

'How long have I been out?' I ask.

The guy that I thought was cute walks over. He smiles at me and I realise that I was right.

'Oh, only a few minutes,' he says and sits beside me.

'My brother is the one who knocked you over,' he says, 'He's really sorry about it.'

'That's okay, it was mainly my fault, if I had been looking it wouldn't have happened in the first place.' I get up, but find my world tilting heavily and fall back onto the ground again.

'Still can't stand up,' I say. He smiles.

'My brother has gone to get the car, it might take a while, because he'll have to explain to my parents,' he says.

'Oh that's okay, I'll be fine, I'll just lie back until I feel a bit better and I'll run back to my place, it's okay,' I say, hoping he'll just go away. I feel so humiliated, and if I am in his presence any longer, I think I'll continue humiliating myself; I just can't get a word out right.

'Now, my brother may have knocked you over, and I may have no idea what to do, but I know that you have to get driven home.' Suddenly it hits me.

'You can drive?' I ask, almost afraid of his answer. He laughs.

'Oh no, far from that, Jack my brother can,' he says flashing me a smile. 'Do you want to start over?' he asks me, lying back with me, staring up at the sky like me.

It's a beautiful Sunday morning and the sky is completely clear, even for a spring morning in England.

'What do you mean?'

He leans on his shoulder turning to face me. 'I mean start over. Hi, I'm Cameron, my brother just knocked you over, but I think you're okay. I go to school here in England and it's holidays at the moment so I'm enjoying the spring sun. I live around here near Kensington Gardens, and have for my whole life, and I would like to learn more about you.'

'Okay, can I just point out a couple of minor problems with that intro. You just told me a lot about you, but you know nothing about me. And so you don't know that I might actually be a serial killer, and get victims brothers to bump into me, so I can get to know the victims,' I say smiling.

'But I know that you're not a serial killer.'

'How?'

'No serial killer would look as pretty as you,' he says.

'Excuse me? You shouldn't judge people on what you look like! For all we know she could be a serial killer,' I say pointing to a woman, 'but you get a brownie point for being nice,' I say adding a smile.

He laughs.

'Brownie points? We're onto them now?'

'Yes!'

'Who are you?' he asks suddenly serious, but his eyes still smiling.

So I tell him all about me. I find that I can tell him heaps. We sit there for what seems like hours, but must only be about fifteen minutes chatting and I feel like I know him really well. Surprisingly I tell him about mum's cancer.

He helps. He doesn't give bad advice or tell me how to feel, he just listens. He tells me about his life and I feel like I know him really well. He's so cute and he talks too, not like any of the other guys I know. He tells me of his family problems and they sound the same as mine. I don't tell him anything about dad. I don't think I know him well enough for that, although I did tell him about mum. I don't know why I did exactly, it just sort of blurted out of my mouth. I guess I'd just bottled it up for a bit to long.

I have a great time. I find my energy, like I haven't even fallen over, so I lead him, climbing up trees and laughing at the people in the park. I really like him, the way he talks, the way his eyes glaze over when he talks about something he enjoys, the way his eyes are laughing all the time, and the way he always smiles. I'd really like to get to know him better.

We are talking about music when suddenly I gasp and grab my head.

'What's the matter?' he asks. I can't answer, there's so much pain. I fall back onto the ground with a thud.

'Em? What's the matter?' he asks. All I can do is shake my head. I can't see anymore, there's just a bright light. And slowly it fades. But I can't hear anything.

The light goes and is replace by a beautiful world. It's weird. It's really beautiful, but there isn't any sunlight, and there are ice crystals covering everywhere. There are trees I've never seen before and beautiful beaches along the coast of the place. It looks sad and lonely, but at the same time completely alive. Slowly as though everything is waking up, the ice melts, the sun comes out and all the flowers burst into bloom.

It's so beautiful. It's like an extraordinary world that has only been made for dreams.

I feel as though I'm flying. It makes me feel as though I'm truly happy. Happy throughout my body. A feeling I've never felt before. I just want to burst with pride. Every part of my body is bright with light and I look at the ground. I find that I am hovering above the ground. I smile and dive towards the forest. There I find a waterfall and bath myself in it. But as I see my reflection, I find it's not me, but someone else.