My alien sweetheart

Part one: My messed up life I live in every claim neighborhood with trees, various flowers and hills in my view. It is a small village that has fewer houses, it’s a peaceful place to be and I had a very good childhood in it, we live in four room sized house and my parents have a bakery in the neighboring town. The climate here is good and fair as it make our landscapes to blossom, we have the equatorial type of climate. We are blessed with a lot of harvest; we’re cheerful people when there are no disasters into our lands. In my early years, I used to sit outside on the top of my favorite hill and admire the beauty of the village and the people doing their daily activity. I love carrying a dairy with me, writing about every good thing that I see beneath me. What a loving surrounding to be in, I love this place more and more. With all the love that I have for my surroundings and the willingness to keep it as natural as it is, there are a lot of rumors going on with the villagers that we were visited by aliens in the past and one of those settled in our village and married a human girl but we don’t have any trace of that family whether it is a part of us or it has disappeared but I don’t believe in those fairytales for now because I am much older by now. My name is Ella not Cinderella in the fairytale and I am seventeen years old, I live with my parents and my two brothers. We are a Christian family and my parents are so religious that I suspect that they ever commit any sin, they seem boring into my eyes and I feel more suspicious about them. Still they are so loving and caring into my eyes. I have already finished my senior years and I am waiting to join college but the Corona epidemic appeared and we were supposed to stay into quarantine like the rest of the world. The place, we live in has a very small population and our lives never changed because our economy is highly based on agricultural sector. When my parents closed their bakery, we started cultivating our lands by ourselves without employing anyone to help us. We started growing our crops and harvesting more and selling it via internet, my brother Edwin has developed a website as he has studied computer science in the University. Growing up, I grew up as an introvert with fewer friends, my closer friend is Samantha who is my childhood friend and we have a big bond together. Sam and I, we never fought about anything but I remember having a crush over his high school sweetheart and when I told her about it, she decided to leave him for me and we grew more closer and we became like sisters. She left someone because for me and sometimes I’m so devious towards others. Sometimes, I feel like I’m not myself. I used to feel like I’m the eldest one in the family and during my childhood; I used to have dreams of my late sister Eleanor who died before I was born. I used to think that she possess my life sometimes like she is me in her future life and we have the same past life. I knew and convinced that I’m her because I know more information about her that no one knows like being engaged by his sweetheart at only five. We are somehow connected and having same intuition powers because she somehow predicted her death and being reborn before she died. My parents thought that it’s only a death wish but I’m her future self. The reason, I am so convinced about being her is I was in her surgery room. Before Eleanor black out I was standing right there and seeing everything like I was her real spirit but somehow I time traveled and saw how Ella was delivered and grown up soul that was standing right next to my new born sister I entered into her body. This was been my nightmare since my childhood and I felt like I am not living my life and as child, I wanted to be called Eleanor not Ella but somehow my parents didn’t give it much attention about those stories of mine because they found the diary of my sister right after her death and that I read it and that’s why I knew more details of her life. I do not know if they are anything in me about my sister, if I leave her body anytime sooner that she would live or her soul has gone for real. I feel responsible of my sister’s early passing. Living that messed up self of mine with my introverted life style, I never met my friend Samantha but we were connected by the internet. I remember the summer of this last year during one weekend and I was outside sitting and enjoying the wind, writing my funny poems that I used to write into my dairy, I was happy and content with my life but not knowing that I was going to meet my second half that was missing into my life. The star that was going to charm my life like no one else, the forever love story was about to begin.