Soul in Song

Normal Day, Right?

Some times I wish my life was more, that sometimes my hair wasn't the burnt brown that I got from my mom. I wish my eyes where not grey. I most wish I definitely wasn't five foot, and one inch. Mind you a lot of people loves being tall, me I am "a lot of people". I can't stand asking for help, for which most time when I do I either get ignored or get a complete and total ass hole who wants something in return. I stare at my self in the mirror looking at my body, some people would considered me somewhat chunky or thick. Honey this is fat, I am fat. Being two hundred and ten pounds and my size is not healthy, and it isn't attractive. Yeah keep lying to yourself that being over weight and a walking heart attack waiting to happen is so hoooottttt! Yeah you look good, you and your flab just a jiggling, and then that pain kicks in either at your arm or your chest then boom! Heart attack, either that or a stroke. Trust me though I get the struggle of losing weight it is real! I tried walking down roads, sick ass old pervs would hit on me when all I wanted was to be alone. I tried pills they worked for awhile but not good enough. I did tried a weight count program. Nothing like feeling like your starving and watching it not work after awhile. So with that let me introduce you to the b***h that is me. Hi I am Abby, I am not always so mean, and I don't always mean to be. If you don't like how I see myself, well I don't either but science is factual and there is no going back. Today though is going to be a good day, I promise dear you won't hear another thing about my body. Today I am going for a interview for my dream job. I want to help take care of animals, and love them and name them George. Maybe not George, but I'll figure it out eventually. I have plans in the near future, that also involves traveling. I go to get in my small beetle bug, and start driving. I was so excited, my life finally felt like it was starting me being twenty-five and all. I had made to the highest pick of the mountain when all of a sudden a truck ran me off the road. I don't remember much after except the darkness, then this most beautiful voice that was male that called to something within me. Mind you I don't believe in soul mates or stupid stuff like that, but that voice calls to me in a way that I have never felt before. The language I don't know, but a part of me doesn't even care. That part of me that feels drawn to who ever the voice is, is dying to know who he is. I know I maybe fat, but for some reason part of me feels like this guy won't care, and that something is new happening to me. I felt like I had been in a dark place for along while. Like I was outside of my body, and in a vortex that was pulling me down. The sound of that voice like a radio of a dream I have wanted since watching the love between my grand parents made me want to wake up. "That's it new spirit time to wake up and take your place with the other women by pods". The voice wasn't the one that called me. It was old and male, and sounded kind. I wanted the one that sounded like home. Comfort, Protection, no judgment because believe me I am, as you can tell my own worse enemy. I wasn't always so critical of myself. I wasn't always so mean. It took years for me to become the way I was. Like my favorite Queen from Once upon a time use to say " Evil isn't born, It's made". Mind you I am not to my perspective evil, but I am not kind either. I try to be I like animals than I do humans. Humans make promises they can't keep. They say one thing, and then act on another. I have no faith in humanity, but with that being said that voice made me want to have faith. Like it was a balm to my hurt insecurities long made from my hated childhood. Between my mother constantly wanting me to lose weight, after all she was a size double zero when she was my age. My parents one thing I try not to think about. It makes me lose sight of why I want to wake up. That voice, the voice that calls me home. Grand-ma always said that Grand-pa felt like a safe harbor. Mind you I don't remember my grand-pa or his voice but maybe this is what she meant. I wake up to what looks like a normal house with what feels like goo all around me, everything feels and seems odd. The colors seem off, there is something wrong with me. I am completely off kilter with what this is. The room, first off looks more like a place to store xenmorph eggs which is exactly what they look like. I thought I was in a hospital. Then the colors around me... It looks like a unicorn came and vomited up a multi color of everything. When I say unicorn, I mean everything has like a rainbow tent to it. The wood, the Xenmorph Eggs, everything. I am trying my best not to panic. Where in all that is holy am I? "Calm down Xenia" says this voice of a older man who is a rainbow dark brown man with eyes that are the most prettiest of purple. s**t I am in the land of Lisa Frank, how do I wake up from this night mare? The guy somehow calms me and I am back what I assume is where I was before. I try to wake myself up again to see if it was all a dream, to my surprise it wasn't but this time I am in a off white room, and yes that crap has iridescent look to it too. I look around, and I know I am dreaming. I have to be. I get up or try to, my legs feel very unstable. Every thing feels so real and not real at the same time. I walk around and that's when I find myself a mirror. I stop and look at myself. I am no longer five foot, and two inches. I am taller some how. My eyes are still grey, but they have hint of blue, and green. My skin has a off white to purple hint. Yup, definitely s**t myself into a Lisa frank coloring book if not world. My hair is still brown but with purple highlights to it, and where it was once straight it is curly. "So you are awake?" said another voice this one a elder female who was a dark tan with green hint to her skin. "come with me" she said. I followed as I noticed she started to talk. " you, as where I are a experiment of gestation pods to help this planet have children again." I don't believe i caught to whole introduction of what she said, but golly didn't that catch my attention. "So far you are the first to come out in a panic out of all the others that where born yesterday." She said. " The men used their knowledge to make us so they can produce children again the normal way."  I wanted so bad to ask what the normal way was, and was scared to find out it was the Xenmorph so I shut my mouth and let her continue. Yeah I think I'll hard pass on this whole "Helping the men produce children" for what ever this world is. Then I started paying attention again " you will learn to talk, and taught this world and its history, and if your lucky you will be paired to someone who matches you algorithms and soul. If not you will wait like most even if one hundred life spans it takes until you find someone to bind your spirit too." I don't know who was taken more by surprise me or her. "bind my spirit?" I asked she looked shocked. "You can already talk?" she asked " Yes, why wouldn't I be able to talk?"  I asked. "All the women from the pods has to be taught to talk, and they have to learn what they are meant to be in this world." she replies and that is when I learn that I am the first to ever speak coming out of the pods.