When she saw the news, she couldn't believe it... there he was, standing in the cornice of a tall building, threatening with throwing himself. Camile stood still. She had imagined that scene a thousand times, but she never thought it could become real. She never imagined, also, the sudden fear she felt: how would this story end? In her head, she knew the end, but the reality could be a lot different.
Her mind came back to the years she spent hours locked into the closet of her bedroom, building stories in which she had telepathic conversations with other living beings who, just like her, were dropped into this world for some mistaken reason, and then they had to learn to live within the humans, but always feeling that absence, that emptiness, that lack of belonging.
One of those days she met Mark, a young men who always felt like something was going on inside him, working in his blood to change him. Camile also spoke to Mariane, a girl who always talked about having an intense and strange attraction for sea life and she wanted to live in the water. Mariane was able to swim under the water for a long time, without any oxygen tank... she always said her destiny was to be a mermaid, but her family moved to the city, away from the sea.
Meanwhile, Camile's parents worried about her fertile imegination and, after several therapies, they got her to stop locking herself inside the closet. However, Camile kept having telepathic talks with Mark and Mariane and some other living beings she thought she created on her mind.
Little by little, she become more human and kept more and more distance to this mental talking, specially when Mariane confessed she ran away from home to follow her dream of living in the sea and Mark announced that his body was being modified and a pair of wings was coming out.
Camile sent Mark to fly away and drowned Mariane into the deepest of her mind... and she moved on, until that afternoon she saw the images on the TV. Standing in the roof of a known building was Mark. He looked even more beautiful than she ever imagined: brunette, long dark hair, strong and hairless chest, and a big pair of white wings, shinning under the sunrays.
Camile knew it was the first time Mark would try to fly. In her imagination, he always made it; he just lifted up over the buildings and flew away, to the clouds. But Camile worried that in the real life he couldn't do it. Then, it happened. She couldn't even scream when she saw him jump, for it was not the way she thought about it, over and over.
Mark fell and Camile got really scared for the few seconds it took to the camera man to follow the angel guy. Suddenly, those wings extended wide and began to move, lifting Mark up, above the buildings, towards the clouds...
Camile stood frozen watching that scene repeat on the news, but she was not listening to what the reporters said. She only had one thought in mind: if Mark was true, then her feelings were also true. She climbed up the steps to her building roof. There, she extended her arms to the sky and, with all the faith she got in her heart, she let herself to be lifted by the energy she had inside from a long time ago, ever.
She just felt like she was elevating. Some neighbors told they saw her vanish within the sunrays...
(Translation from my spanish blog, http://fuera-de-lugar.blogspot.com)
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