Light in our hearts

You are my lighthouse in the storm. You make sure there is always enough light in our life, when the dark clouds come you swiftly dispel them with one move. When I fall you reach out your hand , when I fall into a deep hole you are there with a rope to climb. You are like the heroes of light.

You nurtured me from the moment of creation , you thought me all the important values in life so I can be a man nobody needs to be ashamed of and I do what I can to make you proud even though it doesn’t always work out but nobody is perfect and I know you understand that. Raising us wasn’t easy I see that now, but back then you did your best we didn’t notice and it worked. You thought me that a heart of gold can illuminate any darkness I come upon. So for years I wandered dirty rivers and undergrounds hammering away like Andy Dufresne looking for pieces of gold, to create the armour of gold for my heart. Finding piece by piece with every experience in life, many pieces were found with your help some given by you for free out of good will and care. Right now I feel I’m very close to completion and hopefully I will be able to bring light into life of others as you do to mine. I was lucky enough that when I was looking for gold I found a really precious gem along the way and plan to keep it for the rest of my life. And I have to thank you for accepting her as your and caring for her too.

I know I can always count on you in every situation, even when I moved away you chase after me to make sure we are doing well. Appearing out of nowhere with a helping hand when our foot slips. For this I am eternally grateful and willing to the sane for you when it’s needed.

One thing that I regret is that I wasn’t a better son but that’s for you to judge. What hurts me more that I so rarely tell you that I love you, I don’t know why I don’t say it but it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. Not once tears fell listening to Dżem’s – List do m. in the middle of the night. Wondering why I don’t tell you I love you every day when my emotions for you flow like Niagara but I just don’t show it as I would like to. And every time I hear this song tears come to my eyes because I can literally relate to it more than I would like to admit.

Please never question your actions as a parent because you haven’t made a bad choice so far, and not Superman nor Batman can compare to you because your love is stronger than their powers combined.

Dad, I know you often worry about me because I’m sad and my blog doesn’t help me disprove it but trust me I’m OK and if (hopefully not) something would get worse I will let you know.

I also know this isn’t the place you should be reading it , it should be a ink soaked letter in your hands but I write here because I am proud of you and wish others could take example from you. I want to take liberty of speaking for my brother also when I say Mom, Dad we love you and thank you.

The Blood Princess 

This is a short story produced fully by my girlfriend Paulina P.  I wanted to state clearly it is her work, she did it for an assignment from school so it is not plagiarism from her side I just post it here with her permission. Notes to consider, it was written in one night and she doesn’t normally write. If anyone has an opinion leave it in the comments and I’m sure she will appreciate it also it will make more sense if you watched “Preacher” and “Originals” tv series.

 

     Sitting on a large bed in their magnificent penthouse which looks over the entire city of Rome Alexandra focused her gaze on Isaac’s blue, almost angel like eyes deep in thought. She was going over the recent events that brought them here thinking she is lucky to have him and forced herself to think that all the fighting and running together with the tragedies is over, that she is at the happy end now about to start a new life. Not knowing that the past will haunt her forever whether it’s in her dreams or another assassin from the organisation she ran from.

“Why didn’t you tell me what you are in the first place, why all the secrets?” asked Isaac.

“I’m surprised you didn’t figure it out on your own, I was certain angels have more insight into humans. I didn’t tell you because the first time I saw you I think I fell in love, laugh if you want but I knew I wanted to know you and I did not want our races to be an obstacle. Maybe you would just rather I jumped at your throat” explained Alexandra.

“I did not figure you out because I lost my powers when I fell, I never knew that descent to earth without authorization ends so bad, In the fall my wings burned I lost some of my powers and I am stuck in this body. If that’s not enough I was trained all my life to kill your kind.”

“Oh what a mess we got ourselves into, an angel chased by heaven for running away meets a vampire princess who also ran away, stereotypically they should kill each other on sight but they fall in love and are haunted down because every single thing about them is wrong, what a cliché.” sighed Alexandra.

“Yeah tell me about it, how about we watch some romance movie so we find the ending to our story” laughed Isaac.

“No, we will do what we were born for, we will kill everyone until all this nonsense stops.” hissed Alexandra in a blood chilling voice “Unless it’s a Quentin Tarantino movie” she grinned. “Isaac, I am tired of running, it needs to end soon one way or another.” 

“What do you intend to do my lady?” asked Isaac with a lot of curiosity “I don’t know yet, we will think of something in the morning” she lied knowing full well what she will do starting tomorrow.

In the morning Alexandra got up together with the rising sun, after all vampires didn’t need sleep and she did it sometimes to try feel normal, also in contradiction to common belief vampires did not burn in the sun although young vampires were significantly weakened by it. Using the fact that Isaac is asleep she went to the bathroom to make a phone call to a number named Cassidy and after a bit of waiting she got an answer with a man saying hello in a raspy voice.

“Cassidy, it’s Alexandra I have few question I hoped you could help me with” she said.

“Alex! you crazy devil, what do I owe the pleasure to hear from you?” replied Cassidy in now a lot more cheerful voice and strong Irish accent.

“Like I said, I hoped for your help. Are you still friend with those two angels and that Jesse preacher fella?” asked Alexandra.

“Oh you know me, I am everybody’s best friend whether they like it or not.”

“That’s good news, so angels, most of the are quickly reborn when killed and from what I know you guys experimented a bit with that. Do you know maybe how many sleeping pill can I give to an angel without killing him?” asked nervously Alexandra.

“Lucky for you I’m with them. Fiore grab the sleeping pills from the bathroom and eat them all, I need to know how much kills an angel.” she heard Cassidy talk to someone else in the room. Then she heard the unknown voice reply to Cassidy saying “anything over 25 pills will kill him, I sometimes do it to DeBlanc when I want some time alone.”

“Did you get that love? 25 but personally I recommend cutting off all the limbs and stitching up the mouth, works like a charm can’t hurt you and can’t die and resurrect.” offered Cassidy.

“I can’t, I love him I just need him to stay safe and not interrupt my plan for few days.”

“Oh snap, you and an angel? didn’t see that coming. Wait, than it must be you everyone is hunting for sacrilege, sounds like a lot of trouble. What do you plan to do?” said Cassidy.

“To cut off the head of a snake, I will kill everyone who tries to stop me from being with him, every angel and even my family if I must.” explained Alexandra in emotionless voice while counting the pills.

“As ambitious and skilled you are, you will never kill all the angels it’s like whack-a-mole with them. Because of our friendship I will let you in on a secret, Jesse turned put to be a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. He poses a power from heaven, obviously he shouldn’t so everyone is trying to desperately return. Anyway he has power to compel anyone into anything like we can do with humans, yet for him there are no limits. He can compel any living creature and it’s literal and instant and that includes angels. What I’m trying to say I will ask him to make all the angels forget about you and your feathery friend” tried to explain Cassidy.

“Sounds ridiculous but I trust you, that would save a lot of blood shed and my perfect nails” grinned Alexandra. She ended the call and proceeded to the kitchen to make breakfast for her future husband, and in case Cassidy was wrong she threw 20 sleeping pills into the breakfast smoothie.

Alexandra was more than surprised to find out that the Irish vampire and the American preacher pull through with their offer and it must have worked because Isaac fell unconscious in the middle of the day and woke up not knowing his name or his tasks from heaven. Yet it was not over yet and she knew it, of course the lack of attacks from the feathery side was good news, there was still the matter of her family and her mother who would rather lose a child instead of breaking the tradition. And that’s what happened earlier than she thought as Alexandra was never truly loved by her mother and it drove them apart for years.

Despite the fact Alexandra mostly hated her mother for opposing everything she does especially Isaac she made a decision that will haunt her dreams forever. Knowing well that the stubborn mother will never give up disrupting their life and sending her minions to try to eliminate Issac she knew she has to die. The problem was she was that nobody can approach the vampire royalty just like that so Alexandra knew that the fatal blow has to be from her hand as nobody questions family meetings especially if they are royal and nobody is above them in hierarchy.

The next day Isaac was still asleep as if in a medically induced coma. Alexandra decided to make a quick trip to Sicily where her mother resided in a mansion looking over Mount Etna which also happened to be Alexandra’s place of birth at the very top of the volcano few hundred years ago. Upon her arrival numerous servants and security detail members bowed their heads when she passed by in respect. Nobody even dared to suspect a princess of malicious intent. After a bit of wandering in the mansion she found her mother in the dining room drinking blood from a martini glass.

“Well, well I’m surprised to see you here. Where is that feathery rat of yours?” asked her mother.

“He is not here, after he figured out I’m a vampire he went berserk trying to kill me so I defended myself. It’s a shame he had to die, I really started to get fillings for him. But did you know that angel blood gives an amazing feeling, I’ve never felt so good.” she lied partially.

“It is quiet exquisite and rare, I haven’t drank angel blood in years. Anyway now that this ridiculous situation is over I hope we can return to normal.” the mother wondered while sipping her red martini.

“Yes mother, I am sorry for everything, you were right that this relationship could never be, and for that I brought you some of his blood as an apology.” confirmed Alexandra while pulling out a crystal flask with red liquid.

“Oh my…” she gasped after smelling the scent, she quickly turned the flack and her eyes widened with joy.

Alexandra stepped closer to her and said “After all my sins and wrong doings I wanted for you to be happy in your last moment of life”.

Before her mother could react Alexandra slid out two daggers from her leather jacket sleeves. She took a rough swing with her right hand to the side cracking a rib upon the entry and puncturing the lung while the left hand plunged the dagger straight into the heart. The room was filled with an agonizing scream, Alexandra pulled her mother close so she can whisper last words into her ear. “I hope you feel like I did all this time. By the way the that dagger in your heart is partially made of the white oak, This time you will die so say hi to dad in hell.”

Now days Alexandra and Isaac are learning to live a normal life, like the rest of the planet and it is easy for Isaac as he knows nothing of what happened since the time he was drugged by Alexandra. Unfortunately for Alexandra it was not easy to be normal as every time she closed her eyes she saw the face of her mother with tears in her eyes, and every time she was alone she could swear she can hear screams of pain that came from her mother in her last moments. It is a secret that she will take to grave.

Written by Paulina.

Boy and Girl

Let me tell you a short story about a boy and girl I know who tend to hurt each other without knowing it.

Focusing on the girl she was a real beauty, really, she didn’t even need make-up to turn the heads on the street. She was young, funny, charismatic, and the list of her good aspects is lengthy. The boy was average, at least that was his opinion of himself, but he had one trait he valued above his looks which was a heart of pure gold for that one girl. They met at a young age, she was 14 and he was 12 and by some miracle or some unknown force they struck the love at first sight as in some fairy tale, they felt like they won the lottery, in some way they did to be honest. You might not believe it but they are still together for almost 10 years now. Through time their love reached a lot of stages all the way from puppy love to being like an old married couple they held strong through ups and downs which life constantly threw at them.

Some time ago they reached their 20’s and life with technology got more modern, social media started to become addictive and demanding, everywhere you looked fitness posts smacked you in the face. Eventually they gave in to the trend and started going to the gym. And gym felt like falling in love again, they were hooked and there were no negative sides to it, they were achieving impressive results and were able to motivate each other. As you might guess from experience life decided to come and see how are they doing, displeased that everything was going so smooth it naturally had to throw in some bumps and bends.

The boy was not bothered by the fact he had to drop out of the gym and attend irregularly as his priority was always the girl. And when times often were desperate he always said “Stop worrying, we will make it because simply have no other choice.”       The girl was not happy with her poor attendance and sometimes less money meant less healthy food which resulted in body changes. She was not fat but getting further away from the body she was working for. Unfortunately the social media kept spamming her with pictures of athletes and models trying to brainwash her that this is the only body shape accepted by the society 7% fat and 60kg weight. Which in my personal opinion is not attractive.

It all started affecting her mood, she often was sad or irritated because she doesn’t look like the girls on Instagram, that her belly isn’t perfectly flat and her butt is not big enough. Mind you she was still perfectly healthy and stunningly beautiful, I am saying this as I have seen her.

The boy noticed straight away how she feels and did what he could to cheer her up. He knew he is not perfect but he tried and carrying a lot on his shoulders did not make it any easier. Juggling two jobs to pay rent and bills while trying to save something on the side and keeping his girl happy was no easy task. After all everything he did was for her and never otherwise eve when it didn’t seem like it. Meanwhile the girl was spiraling down with her emotions, the boys efforts were often not enough which made him feel like he’s not good enough. The girl often complained about her own looks sometimes even wept, but the boy could not understand her problems, to him she was pure perfection. She was his whole world and it saddened him that his world doesn’t see how much he loves her beauty. Every time she wept his heart was breaking and he told her she is the most beautiful girl in the world and loves her and he meant it as pure as can be but it was something she had trouble to see. So every time she wept and said she is fat he shed a tear, usually when alone as he didn’t want her to see him for weak.

Every time she cried so did he as he could not understand why, was it his fault? could he done something? change something? why can’t she see herself the way he looks at her? were his efforts not enough? after all his every action is to provide for her financially and emotionally. These thoughts were tearing him apart every time.

Little does she know, to him she is stuck in amber since the first time he saw her and no mater what size, shape, age she is, to him she’s always the girl he fell in love with and will love her no matter what she becomes. So you shall not compete with other girls on the web as they hold no candle in fact they are not even competition to you and you are everything to me. So I hope that when you read this you will feel better about yourself, and strangers may this apply to you too.

Love you,
Your’s truly.