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Old Soul

When I was seven, my mother knelt and held my hand, and she told me ‘Darling, you’re an old soul. You’ve been here before. Things are going to get scary, and I know you’re a sensitive soul, always worrying too much about others, but I know you can handle it. That’s why me and your dad want you to be there. We want you to be apart of this.’
Her belly swelled between us, she was just weeks away from giving birth. I was just weeks away from turning eight.
Days later we sat in the kitchen, the fire warming our backs. She pressed a bag of runes into my hands. ‘Now sweetheart, these will help you in times of need. They wont tell your future, they’ll tell you what you need to know. They’ll help you understand what’s going on. I know it seems hard, feeling older than a lot of the people at school, but it’ll get easier. Now let me teach you how to read them.’ The stones felt cold in my hands and too big, but they made me calm like a stream of water.
After my mother gave birth, people at school asked if I was terrified seeing my mum like that. I remember staring at them and telling them that birth was natural. That even if something did happen to her, everyone has to go back to the earth sometime. That eventually, we have to give back what we’ve taken and that some of us find our way back anyway. I think then I tugged on my ponytail and told them that everything would have been fine anyway, because she was my mum. It couldn’t have been any other way. I was eight years old.

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I honestly don’t know how I feel about this… I’m not used to writing in such little descriptive detail, so I thought I’d give it a go. Constructive criticism is a wonderful thing.

Based on real life events.

I love many things. Including the contradictions I sometimes contain.
I’m a little too obsessive over the colour red. I love traveling and have permanent wanderlust. I drink too much peppermint tea and sometimes sing the blues to my dog. I obsessively carry around notepads when I’ve got writers block and have been telling my family since I was eight that I will be a writer one day.
I love looking up at the moon at night and the smell of the beach in winter.

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  • Vesna *
    Vesna *over 2 years ago

    I really think you couldn’t write it better, it’s just beautiful
    so much emotions I could cry

  • Thank you very much Vesna. I’m glad you enjoyed it, but please dont cry! x

    – Emraldae

  • Paul Hickson
    Paul Hicksonover 2 years ago

    hey this is really great!! you definitely have what it takes to write a novel if its anything like this, awesome work!!

  • Thanks Paul. I have to say I’ve dabbled in the idea of writing a novel… But its never been quite my thing. Maybe I’ll have to give it another go! thanks so much for your encoragement. It means a lot.

    – Emraldae

  • 8upchef
    8upchefover 2 years ago

    I really enjoy this. It has a very natural feel to it. Well done!

  • Thank you very much! I’m glad it feels natural, I’m always worried when I write dialogue that it sounds forced.

    – Emraldae

  • linaji
    linajiover 2 years ago

    Oh wow wonderful!! you might like this guy

  • Thanks :) I’ll defiantly check him out.

    – Emraldae

  • Just had a look, you’re write (pun intended). Wonderful poet, thanks for putting me onto his work.

    – Emraldae

  • solarbear
    solarbearover 2 years ago

    Oh I see Linas crafty networking in action! This was a really heartwarming piece and I can feel the “old soul” come through the lines. Sensitivity is a beautiful thing and it can be a bugger too which I am sure you are aware of.

    One thing though, have you re-read the first line closely? LOL…

  • Quite crafty isnt she? :)

    It sure can be a bugger, but I do enjoy it too… like everything it has its positives and negatives.

    hahaha. Thanks. I can’t believe I didn’t notice! My spelling is so terrible that I depend on spell check for almost everything…. ah dear. The things spell check wont pick up.

    – Emraldae

  • solarbear
    solarbearover 2 years ago

    Hahaha… when I first saw it I thought it was a piece about a sex-change… I kept wondering who this Steven was… lmao! Is he an old soul too?

  • haha understandable. Perhaps it was a bit of a freudian slip on my behalf. And if so, I’d say more middle aged, but you can never be too sure…

    – Emraldae

  • Writers-Block
    Writers-Blockover 2 years ago

    Very evolving. The ending was very sweet

  • Thank you :)

    – Emraldae

  • V-N-V
    V-N-Vabout 2 years ago

    I’m relieved I can understand this a bit more…after finding everything out about you

  • Ian Mooney
    Ian Mooney14 days ago

    Beautiful writing. I enjoyed this very much.

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