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The Eclectic Pen - A Love to Remember

By: Sarah J. (RedFeather)   + 7 more  
Date Submitted: 1/23/2007
Genre: Romance » Paranormal
Words: 1,984

  Hot tears made there way down my face as I stared back at the man I had loved all my life. His outline was blurred, but I could clearly see his face and his love for me shown from within. I reached out to him when he started to fade. He was being taken from me and I didn't understand why. I cried out to him, wanting him to stay with me. I saw his lips move and heard his voice on the wind say "Come to me...."


I woke once again just before the buzzer on my alarm clock. I was just as tired this morning as any other, nothing different there. I closed my eyes again and could see the man's face, his voice beckoning me. This time there was apprehension and a little excitement. Normally the dream just makes me more tired. I have had this dream most of my life, off and on. They started when I had turned sixteen, right after I nearly died in an accident. They were occuring more frequently now. Almost every night. I didn't understand the dream any more now than I did when I was younger. I had told my friends about the dream at first and they had laughed it off as me watching too many movies with hunky men in them. I didn't speak another word about them after that. I had also stopped sleeping soundly. That first year I only had the dream about half a dozen times. Then it grew to be less and less until I turned twenty-five. Then they started coming a couple times a week. My life, my job and my social life suffered. I didn't have many friends to begin with, but the ones I did have kind of faded away after a time, with me begging off because of fatigue.
I went to doctors, had sleeping tests, took sleep medication and no one could explain any of it. My health was excellent, except for being tired all the time and there was no reason why my sleep patterns should suffer. I finally went to a psychiatrist. I was beginning to think there was something wrong with me. It felt odd, after years of not telling anyone about my dreams to actually divulge it someone. And of course since you are paying this person they are not going to tell you that you are crazy. Well neither she nor I could figure anything out because the dream was always the same, it never varied. Me standing and crying and the man fading away. The psychiatrist suggested that she could hypnotize me. I wasn't quite sure about that one. I had seen all those shows on T.V. about hypnotists and their test subjects. I told her I would get back to her. I wasn't that desperate yet. I had lived with these dreams for years, I just wasn't ready for a drastic measure yet.
The day I turned thirty is when the dreams came almost every night. I was afraid to sleep and I was so tired. I gave in and set up an appointment with the psychiatrist. She knew my story and had reviewed my notes from before. I gave her an update on what had been going on since I had seen her a couple of years prior. She didn't think it was wise to hypnotize me on the first visit, but gave into my plea. I just wanted a normal night where I could actually get some sleep. She told that she was going to tape the session so I could listen after. I nodded my acceptance and got comfortable. Then she began.


The hills were covered with heather and the wonderful smell teased my senses. It was so beautiful and I smiled as I walked my horse beneath the large trees that surrounded the hidden brook. I tied my horse to a branch so he could graze and walked to the waters edge. I ran my fingers lightly over the surface of the pool. It was cool to the touch, but I knew that it would feel sinfully wonderful against my bare skin. I looked down into the pool and saw my reflection. Long red curls, framing a pixiesh face with an upturned nose and green eyes that held a wealth of mischief. I let out a squeal when I was picked up and twirled around and held close within the strong arms of my love. Colin was a beautiful man, he hated it that I called him that. He would say "Lass, men are not beautiful, they are manly". I would laugh and tease him until he would tickle me until I gave in and told him he was "manly".
Colin was the son of a man my father hated and we both were meeting in secret. We would be dealing with both men's wrath if either were to find out. Kaitlyn knew that it would be more than wrath on her father's side. He would hurt her and kill Colin. She so worried for him. She had warned him, but he laughed it off. Colin said more than once that he would take care of it, he then would ease her fears with his love and they would go back to their homes and wait again for another chance to meet.
It was one such meeting that they were descended upon by not only her father's men, but Colin's as well. Her father leading the front and Colin's father his men. Colin was pulled away from her and held prisoner away from her. My father slapped me down and I watched as Colin tried to fight his way to me. He stared with hate at first Colin then Colin's father. Neither had to say a word I knew what would happen, it is the way of things here. I was dragged away screaming Colin's name and him trying to fight his away to me yelling his love for me. I was kept prisoner in my father's home, my room being moved to the tower, that is where I lost Colin's baby and where I died after learning that Colin had been killed.


I came awake at the doctors prompting, sobbing and calling out Colin's name. I didn't need to hear a replay of the session. I remembered everything. My life with Colin, my life after. I wished I hadn't delved into my dreams. I couldn't take the pain of his loss. I didn't believe in reincarnation. How could I have known him so long ago yet not know him? I left the doctor's office after I had calmed down enough. Just thinking about him made me burst out in tears. The pain was eating up my insides. The doctor hadn't suggested anything, just let me sit and spill out all these memories that I shouldn't have had. She slipped a card into my hand on the way out and suggested I get some sleep. Surprisingly I slept for two days straight without a dream. Then Colin was back again, begging me to go to him. I put up with this again for a week, then I took action.
I went to the library and pulled out every book on Scotland, Ireland and the surrounding areas. With the knowledge that I still find hard to believe I had, I went in search of anything that looked familiar to Kaitlyn. I still wasn't too keen on just accepting it. It took hours and frustrating turns, but I found it. In my hands I held information that would either tell me more than I wanted to know or nothing. I checked out the book and went home. I read until two a.m., tears streaming down my face until the end. I laughed and I cried and I smiled when I read about Colin's life, the life we shared when we could get away. I closed the book and knew what I had to do. Colin called to me and I would go to him.


This morning as I lay in bed with just a little apprehension and a dose of excitment I was going to take a plane to Ireland in just a few hours. "I am coming Colin," I said out loud. I didn't know what I would find, but I was going to go. There was a reason I kept having the dreams. There was a reason that Colin called to me and I was going to find out why.


I got off the plane and fought a bout of dizziness. Now was not the time to keel over from exhaustion. I got through customs and finally out of the airport, found my little rental and heaved a sigh of relief as I started it up and took off into the country. I was trying to drive, look at the scenery and obey the country driving laws and it was very difficult to do all three. I was finally nearing my destination when I looked over and spied a pull off. I took the little road a small distance and pulled off into the grass. I got out, stretched my legs and looked around. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of heather. I started walking through the tall grass and heather, releasing more of the smell. I smiled and spun around in a circle, laughing at myself. I was finally here.
It was when I was walking back to my car that I noticed a little further down the road another vehicle parked in the grass. Just past it stood a man, his back to me hand on hips. His shoulders were broad and they narrowed to a thin waist, then onto muscular thighs. I hadn't realized I was walking toward him until he turned and I was several feet away. "Colin?" I gasped. He was the spitting image of the man in my dreams. It couldn't be, could it? The shock on his face was real however and when he muttered "Kaitlyn?" with the same shock, I knew I had found him. My world was spinning and turning dark around the edges.
I opened my eyes to find myself cradled in strong arms and staring into the eyes that had haunted me for years. There was love in his eyes as he brushed tears off my face. "You came to me lass." He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. "I thought you would never get here."

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Jennifer D. (i--luv--ChRiSt) - 1/23/2007 4:42 PM ET
OH MY GOSH!!! that was the best story i have ever read!!! at first it seemed really wierd but A+++++++++++++!!!! _~TINA~_
Samantha W. (Amsamfa) - 1/23/2007 10:04 PM ET
Great story. :-)
Claudia (BrokenWing) - 1/23/2007 10:12 PM ET
what a wonderful story. thanks for sharing. did it actually happen or is this just a nice example of creative writing.
Sarah J. (RedFeather) - 1/24/2007 6:53 AM ET
Thanks for the praise, I have always wanted to become a writer and am working on a couple of projects now. I have always had a vivid imagination and this is one of the products of that. Thanks again to all. Hopefully I will get post some others soon.
Maria F. - 1/24/2007 4:29 PM ET
I really enjoyed the story. I could easily see you basing a book on this, Sarah. Good luck with your writing!
Jennifer D. (i--luv--ChRiSt) - 1/25/2007 7:48 AM ET
I already commented but I wanted to say it again. This was GREAT!!!!
Lance C. - 1/25/2007 8:41 PM ET
this is great!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 word can't define.
GAIL L. (my2luvsemmyandmally) - 1/28/2007 3:23 AM ET
Great Story! I also enjoy writing but have not written anything in quite a few years. I have recently thought about picking up where I left off and seeing if I can make a go of a writing career. I truly think you have a lot of talent. Good luck in your pursuit.......always follow your dreams just never know where they will take you!!! ~ GAIL ~ 1/28/07
Melissa J. - 1/28/2007 6:29 PM ET
Great story! Sometimes it takes several chapters of a book before I get that 'I feel like I'm right there' feeling. Your writing gave me that feeling in just a few short paragraphs. Now I'm wanting to read a whole book about these characters :)
Tracy B. (TracyB) - - 2/13/2007 3:09 AM ET
Wonderful :)
Pamela C. (Acorn) - 8/19/2008 8:47 PM ET
Aw. That was great. Good job.
Ashlee T. (ashlee8) - 9/17/2008 9:03 PM ET
Holy crap! This is amazing! I had CHILLS for the last half! You should continue this or write a whole book from this! Its truly amazing, believe me I will buy any book you write! Good luck!
Veronica S. (snowkitty) - , - 10/19/2008 1:24 PM ET
Very nice, Sarah. Keep it up. Roni
Susan Q. - 2/18/2009 7:43 PM ET
:-) :-) Great
Patricia H. (angelwolf8) - 7/20/2009 3:54 PM ET
wonderful story it had me going from the start i think you can go somewhere with this one and it would be a wonderful book i enjoyed reading it
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