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    Alice’s Journal – Entry Two

    Thankfully, before I had to worry about that the scene changed to somewhere outside. My vision was blurred by the sun until I realized that I was looking into the sky. When I finally looked over the landscape in front of me I saw tennis courts. Of all the places for me to end up a tennis court? Still, when I looked at who was playing I recognized the woman from the previous scene instantly. She was in one of those short tennis outfits that tend to look pretty nice on women when they’re running around. I knew I was in love. My future self was in love that is. I could feel it. I always wondered how I would be able to tell if I was in love. Now I know it just is you just feel it. I thought I was in love with Kim, but this was something more. When I looked to the right I saw a couple of people sitting near me. We knew each other, but there was a tension there. I knew that this was the dark haired woman’s family. I could feel the tension between us just like I could feel the emotions and sensations from the last scene, and just like I could feel love now.

    The court area was filled with banners announcing the tournament and its sponsors. Again I could hear people talking around me. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked at the woman on my right. This was the dark haired tennis player’s mother.

    “Dear, they are filming us,” she said as she pointed to a camera off in the distance.

    I had seen them do this during these matches. They always zoomed in on the player’s family or significant other in some embarrassing way. I wished that I could hear what the T.V. announcer’s were saying. After I said that the voice of a woman filled my head. It was like having magical powers or something. Wish and ye shall receive. I came in a bit into the conversation though, which was disappointing. I can’t remember exactly what was said but here is what I can remember.

    “The whole family is here to support Dana today, including her partner. She told me before the match that she always does better when everyone is watching her.”

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    Comments

    1. Some things in life are ment to be.Ibelieve that you have a soulmste somewhere. You might meet them at a young age and you might meet them later in life. Thanks

    2. Not to turn the comment section into a discussion section, but I agree with you, bettyvhall. I would also add that I think we have many people who we are ment to meet in our lives. People that we have met before and some we havn’t. I always imagine it like the greek myths of the Fates. Our lives are woven cords in a larger tapestry. Sometimes we cross other’s paths sometimes we are alone. Thanks everyone for your comments. I already have the next planned out. ;-)

    3. I missed you around here but you sure know how to make a comeback. That was wonderful, it gave me the tingles. Maybe somethings in life are destined to be. Don’t stay away too long this time.

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