I’m reading this book called “the five people you meet in heaven”. It really interests me, and it got me thinking. If I died, right now, this very second. Who would be the five people /I/ met in heaven?
1) This kid in the bookstore. He changed my mind forever. He’s an 8th grader from New Jersey (therefor I haven’t seen him since) and he was behind me in line at the Bookstore. He had a pile of four books. I’m extremely nosy so I just had to see what he was reading. To Kill A Mockingbird, some sappy romance novel (for his mom he later told me), a book on Cuban culture and “The Five People You Meet In Heaven”, the EXACT book in my hand. I mean there are millions of books in the world, and we both just happen to pick up this book. That really killed me. But so we start talking (not for very long mind you), and I realize he is a very smart person. I could just tell by the way he talked, he was smart. I like smart people, I really do. And he kind of gave off that impression like /oh its nothing special, everyone’s smart in New Jersey/ or something. Maybe I’ll move to New Jersey or something. I like smart people. They draw me in like magnets, the same way stupid people kind of repel me. But so he really got me thinking. It’s not a /crime/ to be smart. And maybe in another world, its accepted to be smart. And that being so intellectual and conceptual (which i am) it’s okay. Yet now, because we live in a world of fakers, and cheats and killers and just plain idiots, it is by some extent, /wrong/ to be smart? It just hit me, right as he walked out the door, that he really changed my life. And isn’t that what heaven is really about?
2) a certain Josh Baldwin. it was the only person i’ve ever felt SO strongly about. We met at the beach, and we hung out every day for a week. The day I was going to ask him out, he just vanished. And I haven’t seen him since. The boardwalk we’d meet at everyday, I was there that Monday morning. I remember it was kind of cloudy and the surf was rpetty amazing. I went over in my head just how I would ask him. And then poof he was gone. No phone number, no “ill see you eventually”, if I didn’t know better I’d say he dropped off the world. It seemed like nobody knew anything about him. Nobody knew who this Josh with the black hair and brown eyes was. I was so heartbroken, I mean I liked him so much. Today I still have not found soemone esle I care so much about. Sometimes I wonder if he was the one. But it really showed me that life doesnt go according to plan. Life is no fairy tale. I am no Cinderella, he is no prince charming. And the worst part, sometime I wonder if he still even remembers me. Or if I just dropped off the world too, like him. In the back of my mind, I will always care about him. It’s almost been a year now, and I still can not find it in me to shake him from my head… He always finds a way back in.
3) The third will surprise you. It really will. You might want to sit down and hold your breath for a second. This person may have changed my life the most. He changed the way I thought about life forever. A certain Nick Patterson. I realize how crazy that is. Considering how he acts and how he talks, I can almost hear what he’s thinking. We have smiliar minds. The same ideas and beliefs. The same species yes, but a different beast entirely. He kind of showed me how fake people can be. And to never be fake and to sort of follow what I believe. Always be my true self. It’s weird too, since we have never spoken of such a thing. Sometimes it pops up, maybe for only a minute, and then the subject changes. But he kind of made me aware of things going on. I thank him and curse him all the same. I used to be trusting and friendly. Now I am more weary of people I don’t know. And Nick is to blame. Yet without him, I dont know, I wouldn’t be Chloe’ anymore.
4) The next is my great aunt Margaret. You’ve probably never heard of her but she matters to me. So much. First off, she lives on the most beautiful beach in the world. Just spending a few days at her house is my retreat. It always opens me spiritually. I feel so at peace with myself when I am there. Like I am floating and flying and swimming and sleeping all at once. It is the most wonderful feeling in the world. I’m not sure if it is so much the house or the place as the feel. I just love the feel of it. It feels like a happy house to me. I feel like I am in heaven when I am there. And then Margaret, she makes the room oh so much brighter. She really showed me the big picture in life. To really meet it head on and be free and do what you want. I remember I was 8 and she put her hands on my shoulders and said “Chloe’ Brett (my middle name), you’ve only got one life. You only get one. I want you to live it just as best you can. Don’t let nothing stop you. Don’t be afraid. You can change the world” Oh, I got that amazing feeling all over again just reading it. Margaret will forver be my sanctuary that I know I can always rely on.
5) The last person I would meet in heaven… Is not exactly a person. He has the requirments. His name is Henry, and he owns the Pawn Shop on the end of a street on the beach. The locals call him Old Man Henry and he wears an old 40’s top hat to work everyday. He has cancer. Only, Old Man Henry does not exist. I imagined him. He is all a figment of my imagination. I write about him. Sometimes I describe him so vividly I keep wanting to think he is real. Maybe he is real, and I just haven’t met him yet. Sometimes I meet him in dreams and he tells me what to do. I realize how crazy I sound. But he is just as important to me as any other of my friends. I would be devastated if “he” died. But the irony, in the end of this book, I write about him, he loses the battle to cancer. And he dies. I find that so strange. That I kill off someone I love so much. He is wise and always knows what to tell me, and boy can he play piano… But then it hits me and it nearly saddens me. He is not real.
Well, I finally got my hair cut. (Layered and fairly long sideswept bangs (the shortest about at my nose and the longest just a little passed my ear) I updated my Devaintart. (I’ll add some of the pictures.) *click the links.
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