Today I thought of you And don't know what to do The memorys are strongly there Of the life that we still share

This guilt makes me weep each day Should I go or should I stay I was weak to let someone else in I the adulteress Committed the ultimate sin

You are sensible and live by routine He is wild and keeps me in a dream He makes me forget The lover I had already met

You don't know what I did To tell you would break you in two I wish I knew what to do Should I go to him Or keep quiet and stay with you

is it forbidden !

” we have to give it back ” ” but why !” I replied A tear fell as I tried to look away. Away from the very thing that could change my life. If luck comes your way would it not be foolish to not grab it with both hands, I thought. ” Taylor you in dream land again, those shops in your head are the only ones that you will be seeing ” I looked at my wise bestie as she now beckoned me up the stairs of the police station. She then became my voice as she explained in full detail about my find and that to hand it in was the Christian thing to do .

The police officers eyes expanded as he counted the large bag of money I gave my details and left him to admire the treasure that would never be mine. But I knew my friend was right when she had told me to give up temptation is much greater than the find.

As the weeks passed I had forgotten about the bag of money that was until I received a call to return to the station. I had nothing else to do so I obliged and hoped that whatever lecture I was about to be given would be a short one for I had calls to make to all those constant chasing bills.

I so hoped they would all just give me more time to try to sort myself out. ” Taylor we have traced the owner of all the cash and they have made it quite clear that it is to be finders keepers because the cash had been deliberately planted ”

A large smile now replaced the sad one.

The police then gave me the number of the one who had gifted me.

After spending the rest of the day paying all of my debts I decided to call the one that had changed my life.

I needed to thank them it was the least I could do.

The call was short due to arranging to meet in a restaurant that was more up market than the McDonald's one that I had been accustomed to. No more big macs and skinny fries for me I thought as I walked into the restaurant from another world.

The gifter was the completion of my dream for it was love at first sight. He had also felt the same way so after his long story of being bored and rich and wanting to help another less fortunate than himself he too became memorized.

A loud silence suddenly enveloped us as we gazed into each others eyes.

” shall we ” he smiled as he placed his hand in mine . ” yes lets ” I purred

Stepping into my local I couldn't believe the state my uncle was in. Though , I would say he was quite in his rights to choose a bottle of whisky as his best friend. After all it is not everyday your wife of only 1 day tells you she is soon to have a sex change op. So standing next to him at the bar I did feel sorry for him. And now after a good hour of telling me the sob story that I already knew , I at last managed to draw his attentions to eat something. Silence filled the air as we tucked into our food and I prayed some of his bread would soak up the alcohol that flowed in his veins . It seemed to be working. That was until the subject for all of my uncles heartaches walked in. And he was not amused . I now watched in horror as he spat out a huge slither of turkey and as it landed onto his plate he then reached across to my plate. The cheeky bugger then grabbed my knife not my pie and chips . I pleaded for him to see sense and put it down. But all my efforts were in vain and so I took a step back as he waved it in the air at his wife standing before us. She, Ignoring the unfriendly welcome went on to say that she had come to join us for a drink as the he that she had now become, because why try to fit in when you are born to stand out. The preaching continued that my uncle should get a grip and put the blunt knife down .

But how could things be the same as they had once been with her now standing here dressed as a man. My uncle not impressed tried to strike her with the knife. She too was not impressed and so soon had him in a headlock whilst shouting ” I am a man so I will fight like one” I left them to it because I for one was not the type to get in the middle of a domestic .

So choosing to mind my own business I took a slow walk down the road to go do some shopping. It was not long before my uncle was trying to get hold of me on my phone. The call was short and to the point as he briefed that everything was now okay and he had only been upset because there had been a lot of guilt which had reached boiling point as it had not been easy trying to try to find a way to tell my aunty that he too was coming out of a closet. I found myself walking into the nearest pub as he then told me they are going to be staying together, her as he and him now as she . Before the barman had a chance to speak I wailed ” Give me a large one! ”

” it has been on charge all year and the bloody sat nav has now stopped working ” bellowed santa

” you have had that one for centuries, it's of no surprise so you should have gone to speck savers and got your glasses replaced ” snarled an impatient reindeer

” I was going to buy you one for Christmas ” smiled an elf in santas defence.

” stop all the bitching reindeer if you are wanting one of Mrs clauses mince pies” snapped santa

A fairy now joined the down on his luck santa and advised if wanting to apply for a Christmas wish that he would need to deliver to fairy town first and also include a year's worth of Mrs Clauses mince pies.

Santa accepted and as he then wished for the rest of the day to go right,
The trouble making sat nav suddenly sprang back to life and so everyone's presents we're delivered on time.

And as the day went on Santa and his crew happily fulfilled their once a year mission .

Whilst taking a rest in the north pole , Santa delved into the emergency supply box for to a well earned glass of sherry .

After a few sips he was soon pouring his heart out to who ever would listen.

Forgetting that fairys had radar ears.

Then after a few more sherrys Santa whispered to head elf that fairy had dealt a hard bargain

fairy pointed her wand his way and replied a deal is a deal.

Mrs clause heard it all on the intercom and did agree with her husband but because it was Christmas she wanted to keep the piece between santa and all of his helpers so she went ahead and invited every one to get their arses round for a glass or two of sherry .

” Now that's what I call a deal ” smiled fairy.

Santa, fairy and elf now instructed reindeer to take them home. ” your not really bitch ” beamed santa

Reindeer fluttered her long eye lashes from her large bambi looking eyes and bellowed ” let's forget your fuck up Santa as it has after all turned into a great day”

Santa laughed all the way home because it had been a good Christmas indeed

I always knew I was different, an outcast. An alien in human flesh, destined to walk this strange planet alone. Then I saw him, sitting across from the cafeteria.

Next to the cafeteria was the pub where I often chose to drown my sorrows . It was where I had been heading until becoming side tracked by the mysterious one .

It was residing in the shadows but the street light had whistle blown its chances to not being seen.

And from what I could see it was a male who certainly did not look the norm.

I was intrigued because he too was different. His uniqueness I could relate .

I was different on the inside he was different on the outside.

Maybe we could be of some use to each other.

“Hello “ I said to the figure.

Large eyes blinked back at me .

There was no hesitation as I was ushered to join him in the shadows

I felt no fear .

It was comforting when those large eyes dug deep into my soul and knew I was no threat.

He told me his real name was Adna . And as a baby he had been taken in by a childless earth couple .

A woman had handed him in to the authorities after saying she had found him on a boat called The Ark.

No one had ever claimed him and so he had been given the earth name Noah.

He then went on to tell me the female that had handed him in , had in-fact been his Earth mother.

But it did not take long to find a child broody couple.

The love had Easily flowed until Adna’s differences showed. This made them disown him and want to adopt a girl instead and so he got sent to a children’s home.

But all was not lost as that home had become a sanctuary for further developments. He had been able to fit in well and left alone to get on with his growth ,

Here he was never questioned or forced to blend into a world of normality.

In this home everyone had their own story and was different in some way.

But the day had now come for Adna to leave the home .

So many miles he had walked in search of the questions to the answers that he seeked.

I pried more as to why it was now he had chosen to leave.

He then stood out of the shadow and showed me.

I gasped at the alien that stood before me.

But all was not lost and I knew what to do.

“ I know the way “ I smiled

We did not have far to walk for I Somehow knew home was only a few fields away.

And yes there it was .

We now stood and watched as the craft lowered itself.

Adna then took my hand into his and said “ I knew you would come “

As we boarded I smiled as a voice from the craft said

“ welcome home “

You were the only reason, the only reason at all I climbed a ladder And did not fall

You gave me hope And eyes to see To not give up To believe in me

You are the only reason, the only reason at all I am on top of the ladder And remain 10 feet tall

You gave me hope And eyes to see Dream big always To be free

It was here .... it was really here ! I couldn’t believe my luck.

All the sleepless nights of research had paid off

So as I knelt down to admire my find , I could not help but feel proud and hoped that my teacher would feel proud too.

That teacher was a woman called Marcy.

I now recalled back to when Marcy had placed the strange advert

The ad that I , her only pupil had replied to.

And I broke into a smile as my thoughts took me to that moment.

Looking for a keen pupil to give wisdom and guidance to . History and all things of the past a speciality. Stories and coffee shared and a great prize will be given to the one that finds the ancient burial ground. Only those apply that are seeking a teacher of life and more . Marcy.

A scuffling sound in the undergrowth now jolted my mind back to the present.

I had been lost and bored so had not hesitated to apply to the strange advert and because at that time I thought that I had wanted something more.

The days soon became weeks and before I knew it the weeks had grown into months .

Our friendship had certainly been different but past the weirdness I had actually enjoyed Marty’s company because she was a character that was a touch weird like me

So we had blended well together and I did always enjoy the coffee she made , though I never questioned why she never drank any .

One day I was told the time had come and so now I was to put all of my homework into action and we would meet again soon.

I never questioned these long months of no Martha, I knew she was weirder than weird. But I believed in her and so had never questioned her, I instead kept my mouth shut and my brain open with hours of study that any assigned pupil would do.

Yes it was here , it really was ! Yay, I broke into a smile at my find and wondered what the prize for finding this quest would be.

And I also could not help but wonder when I would be seeing Marcy again.

A shadow in the distance caught my attention.

I carried on to watch in silence as the shadow now let itself be known .

“ Marcy ? “ I cried

“ yes, my love, you have been a star pupil”

I watched as the Marcy that I had known now became the one I did not know.

She beckon for me to follow as she walked me into a hidden treasure trove .

“ you dear pupil believed in me and did not judge so I in return give you your reward , you will now never be lonely or bored again “

“ we are rich Marcy , we are rich “ I yelled

as I double blinked at all the gold that was surrounding me.

Marcy gave a sudden wave and then vanished into thin air.

As the human carried me into some den , I clung to her with all my strength and claws.

I knew this place was where she often chose to be , for the smell - her smell was very strong here.

it was overpowering even to my immature senses .

But I felt I wanted to be here .

Pleasant drifts of an overwhelming peace and unrequited love were immensely welcoming.

I soon relaxed and could not help but release a quiet purr as she placed a fresh container of fish before me.

My favourite , I loudly purred .

The human then bared her teeth at me , but I felt no threat for I remembered when my mother had told me that this is how they themselves purr.

With belly full , I tried to now decide where I should reside.

Was it to be In front of the dancing heat that the human had suddenly brought to life or was it with her.

Their was no comparison

So I jumped on to her lap and gave the loudest purr ever.

I was overwhelmed by her response For a sparkle of love radiated in her eyes.

THANK YOU , I meowed as I drifted into the best sleep that a homeless kitten could ever have.

l love you !

You know dear child it is not all about what the eye does see .

A heart and soul is your teacher

The beating heart will keep you focused As it nourishes the soul for celestial growth

They will be the tools that will guide and help you to develop into the Angel that you need to become.

One day your wings will open and no longer be invisible .

Until that day just learn to fly

OMG they were all gone . All of them, just like that !

It all began when they and I took things a bit further. Those I called the Shy Ones.

My fascination for them had been an inquisitive one . So one evening I invited all my close friends around and just hoped the Shy Ones would appear like they had done a year ago today.

Today was the anniversary of that first contact. They were shy but curious, I was shy but brave. Together we blended well.

I just hoped today they would appear for my friends too. I felt special that I , was who they had chosen to make contact with.

But this compliment carried too much excitement to keep to myself.

So I had decided today would be the ideal day to share the burden.

No more secrets, it would no longer be , just I, and them.

And I could not wait !

I had told my close friends and all of my family to meet me at The ole farmhouse. Everyone knew that the previous farmer had left in a hurry, nobody knew why .

Rumour has it his family had just vanished

That had been 5 yrs ago but I had chosen to ignore gossiping tongues.

I had always wanted to leave the city and find solace in rural life so I had no second thoughts about my new homes frosty past .

My family and friends were pleased I had acquired a beautiful home but not pleased to visit

Tonight was to be different .

Tonight I had told them to get a grip

So just for me , they had reluctantly agreed to meet at mine so I could celebrate my one year at the ole farmhouse.

And now as everyone gathered in the large farmhouse kitchen I was not slow to tell them just how pleased I was that they were all here and that tonight could be a very special night indeed.

As I now turned off the night and told everyone to stay still and keep an eye out the window, a growing silence filled the room as they the Shy Ones appeared.

Just as they said they would.

There was then a big flash and then OMG they were all gone. All of them , just like that !

I now stood alone in an empty kitchen. Then with blinding tears, I ran and I ran .

To this day the ole farmhouse remains inhabited.

That was 10yrs ago and a hole in my heart bleeds a fresh wound at my ignorance and loss for the ones that had warned me .... My family and close friends.

I have not been back to the Ole farmhouse since the day I had left in a hurry. And now as my homeless body huddles in a shop door way

I curl up in a ball as invisible cobwebs encase me.
It hurts that I will never see my loved ones again.

It is no longer a secret