Innocent Times by Gemma Owen-Kendall

Author:Gemma Owen-Kendall [Owen-Kendall, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-03T05:00:00+00:00

Spaceman Came Travelling.

This piece is included in Christmas Gifts, first published November 2019. The inspiration for this short story was inspired from Chris De Burgh’s song, A Spaceman Came Travelling.

It is always scary being on your own, seeing the days go by one by one, well it is for me, anyway. I can’t believe it has been nearly six months since my heart got broken by someone I believed who loved me but instead chose my best friend over me. So I vowed for the time being I wouldn’t love anyone on this planet in fear of it happening again. I guess you can still say I am only young and this fool was my first love, being only nineteen I still have a lot to live for. Luckily, I managed to find a small studio and get by working every single hour under the sun. But living this way by being alone did not last much longer for me, I can remember the day when a bright light shone through my window.

It was coming up to Christmas and my full-time office job was forcing me to take annual leave so I had no choice but to take it as my department was shut over the festive period. I had decorated my studio with some tinsel, lights and a small Christmas tree with a star on top of it, in the hopes to make me feel a bit better about myself, I made a wish for the pain I was feeling to go away. Who knew that wishing on a star could come true.

I woke up pulling back my turquoise butterfly patterned curtains to a snowy Christmas Eve morning, late morning to be precise but I think it was more lunch time as the night before I had watched a few chick flicks and downed a bottle of pink gin. I lifted my head up from off my pillow to the worse hangover I had ever encountered. Stumbling to the little kitchen area, I downed a glass of water trying to come to my senses.

Later on that evening my hangover had eased off, so I managed to get out of my slump to go outside. The snow had slowed down and come to a stop by the time I got outside; I gazed up to the starry night sky and seeing how the stars were trying to break through the snow clouds. In the distance I heard a choir singing from a nearby Church ‘Silent Night, Holy Night.’ As I was listening to the lyrics and gazing upwards, a light flew across between the snowy clouds. ‘Perhaps that was a shooting star.’ I thought to myself, but it seemed to near, so close. It was most likely my heavy hungover head playing tricks on me. I decided to head back home and call it an early one in bed.

That night I was woken up by a bright light shining through my window, I did not realise what time it was, it could not have possibly be the morning already.

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