السبت، 31 مارس 2012

Chapter Three


Faris was freezing, the bad guys were freezing . I took a deep look around  the place but nothing moved . I then realized that the last thing I was thinking of when I saw the boys heading to Faris is to freeze everything . was it a coincidence ? Am I still asleep? maybe I was just dreaming and I would wake up any minute from now.

I tried to wake myself up. Closed my eyes several times, hit my head with the palm of my hand and pinched my cheeks but nothing happened. I felt really crazy by trying to wake myself up but I was really nervous and I couldn't think of a better thing to do. My Legs couldn't carry my thin body's weight . I fell down on my knees crying. I was shocked and scared.
Voices in my head started to say that crying won't help solving any problem, that I should stand up and take action and that I should use my brain more often.
Other voices started to say that I'm weak ,useless and that I won't fix what I did.
I tried to shut the second  voice up and I did it, I didn't hear it again.
Now I have to remember how I exactly froze everything. I remember imagining every single existence not moving to stop the fight between the boys and Faris. Maybe all I have to do to free them is to imagine the opposite? If yes then I should imagine that everything is moving, dogs barking, birds flying and bad boys running with knifes. I then started to think that if I freed the boys they will attack Faris. I tried so hard to free Faris. I closed my eyes , imagined him moving, imagined him walking and talking. I tried , tried and tried.
"what the fuck?," somebody whispered these words. Was it Faris? I kept my eyes closed. I really wanted it to be Faris, I didn't want to be disappointed.
"Rawa, Reeh" Said the same voice but louder. Now there's no doubt about it being Faris. Nobody calls me "Reeh"  but him plus it was his voice.
I opened my eyes, turned my head to the right and saw Faris looking around with strange expressions on his face.
I ran to hug him. I was so glad to see him back to normal. He hugged me back and said: what is this? Laish w shloun chthee mtjamdeen?
I told him I'll explain later and we should escape. Of course I didn't forget about my dogs;I freed them too before going.
Me, Faris and  my Chihuahuas ran to my place. The streets were quiet . Faris kept begging me to explain what's happening and I kept telling him that I will explain everything when we reach my house.
When we finally arrived to my house I noticed that my mom was in her car, not moving. I realized that I froze everything in Qortuba. Probably in the whole Kuwait and it's possible to be the whole world.
I opened the house's gate giving Faris a grin. We entered the house. I walked to the shelf which was hanging right next to the TV Helping myself getting two green apples one is for me and the other is for Faris.
I told him about everything I knew, what happened and gave him my expectations .
"and that's exactly what happened. Cool, ha?," I said while biting my apple.
"So cool. Now you have to free everybody. Do you think you can? I think it's harder to free billions of people than freeing one person," he forced a smile.
"Okay then I'll try my best," I replied blinking.
I sat on the floor . legs crossed and tried to free them but nothing happened.  The next time I closed my eyes and tried harder. I pictured all the kind of people walking, Mama Mariam driving her car, traffic jams, that boy gang looking for us, birds flying and noises from our neighbors. The more I focus the more the back of my head aches.
"Try a bit harder," Faris screamed.
"I will only if you shut up and get out of the house," I replied while sweating and keeping my eyes closed.
He obeyed me and left the house. I tried harder one last time and the last thing I heard was Faris talking really loud screaming "my girl, you did it,".
"he meant that everything is back to normal?," I thought .
I couldn't talk. I lied down staring at the ceiling unable to move any part of my body and I started to think " I passed away, didn't I?,"

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