Le FanFiction di IsAry

Fourth Chapter – Expo? Studying for final exams was horrible. Studying for final exams of my final year was stressful. Studying for final exams of my final year at the end of the hottest May in Malibù was both and the summer holiday weren’t coming fast enough for my taste. I was also still waiting for my acceptance letter from the “Photography and Art School” of New York and I was nervous like I have never been before. Chloe, Rachel and I were seated on the big white sofa at my house with air conditioning at full speed and the coffee table covered by books trying to study… Well, Rachel and I were trying while my blue headed best friend was fooling around with her smartphone. “Chloe, could you stop please? We are trying to not fail our final exams so we can go to university next year!” I said exasperated giving my friend a hard look while her girlfriend hitted her with a thick book: “And you could study too so you would have a chance to pass.” “I don’t need to study,...

Vigilia di Natale negli Anni '40 Quando riaprii gli occhi, mi ritrovai all’aperto come la prima volta che avevo viaggiato nel tempo e inoltre nevicava, potevo sentire alcuni fiocchi di neve trasportati dal vento colpire la mia pelle. Ero sdraiata su un pavimento di legno, ma sopra di me c'era una specie di copertura. Ad un’ulteriore ispezione, notai che mi trovavo sul secondo pianerottolo di una scala esterna. Alzandomi, mi resi conto che ero vestita molto leggera per le temperature in cui mi trovavo, ma alla torre faceva sempre caldo quindi non ero abituata a vestirmi con un pigiama caldo e indossavo quello che di solito usavo nella nostra casa di Malibù che a malapena sapeva cosa significasse la parola freddo. Guardai oltre la ringhiera e notai che ero in un edificio alto con molti simili tutt'intorno, un piccolo cortile grigio era al centro dove c'erano alcuni bambini che giocavano a palle di neve correndo e ridendo. Dedussi di essere a Brooklyn, probab...

Christmas Eve Dinner in the ‘40s When I opened my eyes again, I was outside just like the first time I travelled back in time and it was snowing, I could feel some snowflakes carried by the wind hitting my skin. I was on a wooden floor, but there was some kind of cover above me and with further inspection I noticed that I was on the second landing of an external staircase. Getting up, I realized that I was underdressed for the weather I was in, but in the tower it was always hot so I was not used to dress in warm pajamas and I was wearing what I usually wore in our Malibù house that hardly knew what cold meant. I looked over the railing and noticed that I was in a tall building with a lot of similar ones all around, a little grey courtyard was in the center where some children were having a snow fight running and laughting. I deduced to be in Brooklyn, probably Steve flat was near and looking to the door on the landing at my left I decided to try that one, maybe it was th...

Secondo capitolo - Di nuovo sola? Il sole stava tramontando scomparendo dietro l'oceano, un bagliore arancione colorava le bianche pareti della mia camera e potevo sentire alcuni uccellini cantare dall'albero davanti alla finestra. Io me ne stavo seduta a gambe incrociate sul mio letto e suonavo una melodia malinconica con la mia chitarra. Erano già passati 50 giorni da quando ero stata nel passato dove avevo incontrato la mia anima gemella e mi sentivo sola. Mi mancava così tanto Steve, solo un giorno con lui non era stato abbastanza per me, ma tutto ciò che avevo provato per viaggiare nuovamente nel tempo era fallito ed ero bloccata nel mio triste presente. Un mondo in cui la mia anima gemella era morta da quasi settant’anni. Chloe e Rachel avevano cercato di aiutarmi in ogni modo possibile, ma se non potevo fare qualcosa io con il potere di controllare il tempo, cosa potevano fare loro? Ovviamente, non avevo detto niente a loro, ero grata per il loro supporto, ...

Second Chapter – Alone Again? The sun was setting disappearing behind the ocean, an orange glow colored the white walls of my room and I could hear some birds singing from the tree in front of my window. I was sitting cross-legged on my bed and I was playing a melanchonic melody with my guitar. It had already been 50 days since I was in the past with my soulmate and I was feeling lonely. I missed Steve so much, just one day with him wasn’t enought for me, but everything I tried to travel back in time again had failed and I was stuck in my present. A present where my soulmate was dead. Chloe and Rachel had tried to help me in every way possible, but if I couldn’t do something about it with the power to control time that I have, what could they do? Obviously, I didn’t say anything to them. I was greatful for their support, but sometime it wasn’t enough. My Stark phone buzzed near my left knee and I put aside my guitar to grasp it. There was a message from my blue-headed b...