1 What is this?

CHAPTER ONE

I have always wondered what makes people tick, why they do what they do and that feeling you get from a first acquaintances. I don't want to seem strange, but I have been afflicted by great pain, this pain lies in others.I have always been average in all sense, though I tend to think too much, if such a thing exist.

Well today isn't about me, I said to myself, as we all rise up to pray. Pastor Daniel had been preaching for about thirty minute seven though it feels like five, he always has a way of captivating attention, and his teachings has a way of edifying people. I have to say I admire his work. I also have to confess, if not to anyone but to myself, I have been consciously throwing glances towards Lisa, I think it's because I want to know and see her facial reaction to each of the teachings we receive in church every day. When she catches my glance I swiftly take my attention elsewhere close, mostly to avoid turning my head and seeming like was caught doing something.

Its children but I can't seem to resist it, the way she smiles gracefully during Sunday school, the way her voice touches my soul when she gives a special number in church. I think I should focus more on the prayer. Pastor Daniel motioned for us to share the grace.

Everyone is trooping out of the church, while the choristers announce the regular meetings behind the church. I pick my bible, and note book from my sit, and prepare to head out when I felt it.

I felt a death cold hand on my right shoulder and the world turned black in an instant. I feel scared, cold, panic, sadness, where are these feelings coming from.

My chest feels heavy, I seem to feel some hand pressing down my chest, voices range around me, I now feel a lip pressed against mine, with a sudden gush of air into my mouth, and down to my lungs. I sense and feel panic to strongly I open my eye to meet my saviour.

This must be a dream, a good dream I thought to myself, what happened? Well whatever happened matter not because she is holding me. Lisa herself was holding me, her hands around my neck is all I can seem to feel, as somebody rushes to me with a bottle of malt drink.

Don't worry you will be alright Lisa said as some men carried me into a jeep; next I hard was I hope he is fine, please lord help him. I turned my head in an effort to search for the voice that sounded like him, but couldn't fine her, I recognize Alex form the choir but couldn't recognize the rest people in the car funny enough I felt no pain but was unable to move or speak. I just felt suddenly hungry, irritated, impatient, pricked and such all at once, but why this can't be my emotions I thought to myself as my eye flashed from Alex to the other guy. I now realized that truly these weren't my portions but theirs. It had to be my phone started vibrating in my pocked, which made Alex to search my pocked and picked it up. Immediately he picked the phone, I could feel my consciousness fade, I heard him mention my name to whoever that was on the phone.