Alice

That morning she woke up with a funny feeling. She had felt sick for the past twenty and something days, but hadn't told anybody. Her body was somehow strange, but again she kept it to herself. Her period was late, and it was simply not supposed to be. Then it happened: the night before she had a dream. She saw an angel's face; her body; her tiny  little self. How cute she was! How curious... She wanted to do everything at the same time. Her name was Alice. The next day she knew it: no matter what people would say, there was life inside of her. The idea of having been chosen to show somebody the way filled her with joy, with purpose. There was nothing to worry about - suddenly she had decided to give herself a chance, she had spotted some light at the end of the endless dark night her life had become. She dreamed about Alice, her lively colours and her fluffy hands, her pink cheeks and such a sweet smile... Needless to say, she took a pregnancy test and  the result was a bit... let's say... unclear. She was confused. It was time to share the whole thing. There was only one person she felt like calling, the least accessible, the furthest, the least interested - in other words, the most important. There was no phone number, no address: she sent an email. A couple of days went by, and then another. Alice is here anyway, full of light, ready to show me how to live. She looked for a doctor and had a blood test - nobody was there. Nothing. Absolute emptiness. She couldn't understand that it was not the right man or the right time. She stopped believing and never smiled  again. Her beauty was gone, and  little by little she gave herself away, till her heart no longer felt like beating. All she ever wanted was all she never needed. Her name was Alice.