A new story I'm writing, Practice Novel 2

Nadia was in the woods, running and running. She was listening for the laughter of the trees. She fell to the ground and then found a jagged rock to sit on. She breathed in with her nose and let the air expand in her abdomen. She listened for the wind. She was half-human half angel. She was on the journey of her life: the journey of becoming an angel. She sat completely still and she listened. The wind blew gently. God spoke with love in His voice. She treasured his words in her ears and deep inside her soul her essence smiled.

Her phone buzzed. It was her sister, Sara Ann. Sara Ann was human and lived on the streets. She spent her time searching for drugs to fill the emptiness with. That was a year ago and now Sara Ann and Nadia lived together in a cabin by the woods with their father Joe. Their mother Helena lived in the city with their baby sister Geosie.

“What is it?” Nadia said into the phone.

She felt a presence enter her body. She was possessed by an archangel, and felt complete peace. On the other end of the line Sara Ann spoke. “Nothing, wondering where you ran off to,” Sara said. She had a beautiful tattoo of colorful dragon on her back and had light brown hair and the most brilliant blue eyes.

“I’ve been meditating on a rock,” Nadia said.

“Come home, sister,” Sara Ann said. “Dad just got home from work.”

Nadia meditates on DMT and the music playing in the back of her mind. “Awake the sleeping world with song,” she sang, a line from one of the Christmas songs she sang with choir. It repeated itself in her memory, “The day the Lord has made,” she sings. She breathes in the air and watches the trees gently laugh and roar. The dark green branches of the winter evergreens shimmer brilliantly. Her bluegreen eyes close and she focuses on a low roar in the silence of her mind.

“I’m on my way,” Nadia said. She loves running as fast as possible. She likes what it feels like in her calf muscles as she leaps through the air. She feels her wings grow and she jumps and runs and jumps. She puts her phone back safely in her pocket and stands up and stretches a little bit. Then she grabs her patchwork bag and swings it around her shoulders and starts running. She’s not lost, she knows exactly where she is in the forest and God is with her as she leaps and almost flies.

She is on her way on becoming an archangel. What an amazing journey she walks on. Heavenbound and winged. Sara Ann is a beautiful girl who did all the wrong drugs. Meth instead of weed, heroin instead of DMT. DMT is so hard to find these days, but God puts DMT in Nadia’s veins and she has peaceful visions. She waits for the day when she will smoke it in heaven. Sara Ann’s friend Damon used to live on the streets just like Sara Ann. They were all good friends, and when the two of them stayed in their friend George’s hotel room together, they smoked synthetic cannibinoids and snorted MDMA. Damon shot up MDMA, something Nadia refused to do. The four of them chilled in the hotel room. Nadia wanted to swim, but she didn’t have a bathingsuit, so she used the weight room instead. She needed to take a break from the junkies, because everyone but her was shooting up heroin. Once when she was in the hotel with Damon he was laying on the chair sleeping on heroin and he was drooling and Nadia was scared he was dying and had no clue what to do. Eventually she built up the courage to talk to him and woke him up to make sure he was alright. He was alright. She remembers laying on the floor with a pillow on her head, watching everybody sleeping. It felt peaceful, and she felt like she finally found a family. In her biological family she always felt like an outcast. She felt love, and wanted to live forever. She was their guardian angel.

Nadia ran and ran. She is on her way to being an angel, and she feels the wings on her back and she smiled. Soon she came to the wood cabin that she and her sister were staying in for the summer, just for the summer. She runs up to her room and takes off her short exercise shorts and puts on a pair of sweatpants and changed her tank top. She grabbed her computer and started to watch gymnastics videos.

“Are you there Nadia?” Sara Ann asked. She stood in front of Nadia’s bedroom.

“How is dad?” Nadia asked.

“He’s good,” Sara Ann said.