Post by ivana on Dec 16, 2005 23:57:25 GMT -5
Retrospect
[/u]Snow falls from the sky and fills your heart with warmth. Only the warmth doesn't last long, soon it turns to hate. Cold brutal hate. During the summer children frolic and play in the hot blazing sun. But soon summer turns to Fall and Fall into winter. The children are happy once more. Christmas is coming, Jesus was born. But with winter comes awful car accidents and terrifying deaths, unexpected deaths. A great confusion is truly upon us.
Every winter it seems some form of chaos forms over the entire world, my entire world. As a child I was just like the rest, I played in the snow and ice skated on the roads and ponds. As any child I was excited about Christmas day. I knew Christmas meant gifts, that's the only thing it meant back then. Even now as an adult I struggle to understand the true meaning of Christmas or even Thanksgiving.[/color][/i]
Introduction[/u]
The scene opens up in a small apartment. The space is crowded, the space is limited and tight. A true Claustrophobic nightmare. Cheap furniture and appliances furnish, from what is seen of the apartment. A faint sound of a TV playing in a bedroom near by. The lights are dim, on purpose. Candles help light the small area. The smell of apple cinnamon fills the air, and your lungs. The faint sound of a television in the background stops, footsteps may now be heard. A door creaks from the back of the apartment. A medium sized young woman steps out from behind a dividing wall. Her eyes so blue like a sapphire stone, if her eyes were a crayola crayon they'd call it blushing blue.[/i]
The pair of blushing blue eyes dance around the apartment. Looking for something, anything...they've caught something. She's moving in closer to the object. Her eyes caught it like they were playing hunter and rabbit in deep wooden forest. Instead of moving right in for their prey they rest. The pair of eyes close, and the perspective is changed. The whole woman is seen once more, her long brown hair sways perfectly as she walks across the chilly living room floor. Her bare toes cringe as she finally takes a seat on the lumpy old green sofa. She picks up a book laying on the coffee table in front of her. She opens the book to it's marker and begins to read. As soon as she looks rather engrossed in the novel. A concerned look grows across her young face.[/i]
Young Woman:
I read about things I believe in, but never things I'm involved in. This novel is about romance. Romance is one thing I am defiantly not involved in. As a child I dreamed of deep conversations with a partner, with my true love. My dreams never came true, in a physical level. But my dreams have came true on a spiritual level. I've found my one true love, he is my savior. He is Jesus Christ himself. He is my one true Idol. He's a man I thought I'd never get sick of.
The lip of the young woman begins to tremble and quiver
as a tear rolls down her cheek. Her voice shakes as she speaks.
Young Woman:[/u]
My name... it's like I was destined to be a believer. My name is Ivana.. It means God's Gift.. I'm Ivana Maria Sanders, believer all my life, follower since the age of seventeen.
Ivana looks down again at the book she was once reading before. The title may now be seen. It reads Holy Bible. Many copies of this book have been printed for hundreds and hundreds of years.[/b]
Ivana:[/u]
Some people like to get confused, and they think just because they believe in God or Jesus that they follow or worship him. With myself personally this is not the case. Up until the age of seventeen I believed in God but, I never followed him. A Tragic event changed my life on December 22, 2000. This day was the first day I prayed. The 22 was the first time I ever felt I needed to pray. That December my older sister had gotten in a terrible car accident. Until that day my sister was my idol, but soon after Jesus himself came and we became one.
Ivana bursts out into tears. She picks up her bible and holds it close, like she's holding Jesus himself in her arms.[/b]
Ivana:
That night my older sister was taken from my life, I was left confused. My father and mother divorced shortly after the accident. As you can see my life was slowly starting to change. But little did I know it was in a positive direction.
Ivana lets go of the bible and places it back down onto the table. And pushes the tears farther down her red cheeks.[/i]
Ivana:
Soon I'll be debuting in a major wrestling federation. I've been working in underground Federations since before my sister's accident. But since, I've taken things more seriously. I take my relationship with the wrestling ring as seriously as I do my relationship with God. I pray everyone at Valor Wrestling Alliance will be hostile and welcome me with open arms. But I guess I'll just have to wait and see. I'm starting my second most important journey in life. My journey to the Women's Title, and straight to the top. Only this time I've got God on my side from the get go. I hope you're expecting big things from Ivana VWA, because you should be.
Ivana slowly lays her head down on the lumpy sofa cushions and closes our favorite blushing blue eyes, for some rest.[/center]
But you inspired me.. to do the whole.. retrospect stuff 