My Recycled Soul (A Sample)

" What about snakes?"

He laughs. "No snakes in Ireland."

" Oh." I sit down next to him, feeling silly.

It is as if we are secluded from the world. I cannot see over the grass, gently swaying in the breeze above us, and when I look up all I can see is the blue sky and the sun's halo.

I turn to look at him and his head is already turned toward me. Looking at me sincerely, he says, "I want you to know I do see you. I see the real you. It's weird, but from that first day I saw you walking through the school gate, I felt it. Your every emotion-I felt you."