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Voices (Chapter 1)
Published Jun 16, 2013


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Hello there, some of you maybe read my Sims 3 voices story and surely noticed it wasn't finished. Huge apologize, but I had to reinstall whole sims and forgot to save that family. But now I am remaking it in a Sims 2 game with ,,a few" changes. Enjoy. :)

Hello there, some of you maybe read my Sims 3 voices story and surely noticed it wasn't finished. Huge apologize, but I had to reinstall whole sims and forgot to save that family. But now I am remaking it in a Sims 2 game with ,,a few" changes. Enjoy. :) ,,What are you doing at the cemetery at midnight? Are you visiting someone you love burried under the ground? I guess you are. Do you believe in ghosts? They say that ghosts are coming right after the midnight. I bet you would like to see a ghost of someone you knew. Maybe you'll be lucky today to see any." ,,I didn't believe in ghosts, afterlife or anything like that. I used to think that when someone dies, he will be laid into the casket, burried under the ground and that will be the end for him. People who loved him will keep him in their memory. They will bring flowers and wreaths on his grave, light up candles. Simple as that." ,,But I changed my opinion. If you want, I would like to tell you a story of a girl. Girl, whose life turned around after an acident. I know that story very well." ,,I think you already know why. That girl is me." *Voices*
*Chapter 1: Back to the beginning.*
All I knew when I woke was that amount of light was killing my eyes and that annoying bleep was tearing my ears. I narrowed my eyes so they could get accustomed. Everything seemed so bright, so alive. Like I was dead before. But I didn't know why I felt like that. Was I dead before? AM I dead? because the place where I was seemed like heaven to me. The space around me was white and shining and I felt weightless. But after several seconds or minutes, I wasn't sure about the time, I lost the feeling of being in heaven. My right arm started to hurt and I felt acrid pain on my cheek. I looked straight in front of me and saw white tiles and when I looked around, or at least as much as my head allowed me, I found out that I am in a room. Small, white room with tiles. Right next to me was some machine, source of that cheep, with a monitor and there were small tubes leading from it. Right next to it was a drip. I looked at my right arm, I wanted to know why it hurts. I had a big plaster on it. I touched my cheek. Band-aid. No, I wasn't in heaven. I was in hospital. ,,No, no, this can't be true. How I will survive If Deli won't wake up?" Suddenly I realized I am not alone there. I heard someone whispering through quiet sobbing. I guessed it was some girl. I found her with my eyes. She was sitting glumly on a chair by a small, round table with her head down. Waves of ginger hair were losely falling at her back. I absolutely had no idea who was that. And I also didn't get the meaning of her words at first. Why won't she survive? What is that thing she couldn't believe? Who was Deli? Was it me? I realized I didn't even remember my name. I tried to find something in my head but it was like a huge, dark hole where was absolutely nothing to find. I decided to make some sound, to remind her I am awake and I know about her pressence. I coughed, because I didn't know what to say and she instantly turned her head my direction. She had suprise expression in her face and tears were streaming down her tired face. Her eyes were red, so she surely cried so long. I must have meant a lot to her.
I thought when I will see her face, I will know who is she, but that didn't happened. I still didn't know. And that emtiness in my head was tearing me apart. It was terrible to know nothing. I thought I can never forget any of such a simple and important information, like my name. Until now I realized I was wrong. People can forget everything.
,,Delilah?" She whispered and another tears escaped from her nice, but teary, blue eyes. So my name is Delilah? She persisted sitting there for a little while and when she convinced herself she wasn't dreaming, she quickly raised from a chair. She took it and sat right next to my bed.
,,How are you, sweetie?" She asked. She talked to me softly and carefuly like I was a wounded puppy.
,,I am fine." I tried to say, but it came out just like a whisper. But it didn't stopped me. ,,W-who-,"
,,Don't make yourself exhaused, honey, stay calm, you are safe and sound." She smiled at me warmly. She wanted to touch my shoulder for better strength of her words, but I flinched. She looked confused.
,,Who are you?" I asked her. It seemed like this question cut her like a knife. I think she didn't count with option I won't recognize her. I bet she was sure I can't forget her like I was convinced no one can forget their name.
,,Y-you don't know who I am? Come on, Delilah, don't tell me you don't recognize your best friend! How dare you!" Her voice raised and by the time she was almost shouting at me. Her face, which looked tired and depressed just a second ago now got angry expression. She had kind of hard, hoarse voice. It sounded frightening when she raised her voice. Some part of me knew that I never heard her raising her voice and it was the reason why I was afraid of her at the moment. ,,S-sorry," I stammered in a try to calm her down. Unsuccesfully. She still looked angry. I guessed that If she was really my best friend, she shouldn't act like that. She should understand. But... What happened to me? I decided I'll ask. But when I was opening my mouth, her expression changed from angry to depressed. I thought maybe it hit her.
,,You don't have to apologize, Del. It's me who should say sorry. I'm so sorry, it was just that you were on the edge of life and death and it seemed like you'll never wake up and I didn't want to lose you and I couldn't imagine my ife without you and when you woke up and you don't recognize me, it hit me really hard..." The words were flying from her mouth by a speed of light. So I was ALMOST dead. I must have been lucky. Very lucky. ,,I'm Abigail, by the way. We were friends since the birth I guess." She laughed, but it was that kind of a sad laugh. Her face still wasn't dry because of that amount of tears.
,,Abigail," I said her name. It sounded funny from my mouth. ,,What happened to me?" Abigail's head went down again. She took a deep breath. ,,You had a car accident. You, your parents and.. Your boyfriend."
,,W-what?" Even my eyes were filled with tears.
,,They are all okay, right?" I asked. The HAVE TO be okay. Even If I didn't remember my boyfriend and even my family, I needed them alive. What would I do without them?
Abigail was sitting there speechless. So they are all dead? She must have been lying.
,,You lie!" I wanted to yell at her, but I still had no strength in my voice. What if she wasn't my best friend, just some girl who came here to tell me lies?
,,Get out!" I decided. I didn't want a liar in the room.
,,But-" She tried to say something, but I quickly interrupted her.
,,I said GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" I screamed, suprised with strength of my voice. She raised from a chair, and with disappointed look on her face quietly went to the door.
And then it happened. I suddenly heard quiet whisper. *Your dad is alive.* I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, it was competely strange voice. But nobody else except me and Abigail, or whatever her name was, was in a room.
,,Wait." I commanded Abigail. She kept on walking. ,,My dad is alive?" She stopped and turned back my direction.
,,How do you know?"
,,That doesn't matter."
She nodded. ,,Yes. But he will stay in hospital little longer than you. Your brother Arthur will pick you." Brother? What more I don't know? Abigail continued in speaking. ,,I'll do the best If I'll tell the doctors you are awake, Delilah. I'm so sorry." And then she left the room. I stayed alone and had much time to think. But I couldn't concentrate. I was too confused.
*A few weeks later*
I finally changed that terrible hospital shirt for normal clothes Abigail brought to me. I wasn't allowed to visit my dad yet, but I was sure I will visit him as soon as I can. I still haven't seen my brother, he didn't came to visit me. I was told Arthur wasn't in the car accident, he was the only one from our family who stayed at home, but I didn't know, why. I decided I'll ask him. I was convinced that he is a good guy and he will help me with my lost memory. Inseparable siblings. I was sure we were. I felt it deep in my heart. I have already seen us sitting and looking through family photos and corners of my mouth raised up in a smile. Everything will be just alright.
I looked in a mirror. I didn't even remember how I looked. I pictured me very different from the reflection I saw in a mirror. Brown, tired eyes. Disheveled, short brown hair. Scraches on my face. And two big, ugly, raised scars on my cheek. I guessed they will be there forever. I was disgusted. I wanted to take some blanket and throw it on my head to hide that face from eyes of orther people. At least I had clothes I felt comfortable in. Purple hoodie and black leggins. But that plaster on my right arm was interrupting my at least little normal look. If my boyfriend saw me like this... If I'd remember at least him. I didn't even knew his name. Suddenly someone came in. I was expecting Arthur, my brother, who should come to pick me up and drive me home, but it was only a nurse. She came telling me that I can go home. When I asked about my brother, she didn't know anything about him. Weird. I decided to wait at least five minutes, but he wasn't coming. So I wanted to go home alone but when I left hospital, I stepped into a storm and I relized I don't even know where I live. I didn't have a phone or anything to contact anyone. Luckily I got my address from the doctors and they navigated me to my street. I wanted to catch a taxi, but I haven't got any money and the road was lonely anyway. So I went on foot, despite of rain, on my own, repeating my address every second in my mind. It was getting dark and still raining and I was still wandering around the town. My feet were tired as I was passing shops, restaurants and orther buildings. I didn't imagine coming home like this. I was soaked and frozen. I tried to recollect at least ANYTHING. Who was I, what happened, who was my brother that he left me alone without anything in my head to find my home? I felt like passing out when I stayed in front of a house which was supposed to be my home. I checked the address If I wasn't wrong and when It all fit, I rang the door bell. The person I saw was so different from my idea of my brother. He wasn't similiar to me at all. His black hair was covered by white cap, he was wearing chequered shirt and black jeans.
,,So you made it home on your own, sis," he talked. His voice has amused undertone.
,,I don't think there is anything to laugh on, Arthur," I remarked. ,,I'm glad I'm finally home." I tried to hug him. ,,Why didn't you come to pick me up?" He pushed me away. His amused expression in his face changed to angry.
,,You are trying to hug me after all you have done?!" He raised his voice at me and he was screaming. His voice frightened me.
,,What are you talking about?" I whispered without any strength in my voice, tears were escaping from my eyes even If I tried to hold them back.
,,Don't act like you have lost your memory! I know you remember it all too well!" He yelled right into the thunder and
tried to slap me, but I escaped and entered the first door I saw. It was my room.
I locked it, my knees broke and I sat on the ground. I coudn't stop the tears. What was happening? Was I really the reason for the car accident? So much thoughts were dashing through my mind. It seemed like everything has changed. And I needed to find out, why. And then I heard that strange voice from the hospital for the second time. The end of chapter 1. I will be glad for every comment and rating. :)

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#1HappyLizcat98Jun 18, 2013

nice! \:\) \:wub\:

#2hlagardeJun 18, 2013

i luv it\:wub\:

#3elilianeJun 18, 2013

rasguños en la cara parece que todavia siguen utilizando los sim 2 pero pense que eso quedo en el pasado je je je interesante me gusta mejor hubiese sido en la 3 se veria mas interesante y solo adjuntabas las fotos asi como uno hace para engañar a la gente que se besaron y no se que mas pero de todas maneras me GUSTO increible

#4jadababy2003VIPJun 19, 2013

Wow! What happened? Great beginning. Can't wait for the next chapter!!

#5^Cupcake^Jun 22, 2013

Very nice start!
I don't usually read Sims 2 stories but i found the title and the first picture so interesting that I though I should read this and I'm really happy I did.\:\)

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