~Jacob DuBois~ (Rough Draft)

I remember it like it was yesterday. My cheeks, like two burning suns. My whole body was trembling! I tried to focus on the football game, yet my efforts were useless. I could FEEL his eyes! The cute, blue-eyed blonde, sitting 2 rows behind me and a little to my right. He hadn't taken his eyes off of me once, for the entire game! As if his intense gase wasn't enough pressure, he had to go to the concession stand every 5 minutes. Smiling at me on the way there and back each time. He obviously knew that his attention unnerved me, so he took every chance to torture me. Walking slowly past me, his cologne entrancing me every time. His bright smile, making my heart skip 1 too many beats. My mind was racing with so many thoughts! What was he doing? Is he blind, can he not see how unattractive I am? Or is all of this attention just leading up to some sort of joke? I didn't want to know the answers, I just wanted to escape his gaze as quickly as possible!1

When the torturous game finally ended, I sprang from my seat, pushing my way to the front of the crowd. I was almost free! The exit was in my line of vision, only a few feet away. Then, he appeared in front of me, smiling and blocking my escape. Damn his beautiful eyes, I thought. "Hey, I'm Jacob," he said. I stood there, stunned and breathless, finally I managed to sqeek out a small, "Hi."2

Time quickly passed by. I finally found myself comfortable around Jacob and we became very close. When we weren't at college, we were spending vast ammounts of time together. He lived in a sweet little neighborhood, in a modest little home with his parents and younger brother. We would always go up to his room and talk, then I would lie on his bed, starring into his eyes, while he played his guitar and sang to me. There was never a frown on my face when I was in his presence. I hadn't yet to realize how perfect he was though. He was so handsome and intelligent. He was a great entertainer as well. He was the lead singer in a band that he had with his friends; his voice was so beautiful! He could write the most touching lyrics about love, pain, and trying to find God. Then, when he wasn't being so serious, he could send me into fits of sheer laughter! As if all of the above wasn't enough, he was also very considerate and spontaneous! He always put me first and loved to surprise me in many, creative and romantic ways.3

We had so much fun in eachother's company, that both of us had forgotten to really take stock of our feelings, untill one horrible day. I was working in a clothing store in a mini mall. The clouds had been gathering all day long. Soon, the sky was an eerie black color. Rain and hail began to plummet from the sky. Suddenly, the town's tornado sirene sounded! The first thought that popped into my mind was, Where's Jacob? I stood there, frozen. Was he alright, was he in a safe place? I then realized that we had never told eachother that we loved the other! A co-worker grabbed me by the arm, dragging me to where the others were huddled. I can't quite say what happened during the next few minutes. All I thought about was how much I regreted never saying those 3, special little words to Jacob. I mean, I did love him, didn't I? Screams and loud banging noises surrounded me, then it all quit, almost as quickly as it had started.4

The mall had been completely ravished. we were all trapped inside of the large heap of debris. The others panicked.... I prayed for Jacob's safety. It didn't take long for us to be found. As I crawled out of the mess with the others, I saw a dirty hand reaching out to help me. I took the hand, and looking up, I saw the ruddy face of an angel. It was my Jacob! He'd come to my rescue, helping to dig through the rubble and get me to safety. He pulled me up and into his strong arms. We stood there, wrapped around one another, crying. He then whispered softly into my ear, "Will you marry me?" That was the day that we realized we'd both forgotten to say, 'I love You.'5

Time,once again, flew by. We were both about to graduate from college, thus we'd be getting married soon. We were both so excited and in love! I had gone to his house one night, to see him. His parents said that he was practicing with his band and that he would be home soon. I went up to his room to wait. I tried to relax on his bed, but since we were both so busy, we hadn't had time to talk much. I couldn't go another moment without hearing his voice. I called his cell phone. He was just leaving the studio and was walking home. We talked while he walked. I had missed him singing to me everynight, so I asked, "Are you going to serenade me tonight, Jacob?" All I heard in return was a strange man's voice, then a gunshot. I knew at that instant that my angel was gone. Everything I'd ever wanted had been stolen away from me by some lawless, and heartless fool.6

I sat up in my bed, struggling for my breath. My heart was pounding in my chest. My cheeks were sticky with tears; my pillow soaked. How could I have dreamed something like that? It was so vivid! So REAL! It couldn't have been just an ordinary dream! I remembered every single DETAIL! Even the name of this wonderful man whom I'd never met. It had to be more than a dream. It had to be a premonition, a vison of the love of my life. Jacob DuBois. I finally caught my breath. I collapsed back onto my drenched pillow, eventually crying myself back to sleep.7

To this day, the thought of that dream, the thought of Jacob, keeps me going. Every day, I wake up knowing that I am one day closer to meeting him, yet also one day closer to losing him.... but not if I can help it! I believe I was given this vision so that I can have a fair chance at saving the love of my life. I just hope and pray that I succeed!8