posted on 4-Feb-2003 10:25:14 PM by bel_1983
Title: To Whom It May Concern
Author: bel_1983
Summary: Liz parker is lost in NYC she must leave to recognise her full potential and find out who she really is, bit will she find out more than she bargained for. Or will she find the key to her past, as well as the key to her future.



AN: Please read and review. feedback means a lot to me.



To whom it may concern

My life is going nowhere so I’m up and outta here. I’m sick of being in this place. This place that gives nothing, but takes so much. This place that holds potential but refuses to recognize it. This place was supposed to be where achievements are recognized and dreams come true. But in a city on so many people, it’s just not possible. I have lived here my whole life, and I despise it for that. It has held me hostage, It has taken my freedom, and It has taken my life.

So now it’s time to say goodbye.

I’m sick of this city that takes so much and gives so little. Slowly but surely it works it way into your blood. So many lost souls come here, thinking that this city will be their saviour. They haven’t lived here their whole life. They don’t know that it will be their downfall. They come here looking to realize their dreams, all they will get is knock back after knock back. There are very few people here who are happy. They are just merely existing.

If I just merely exist for much longer, it will destroy me. I want to go somewhere where I will be seen, I want to get out there and see the world. Discover what else this country has to offer. I want to travel. I want to be happy. I’m not happy now. I’m disconnected.

It’s funny being disconnected in a city like this. I mean It’s huge, how can someone possibly feel disconnected? This life might suit some people. The city living. But inside I’m just a small town girl stuck in a big city. I don’t belong here. I never belonged here.

I’m different to all these dreamers. I see what I see, because it’s right in front of me. They try to see through it. And good on them, that used to be me too once. I used to try and see past what my eyes saw, I used to look so hard to find something else. That something else that would finally open my eyes to what a wonderful city I live in.

It just never came. So I’m leaving. I know I said I lived here for my whole life, but there are things you don’t know. That no one knows. At leats no one thats alive. I was found alongside the road in 1986. The people that found me took me in. No one knows what happened to me, or how I got there. But they didn’t want me put in the system.

My parents were loving people. They gave so much to this city, but what did it give them back. Nothing. Instead it just ripped their lives from them. In a matter of seconds this city stole two more innocent lives. They lost their lives at the hands of a drunk driver. He got off on a technicality, my parents lost their lives. I was 16.

So whilst he sits here in this wonderful city, lapping at life and freedom. My parents are buried in the ground. That was 5 months ago. This place gave me nothing, but I took everything.

My parents told me about where they found me. So that’s where I’m going. There will be stops along the way, as I find myself. And I want to see what this city has kept from me. I want to discover who I can and what I can achieve without this city holding me back. I won’t be missed but just in case I’m living this letter.

I don’t want this city to catch up with me, so I will not say where I am going. I’m just going. Maybe someday I will come back. Not anytime soon though. Someday when Ive seen all there is to see, and I’ve become all there is to be. Only then when I come back.

I know this city won’t wait for me. I don’t want it too. I want it to move on, to develop, to realise its great potential. So then if I ever do come back, just maybe I might be able to stay. I might want to stay.

But for the time being I’m saying goodbye. I’m finally escaping a city that gave me nothing. I’m escaping the city that took my parents life. Where innocence is stolen, but where the humble still walk. The people that believe in this city are the only ones who can change it. I didn’t believe so I’m leaving it. Don’t try and find me, just know that I’m out there. I’m realising my dreams. I’m living my life. I will become something, and when I do, I will look back, and then I might thank this city for forcing me out. For taking so much from me that I had to leave.

Goodbye New York City. May you fulfil your potential, and not just merely exist. May your people make you better, because these people deserve everything you have to offer, just by living within your walls.
I’m different so I have to go. If I come back will you reopen your walls for me?

Will you accept me back? Will you offer me a life? Or will you take it from me. Only the strong can live in New York City, and survive.

I have to find that strength again.

Till next time...

Liz Parker

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posted on 5-Feb-2003 6:59:59 AM by bel_1983
Just changed the tile. I know it sux!!! I can't decide what to call it

Help or suggestions would be appreciated

im tossong up betwen
'Leaving New York City'
"To Whom it May Concern'
'The Key to the past, The key to the Future.'


Of anyone's reading please tell me what you think, and if the story sux! Up date tomorrow hopefully

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posted on 15-Feb-2003 7:39:01 AM by bel_1983
I wasn't sure about continuing this but you guys are so persistant how could I say no???

The Best Friend Charm is drawing to a close, so I should have more time for this. I will try get a part out tomorrow.
xxBelindaxx
posted on 16-Feb-2003 7:32:42 AM by bel_1983
Gey guys thanks for the feedback and bumps. here's part 2 for you. There will be a few twists and turns so be warned!!


PREVIOUSLY


But for the time being I’m saying goodbye. I’m finally escaping a city that gave me nothing. I’m escaping the city that took my parents life. Where innocence is stolen, but where the humble still walk. The people that believe in this city are the only ones who can change it. I didn’t believe so I’m leaving it. Don’t try and find me, just know that I’m out there. I’m realising my dreams. I’m living my life. I will become something, and when I do, I will look back, and then I might thank this city for forcing me out. For taking so much from me that I had to leave.

Goodbye New York City. May you fulfil your potential, and not just merely exist. May your people make you better, because these people deserve everything you have to offer, just by living within your walls.
I’m different so I have to go. If I come back will you reopen your walls for me?

Will you accept me back? Will you offer me a life? Or will you take it from me. Only the strong can live in New York City, and survive.

I have to find that strength again.

Till next time...

Liz Parker


PART TWO


To Whom it may concern

I’m just passing through, but I wanted to say what a beautiful town you have here. Unfortunately I cannot stop. My heart tells me I must continue. I don’t know where I’m going, but someone who was very important to me, told me to always follow my heart. Unfortunately she isn’t on this earth anymore. But I have heeded her advice.

I don’t know when my next stop will be. I only find out when I get there. I have passed through so many towns and cities, but yours has stood out. Maybe one day I will be able to come back to this lovely town of yours. I hear people speaking of expanding and entering capitalism. they don’t like living in a small town, but it should be valued. Or maybe they should just go to New York City.

Do not take for granted what you now have, because tomorrow it could all disappear. I have been getting this strange feeling lately that something is coming. I don’t know if it’s good, I don’t know if it’s bad. I just know it’s coming. So take care of your sweet, innocent town. Do not let it become corrupted, by those whose names carry a title. These title mean nothing, at least not in the grander scheme of things. The people, the locals, are the heart and soul of this town. Do not let them take over. Do not let them rip the heart out. Fight what you believe in, but mot importantly fight for what you know.

Your’s sincerely....


Some say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Well I’m going to say that I have to disagree. It is a month to the day that I left New York City. I have travelled through many cities and many towns. Some I have stayed in for longer than others, but none where I could feel like I could settle. There’s something out there calling me. I don’t know what it is, and I know it sounds strange...But It was like something has triggered a switch in my mind. There are things that my mind wants to remember, but can’t. It confuses me, all I wanted to so was escape New York City. Find myself. Maybe I am, maybe this feeling that I’ve been getting is trying to tell me something. I guess all I can do is follow my heart, and see where it takes me...


Meanwhile somewhere in Roswell, New Mexico....


“Do you really think we should do this? I mean it could send out a signal and alert our enemies to our wear abouts. Is that really a risk you want to take?”


“I don’t know about you, but I want to know... have to know. I think it’s a risk that we have to take. Sure it could give our position away to our enemies, but what if there are others out there...Others like us. Don’t you want to find why we were sent here? Don’t you want to find out our purpose...if we have a purpose? Don’t you want to know where we are from? Who we were...who we are? I’ve got so many questions , And I’m sick and tired of not knowing the answers to them. Don’t you just want to know?


“I do want to know...You know I do. But what if our enemies are alerted? There are only three of us...five of us if you include the others. But there not even like us. Sure they know what we are, but how far are they willing to go for us. They are still confused and don’t know what to think. We have enough to worry about, with the chance that they might go to someone with what they know...someone who could destroy us. Do we really need to worry about enemies attacking us as well?”


“They won’t say anything, we don’t have to worry. They just need a little time. I mean imagine finding out something like that. I think it would take a little time to sink in...a little time to accept. But they understand what is at risk here. They know our lives are in their hands, and they’re not the kind of people who what to responsible for someone elses dying. I mean who would be? I just know that we don’t have to worry about them saying anything.”
“So we are really going to do this...?”


“Yes. I guess we are. Now everybody concentrate...”


Somewhere in the USA...


I feel this pull. I don’t know what it is or where it is coming from. I don’t know where it’s leading to geographically, but I know It’s running straight through my body to my heart. It feels like it’s drawing me closer and closer. When I was in NYC I wanted to get out, I wanted to escape, to find myself and find my dreams. I was too enclosed there, too vulnerable, it felt like my prison. When I lived in New York it was like the city was consuming me, but maybe it was something else that finally made me leave. Wherever I go, I feel like there’s something coming. I don’t know what to think, I don’t know what to believe. I just know that I have to follow my heart, because the heart never lies.


Maybe there’s something out there calling me, because that’s what it feels like. Or maybe it’s someone, Maybe I will find somewhere to settle, maybe I will find somewhere where I can make a home for myself...Where I will feel like I belong.


For so long I’ve had this feeling of loneliness. My parents filled it temporarily, but they are gone now. It’s back and I don’t know how to justify it. I don’t know where I‘m heading or what this feeling is, I don‘t know if I will ever find out...But I do know that I cannot ignore it. So I’m not, I’m following it. And where ever it may take me...Which ever direction it may lead...I will follow. And maybe just maybe I will find that place where I belong...And maybe just maybe I might be able to let the world see me.


I’m tired. I’m tired of being invisible. Once upon a time ago it was my aim and desire to blend in, to go un noticed. But now I want to be seen. This pull, this call, this feeling...what ever it is...I know it wants me to be seen, and there’s something, somewhere that it wants me to see. And it’s taking me there. And I have a feeling that I will only know about it when I get there. So for the time being, I will go un noticed, go unseen. My dream when I left New York City was to see the world, to experience all it had to offer, and I plan on doing just that. Because I have a feeling that somewhere in my future things are going to change dramatically, and they may not necessarily be for the better.


Somewhere in a place unknown, a place unseen....


“It is nearly time. We must make our move soon. There is too much at stake. The signal has been activated. She will be coming, the signal will have alerted her, and when she arrives, she will open the doors to all kinds of possibilities.”


“She remains unaware sire.”

“Do we know of her location?”


“Negative. She left her last location, a little over a month ago. She did not tell anyone where she was going, she did take much with her, she did not leave a lot behind.”


“So your telling me she is out there somewhere, that no one knows where she is, and she doesn’t know who she is?”


“Affirmative Sire.”


“Damn it. They need her, we need her. So much depends on her, and you lost her??? You incompetent fools. Do you fail to understand her place in all of this.”


“No sire, we understand. We will find her, and she will return to them, of that we are quite confident.”


“Yes, but will she return before the other??? So much depends on her returning first. She needs to beat her to them. Otherwise we can kiss our dreams goodbye.”


“Do not worry Sire, we will find her and return her to her rightful place.”


“Yes...And make sire you do.”


TBC???


Please leave feedback, it inspires one to write faster!!



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posted on 18-Feb-2003 8:38:42 AM by bel_1983
Hey guys. Yeah, yeah I know I changed the title again, but I don't plan to take the story in this direction at all. Originally It was just going to be a whole human affair. But as you can probably see, things have changed. hence the change of title. Last time...I promise.

A few unexpected things are revealed in this chapter, if your confused and have a question, just ask!!!

I borrowed a line spoken by Liz in Destiny. I do not own it. You will know which one it is.

Ok enjoy and let me know what you think.


PREVIOUSLY

This pull, this call, this feeling...what ever it is...I know it wants me to be seen, and there’s something, somewhere that it wants me to see. And it’s taking me there. And I have a feeling that I will only know about it when I get there. So for the time being, I will go un noticed, go unseen. My dream when I left New York City was to see the world, to experience all it had to offer, and I plan on doing just that. Because I have a feeling that somewhere in my future things are going to change dramatically, and they may not necessarily be for the better.

.......................................

“Damn it. They need her, we need her. So much depends on her, and you lost her??? You incompetent fools. Do you fail to understand her place in all of this.”


“No sire, we understand. We will find her, and she will return to them, of that we are quite confident.”


“Yes, but will she return before the other??? So much depends on her returning first. She needs to beat her to them. Otherwise we can kiss our dreams goodbye.”


“Do not worry Sire, we will find her and return her to her rightful place.”


“Yes...And make sire you do.”


PART THREE


somewhere not far from Roswell, New Mexico


They’re after me. They think I don’t know but I do. They think I don’t know a lot but I do. I know more then they can even begin to comprehend. I know more then they could ever suspect. They think I remain, I think ‘unaware’ was the exact wording they used. Huh if only they knew. They think I don’t remember who I am, remember my past. But I do. I know what I must do, and I know what they want me to do. I’m on my way to Roswell New Mexico, I have a destiny to fulfil, and only when I have fulfilled it will I return to them...To him. I remember how I failed last time. So many things have repeated in this life, but not the most important thing.


She ended up away from them. She ended up in New York City somehow. They planned it this way, but I didn’t think they would actually succeed. They new their soils would reach out to each other eventually, I thought it would be sooner. But it was only the signal that alerted her. It alerted everyone. She doesn’t know who she is...I mean really is. That is to my distinct advantage. I will go to Roswell, I will take my place before she arrives. And when she gets there-because even though now she doesn’t know where she is going, she will end up there-I will have integrated myself amongst them.


This time it will be her turn to be the outsider, attempting to find her destiny. This time it will be her trying to push her way into their little group. This time it will be her advances which will be knocked back. And we will see how she likes it...Last time it went all wrong, he wasn’t supposed to fall for her, he was supposed to fall for me, but when I arrived it was too late...She had corrupted him. Now, this time, it will be too late for her. It will be her turn to feel isolated, it will be her turn to feel lonely...It will be her turn to fail.


To whom it may Concern,

Well I’m carrying on my tradition...Passing through and leaving a message. I don’t know if people even read this, or if they do, whether they even care...But I just want you to know that you should hold onto what you’ve got. You’re city is beautiful...I never really like cities, they don’t allow people to reach their full potential...They hold you back. But your city...This is a place that I could have wished to have grown up in. Everyone seems so friendly, so polite, so sincere. You haven’t lost yourselves to capitalism. It surrounds you, but it does not overtake you. It is important that it remains this way.


I know I am just a visitor, so what do I really know right? But on my journeys I have seen so much. I have seen towns which are so much like those towns you see in the country and western movies. I have seen cities overtaken by greed, by tyrants. I have seen capitals where the law is above no one. I have seen suburbs where no one is above the law. I have seen local shops being torn down by developers. Big companies branching out...Taking over. I have seen the homeless in the streets, the penniless begging for money...I have seen the wealthy walk right on by, and less fortunate give what they can.


I have seen fields. I have seen roads, I have seen fields turning into roads. I have seen waterfront homes eroding the shores. I have seen towns that have lost sight of themselves. I have seen people giving up dreams, and just settling. I have seen dreams come true, and dreams stolen away...all in the one instance. I have seen so much, and learned so much. And most of it was seen in New York City.


You do not want your city to become a playground for big business. It will corrupt it. It will corrupt you. Sure you can grow, you can expand, you can develop. Just don’t sell out. Do not lose yourself amongst it all. Because when it all becomes too much, when it all gets out of hand, you will wish you could go back...Go back to today.

Your’s sincerely...


I feel the call getting closer. The voice getting louder. I don’t understand what is going on, but I know it’s important. Sometimes I feel like I am being followed, being watched. And I don’t know if that feeling is a reality or inside of me. This worries me, yet at the same time it is a comfort. It’s like some one knows I am out there, and that I am coming, If only I knew where I was going. All I have to guide me is the pull...The call. It all seems so familiar to me.


I’ve actually been having these dreams lately. They feel so real, but they are so weird. I don’t understand them, I can’t comprehend them. How do you even begin to comprehend something you don’t understand?
But there is one constant in every dream. One thing that stands out, and I don’t really know what it means yet. In ever dream I hear a voice saying, Can you just do that with everyone? Make them see things that aren't even there?. And I have a feeling its important. But that’s not the weird part...The weird part is that it’s my voice speaking it. I think It’s something that I have to remember. That it’s important somehow. If only I knew how.


I think everything ties in together. The pull, the dreams, my voice in the dreams. I don’t understand because I’ve never said that before, I don’t understand what it means. Someone being able to make people see things that aren’t there? That could be dangerous. But at the same time it feels so familiar. And it’s one of those things that you think over and over in your mind, until it no longer makes sense...Not that it ever has. You know, like when you repeat a word over and over, so many times, that you begin to lose all comprehension of the word, and whether it is even a word. You lose the meaning of the word, and it begins to sound strange.


Well that is like my life right now. I’ve ran it over so many times in my head, I’m beginning to wonder if this is me...If it’s my life...Or even if I’m living it. And then I will feel the pull...hear the call, and my mind will suddenly focus again. My journey will continue and the pull will take me to the next place that leads to...Somewhere, no where, anywhere...At this point I just want find a place where I can sit down for more then two seconds, where I can find what I’ve lost on this journey, and sort through what I have found.


I think I will be there soon...Or maybe that’s just a wish. But if the call is any sign, it shouldn’t be too long. And I have a feeling that when I arrive there-wherever there may be-my life is going to change dramatically. And there is only two ways for it to go...Up or down.


I just hope it’s up.


Somewhere in a place unknown, a place unseen....


“Have you found her yet?”

“No sire. But we are getting closer.”

“Closer...That is not good enough. the closer you get to her, the closer she gets to them. We need to know that she will complete her destiny. We need to know that she will succeed. We need to know that was happened before, does not happen again. Do you hear me soldier...Because if we don’t find her, then someone will be held responsible, and I hate to see who that person might be and what may happen to them.”

“Yes sire. I understand. It shouldn’t be too long. As she gets closer she becomes more careless. We believe her to be just outside Roswell.”

“What of the other girl?”

“Well...We are unsure sire. She still remains dormant. She has not been awoken, but we gather the pull will be leading her to Roswell. We do not believe her to be near, and even if she is, she will not know where she is going until she gets there.”

“Good. That is good. We do not want a repeat of last time. Do we...Naseado?”






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