The figment writings continued..

I've decided to pop into you once again. I know I'm not invited, possibly not even wanted, but in all due respect, I come and go as I please, and you more than likely won't pay attention, or accept my presence, but that being said I am back to give my insights into another story.

Now I have said I have certain qualities, I have influence, but it is not a common feature for me to use this. I usually keep within myself, in the tiniest space possible, be it in the corner of your mind, in the end of a twig, or a rain drop. But sometimes I do get bored. Watching is amazing as I have said. I get to see the emotions fester from beginning to end, the outcome, the repercussions, the reverberations and so on. But every now and then I feel obliged to make a nudge, or a sign, or even if needs be a push.

It's not always for good, not always for bad, but for personal entertainment. I can play games with your emotions, I can give you ideas, and I can make you hear what is not really there. Now on this occasion it was a young girl who had caught my attention. She was happy, she had travelled, had a good education and a good job. But she had it too easy. Her father owned a massive company, had paid everything for her. Now looking at this young girl, and looking at a very similar one who lived on the other side of town, I noticed both to be very similar. Both the same height, age, both living nearly the same life, except one had worked for it. This other young female had worked two jobs, and paid for everything herself. Now as I've said before, no one ever really notices me, or acknowledges me, but when I want to be felt, certain things may happen. I felt this girl didn't appreciate what she had. She was slightly self obsessed, slightly arrogant. She seemed to have a certain air that she deserved to have everything.

Now for me this was disappointing, most of your planet has an excellent respect of that surrounding them, a work ethic, and an appreciation of what they can achieve. So this girl started to have a few nightmares. I won't claim credit, it's not in my nature. She had feelings of despair, hatred, poverty, desperation. She saw things that in her world didn't exist, things in her world she couldn't of imagined. Things that actually do exist on her planet, things people are dealing with day to day. Understandably this girl was worried by what she was seeing, she thought maybe it was a warning, that her life was going to get worse, she thought it could be a message that she needed to do more in the world. Now there was no meaning behind these dreams, other than that I wanted her to respect what she had, where she went from there was left open to her. She paid attention for a few weeks, made grand plans to go out and help, to reevaluate her life, but as usual this fell wayward eventually. So obviously being like I am, the dreams returned, and a few visions during the day as well. Now she began to feel that she was losing her mind a little, but the last vision I left her with was of the girl across town, who had worked so hard to have a similar life, without the easy money she had. This finally pushed her over the edge and she became better for it. She had more time for family, more time for friends, more money for charity, and more energy. Now I may have made her life hard, but in the end her life turned good, and she appreciated it a lot more. It's not that she wouldn't of achieved this eventually, but everyone needs that nudge or a push, and she just got hers early. I don't like to interfere, or have so much influence, but as I said, you can ignore me, you can walk around me, I am not physical and I am not domineering, but I am subtle and sharp. And with that, its just a hint, a tiny nudge to you, always follow whats right, and listen to yourself, even if its this little figment pushing you.

But as for always I cannot stay much longer, but I'm sure at some stage I shall return. But for now maybe I'm just a figment of your imagination....