Chapter 3 On the plane
-1 year later-
April looked out the small window with a small smile on her face. Reminiscing about the day when her live changed drastically. After a week of staying at home, she finally made the decision to resign. Then she travelled to Romania. She found work as a waitress in a small cafe in Bucharest. She found an amazing friend, Elena, who introduced her to the country and she started a blog about her travels.
After about a month her brain seemed to play with her again. This time her brain started to work in French. This all happened when she was sleeping over at Elena's.
'Good morning'
'hm?' 'What are you saying?'
Weird, April frowned, Elena seemed to talk in a different language. 'What did you say?' April said in surprisingly fluent French. Elena's face spoke volumes.
'When did you learn French?' 'Because that sounded French.' Elena said. April couldn't understand her at all. What is she rambling about now?
Then she understood. All sorts of emotions washed over her face as she realised she might have switched to another language. Somehow her 'disease' made her unable to understand any language except for one. So all her efforts in learning English, French and German at school all went in vain when she started to think and speak in the Romanian language. Now that her brain switched to a different language, she couldn't understand Romanian anymore.
Elena asked her something, she seemed worried. So April was already typing a sentence in her translator app on her phone to see what language she will be stuck with for the time being. French. That's not too bad, she thought. She typed a message and translated it to Romanian.
'Remember when I came here and didn't know anything about this country despite speaking the language?' She the showed it to her friend who nodded.
'I was born in the Netherlands waking up one day I could only think and speak Romanian.' Her friend furrowed her brows in confusion.
'It happened again today' 'This time it's French'
Elena opened her mouth to say something. Then quickly closed it. This didn't seem like a joke. April didn't speak any other languages except for Romanian when she came here. And she didn't seem to understand anything that Elena was saying.
April let out another sigh when she thought about Elena. She was the only one who knew her secret. And she has helped her so many times. When she wanted to continue her blog in English, Elena helped her to find a translator again and again. Every 60 days her mind would switch to a different language. She always moved when the time came.
This morning, she switched to Mandarin. So here she was, on a plane to Beijing.
My best friend Elena: 'Hey there, when will you arrive at your new destination?'
Me: 'In two hours... I'll call you when I'm at my new apartment.'
April put down her phone and started writing in her diary. She started her diary in Romania and hasn't stopped ever since. Flipping through the pages she saw all those foreign languages appearing. She knew exactly what was written in those pages, but couldn't understand those pages anymore. The feeling of this made her sad. She knew she would never be able to have a long term friendship with anyone anymore.
She wrote a goodbye email to her colleagues at the restaurant in Norway. A few came to say goodbye at the airport.
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But I'll get over it in a few days ?
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