XI Yllen and teens

I didn’t understand why I was so depressed despite knowing that everything would be fine.

Perhaps it was a moment of weakness, but I needed to remain calm in order to continue in this battle.

It was challenging, but I wanted to enjoy each day. Today, the lovely day, was too full of knowledge to be able to think about.

Yllen chose me; she demonstrated her strength, presence, and the world that awaits us; I can see with both eyes.

What more could I want?

This period of darkness was too intense for me; perhaps I connected with an ancestor who was sending me signals. I’ll wait and see what it is.

Yllen, on the other hand, was becoming increasingly happy at school; whenever I went to pick her up, she was in front of everyone, talking about how wonderful life is.

She viewed things differently; her classmates adored her; they had formed a new dialect between themselves. People of all ages came together to discuss their ambitions and future plans. Of the planets still to be formed, of the animals that did not yet exist but would live on Earth, and of the humans who loved life. The children came to see Yllen and it was as if they were returning to their childhood; they wanted to dream again. They were so afraid of what was to come that they had forgotten what they were living for; Yllen reminded them, “Let us enjoy what we have now.”

The teenagers were playing and interacting with the younger ones. Sharing deep moments; everyone was wise; everyone cherished life and what awaited ahead. No one understood them; everything was in that dialect they created.

Zil told me that it was the first time it happened; no one knew what they were talking about; it was as if a new generation was creating a new world.

Yllen grew with each passing day.

Zil called me from school one day to inform me that Yllen had been detained, which surprised me.

Yllen and her friends were in detention when I got there, and the parents were complaining to me about how Yllen encouraged them to call for their Phoenixes on a forbidden mountain. In reality, the flyers were enormous, blue, orange, and green Phoenixes.

Yllen became obsessed with them after I told her about them.

She always said that one day she would have a Phoenix named Sidney.

Not a strong name for a Phoenix, in my opinion, but Yllen sometimes will show some sweetness.

Yllen had escaped school with her friends to the mountain where the Phoenixes lived.

Zil and the teachers went out in their Phoenix. By the way, the teachers had Phoenixes as part of their job. When a teacher graduated, the Phoenix visited them and never left. The Phoenixes were significant and unique on our planet; they were large, strong, and invincible.

When the teachers were looking for Yllen and her friends, they found Yllen and her friends flying. Zil was shocked, but what Zil didn’t know was that Yllen knew how to fly and had taught the Anaids and others.

When Zil called out Yllen’s name, Yllen stopped and froze. Zil called the others and asked them to return to school.

They all came back, and there was diversity of ages: 7 years old to 16 years old.

When I sat down with Zil, she explained what had happened. I felt Yllen’s nervousness; even though Yllen had grown up, she was still a little human being under my eyes. 

Yllen knew she was in trouble when Zil called her. She had exposed the children and herself to danger.

She was only growing up; she was already a teenager.

When Yllen came into the office, she wouldn’t face me; she was embarrassed.

I just asked her what happened. She simply replied that she wanted a Phoenix, and not just for her, but also for her friends.

Zil explained to her that what she had done was extremely dangerous because she compromised the school and all of the students; she knew she had powers, but that was not the way to expose herself in these circumstances.

Yllen started crying, which I had never seen her do before. But, at the end of the day, Yllen was a teenager, and as long as I was responsible, there would be consequences.

Zil asked her when she had taught the students to fly. Yllen told her that since she arrived at the school.

I understood what Yllen was doing; she was preparing everyone.

Still, I would take her home. But first, she would have to apologise to Zil and the parents.

Yllen wrote a letter to everyone; then she apologised to Zil and hugged me, asking for forgiveness from me.

I just picked her up and took her home.

Yllen went to her room, and the truth is, I didn’t know what to do. Yllen had never brought me problems, quite the opposite.

I called her and asked her again what had happened.

From there, Yllen told me that she felt that the Phoenix were calling her and she had to go. I asked her why she didn’t tell me; she answered because her friends need a Phoenix too. We have to prepare; my friends need their weapons, and the Phoenix is ​​one of them.

I told her I understood, but that it was not the way. Zil would have helped in this.

I told Yllen—you are not in charge yet. You have to act with caution.

Yllen lowered her head, and I told her, Tomorrow we will go see the Phoenix and talk to the leader.

Her face changed, and she hugged me.

The next morning, we went to the mountains in search of Phoenix’s leader.

We couldn’t find him; the truth is that finding a Phoenix wasn’t easy; they came to you. I didn’t understand at that moment Yllen’s reason for looking for a Phoenix when she knew the rules.

Suddenly, a majestic and beautiful phoenix came to us. Her name was Jane; she was beautiful, and her presence was so deep that my bones could feel it.

Yllen looked at Jane with much sweetness and a deep affection.

Jane gave Yllen the nod and said, What are you doing here, Yllen? We are supposed to go to you.

Yelln lowered her head.

I realised that Yllen was going through a teenage stage; part of her humanity was impulsive.

Jane told her to go back to your home; we will go to you.

Yllen climbed across my back, blushing and sobbing. I saw her as more human and vulnerable, but I felt peaceful. It was a part of her life on earth.

When we got home, she asked for my forgiveness, and I told her, Yllen, that we all deserve to make mistakes and fix them.

There is nothing wrong with making a mistake as long as it is unintentionally.

All creatures living on Earth, in the universe, and in galaxies make mistakes, and those mistakes shape us into great leaders.

It is good to know that there is humanity in you; you are unique. You are not only God; you are human.

Yllen smiled while holding me, and I traveled to that lovely paradise where we could walk over the waters, a place that no artist could recreate in a painting.

When Yllen showed me the paradise, I loved it. I cherished my life with Yllen.