~Genre: Fiction, mystery and fantasy :)~
Chapter 30
Confusing sensations
As soon as those words were uttered the world became weird. I felt weird, light headed, like I was flying or something. I could hear screaming and shouts, they were so loud, and yet I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
My eyes felt to heavy to open, and my head started to hurt just the faintest. Even though it felt like seconds when this weird sensation hit, I knew it was only minutes.
I could distinctly remember Serache telling us she saw a vision of what happened the night Dorothy died, then I remember Meredith screaming something, or I don’t know.
I think the girl’s there jumped us, I’m not sure, and I think I heard someone shout police, but maybe that was my feeble attempt at a happy ending.
I was….so confused. I think that Meredith grabbed me and slammed my head somewhere…the wall? And my head was starting to gain a painful sensation, and the shouts and screams still continued. It was then I felt like I was laying down, yet standing up.
My head was starting to painfully throb now, and I couldn’t do anything. It was too much of an effort. So I tried opening my eyes.
The lights that only a while ago were pleasant to me, now burned my eyes, it felt like I was looking into the sun, but I was cold, so cold. It didn’t take a while for my eyes to adjust, but the scene around me looked bizarre.
Before I could actually comprehend what I was seeing, my vision turned blurry again. And a huge wave of pain hit my head, that I closed my eyes and buried my head in… I’m not sure. It was then that I felt even lighter, and whatever I had buried my head in turned soft and pleasant.
Confused I brought my head up and opened my eyes, I wasn’t assaulted by bright lights, in fact it was super dark out. I looked down and realized that I was laying in grass, and as I looked around I realized I was in a forest.
My head felt much better, in fact, everything felt much better. I felt lighter again, like I could slip through walls and floors, and I could fly, reaching the clouds.
I slowly stood up and dusted myself off, the clothes at the house was changed into the simple white dress that I had worn when I saw Serache, Dorothy, and friends dump that girl in the water. Again I was barefooted, but this time something felt different, smaller.
It felt like I was floating, to whatever destination I was going to, not sure. I don’t think my feet touched the ground, but I abruptly stopped when I heard something. I take a deep breath.
Silence.
Just as I’m about to move I hear it again. A voice, shouting, something.
I pause again to silence, and when I’m about to move the voice yells out again.
“Destiny!”
My name. I don’t know how I know that, it was like I forgot for a second who I was, but the minute my name was yelled out I found myself running toward it.
“Hello!” I yelled out desperately. “I’m here!”
“Destiny!”
“I’m right here!” I follow the voice.
“Destiny!” It seems much closer.
“Hello,” I say softly when I see a girl’s back to me.
She’s wearing the same thing I’m wearing. A simple white dress with no shoes or heels, I don’t see any jewelry on her ankle or hands, she seems familiar, but I don’t know why. I don’t know why I seem to be forgetting simple things like my name and age, and remembering that whole confrontation, but I don’t remember there names either. Do I even know those people?
The girl has glorious golden blodne hair, that looks white too, it’s ringlets fall down her back in a perfectly made way. As she turns to face me, I see that she wears no make up, and no necklaces or anything. It’s just her in that dress with that hair, that oh so familiar hair.
“Destiny,” the girl whispers softly.
“I’m here, I think.” I say honestly, feeling like I can tell her anything. “Do I know you?”
The girl smiles sadly, silent tears fall down her face. “I should’ve tried harder, Des, and I’m sorry I didn’t.”
“What?” I ask, confused. “What’s going on? I can’t remember. Why can’t I remember?”
“It’s going to be okay,” the girl walks to me and takes both my arms, she brings me down with her to kneel level, and I look into her clear eyes. “I’m going to be right here.”
“I can’t really remember anything. I just remember some fragments of memories and the strongest is the interrogation, but I can’t remember what happened after Serache said those words, I just can’t.”
“Calm down, it’s not your fault, but I think you have a right to know, a right to see.”
“Will you stay with me?” I ask in a small voice.
“Always, and I’ll wait too. But it’s not your time yet, sweetheart, you have to hold on and be strong, okay, keep on breathing Destiny, don’t stop.”
It suddenly felt painful too, it felt like nails were being put into my throat. “It hurts.”
“Don’t stop breathing, Destiny, promise me.”
“I promise,” my voice cracks.
“It was all I remembered when I first came here, running, running away from someone perfectly concealed, but I didn’t manage to outsmart them, but you can Destiny, you can. You were always better.”
“I don’t understand,” I say, my voice wobbly, and I close my eyes at the effort of those little words.
“I want you to see.” She says, and I blink as I see a figure running and then a few seconds later another one dressed in all black. Thye both looked faded.
“What’s happening?” I close my eyes.
“Just breathe.”
I do, and it suddenly feels a bit better than it did before. “I trust you, I don’t know why but I do.”
“I trust you too, and I love you. Do you love me?”
“Yes,” I say without hesitation. “I don’t know why, but I do, you being here makes everything feel…I don’t know, better.”
“Open your eyes.”
And I did, and I gasped.
“Dorothy?!”
“See you later, sis.”
And I woke up.
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Chapter 30
Confusing sensations
As soon as those words were uttered the world became weird. I felt weird, light headed, like I was flying or something. I could hear screaming and shouts, they were so loud, and yet I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
My eyes felt to heavy to open, and my head started to hurt just the faintest. Even though it felt like seconds when this weird sensation hit, I knew it was only minutes.
I could distinctly remember Serache telling us she saw a vision of what happened the night Dorothy died, then I remember Meredith screaming something, or I don’t know.
I think the girl’s there jumped us, I’m not sure, and I think I heard someone shout police, but maybe that was my feeble attempt at a happy ending.
I was….so confused. I think that Meredith grabbed me and slammed my head somewhere…the wall? And my head was starting to gain a painful sensation, and the shouts and screams still continued. It was then I felt like I was laying down, yet standing up.
My head was starting to painfully throb now, and I couldn’t do anything. It was too much of an effort. So I tried opening my eyes.
The lights that only a while ago were pleasant to me, now burned my eyes, it felt like I was looking into the sun, but I was cold, so cold. It didn’t take a while for my eyes to adjust, but the scene around me looked bizarre.
Before I could actually comprehend what I was seeing, my vision turned blurry again. And a huge wave of pain hit my head, that I closed my eyes and buried my head in… I’m not sure. It was then that I felt even lighter, and whatever I had buried my head in turned soft and pleasant.
Confused I brought my head up and opened my eyes, I wasn’t assaulted by bright lights, in fact it was super dark out. I looked down and realized that I was laying in grass, and as I looked around I realized I was in a forest.
My head felt much better, in fact, everything felt much better. I felt lighter again, like I could slip through walls and floors, and I could fly, reaching the clouds.
I slowly stood up and dusted myself off, the clothes at the house was changed into the simple white dress that I had worn when I saw Serache, Dorothy, and friends dump that girl in the water. Again I was barefooted, but this time something felt different, smaller.
It felt like I was floating, to whatever destination I was going to, not sure. I don’t think my feet touched the ground, but I abruptly stopped when I heard something. I take a deep breath.
Silence.
Just as I’m about to move I hear it again. A voice, shouting, something.
I pause again to silence, and when I’m about to move the voice yells out again.
“Destiny!”
My name. I don’t know how I know that, it was like I forgot for a second who I was, but the minute my name was yelled out I found myself running toward it.
“Hello!” I yelled out desperately. “I’m here!”
“Destiny!”
“I’m right here!” I follow the voice.
“Destiny!” It seems much closer.
“Hello,” I say softly when I see a girl’s back to me.
She’s wearing the same thing I’m wearing. A simple white dress with no shoes or heels, I don’t see any jewelry on her ankle or hands, she seems familiar, but I don’t know why. I don’t know why I seem to be forgetting simple things like my name and age, and remembering that whole confrontation, but I don’t remember there names either. Do I even know those people?
The girl has glorious golden blodne hair, that looks white too, it’s ringlets fall down her back in a perfectly made way. As she turns to face me, I see that she wears no make up, and no necklaces or anything. It’s just her in that dress with that hair, that oh so familiar hair.
“Destiny,” the girl whispers softly.
“I’m here, I think.” I say honestly, feeling like I can tell her anything. “Do I know you?”
The girl smiles sadly, silent tears fall down her face. “I should’ve tried harder, Des, and I’m sorry I didn’t.”
“What?” I ask, confused. “What’s going on? I can’t remember. Why can’t I remember?”
“It’s going to be okay,” the girl walks to me and takes both my arms, she brings me down with her to kneel level, and I look into her clear eyes. “I’m going to be right here.”
“I can’t really remember anything. I just remember some fragments of memories and the strongest is the interrogation, but I can’t remember what happened after Serache said those words, I just can’t.”
“Calm down, it’s not your fault, but I think you have a right to know, a right to see.”
“Will you stay with me?” I ask in a small voice.
“Always, and I’ll wait too. But it’s not your time yet, sweetheart, you have to hold on and be strong, okay, keep on breathing Destiny, don’t stop.”
It suddenly felt painful too, it felt like nails were being put into my throat. “It hurts.”
“Don’t stop breathing, Destiny, promise me.”
“I promise,” my voice cracks.
“It was all I remembered when I first came here, running, running away from someone perfectly concealed, but I didn’t manage to outsmart them, but you can Destiny, you can. You were always better.”
“I don’t understand,” I say, my voice wobbly, and I close my eyes at the effort of those little words.
“I want you to see.” She says, and I blink as I see a figure running and then a few seconds later another one dressed in all black. Thye both looked faded.
“What’s happening?” I close my eyes.
“Just breathe.”
I do, and it suddenly feels a bit better than it did before. “I trust you, I don’t know why but I do.”
“I trust you too, and I love you. Do you love me?”
“Yes,” I say without hesitation. “I don’t know why, but I do, you being here makes everything feel…I don’t know, better.”
“Open your eyes.”
And I did, and I gasped.
“Dorothy?!”
“See you later, sis.”
And I woke up.
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I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me by my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if you destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me by my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if you destroy me.
No matter how much you wish for more it happens like the hour glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test by our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test by our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in love with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in love with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to swallow me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that you will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. Next time, I invite you to join with us on our battle. And it will be even more life-consuming, if you know what that means.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.