My Story... Don't know da name -
04-16-2010, 09:09 PM
As I awoke from my slumber, I heard a whisper. Leaves and twigs crunched beneath my feet as I got up, looking for the owner of the mysterious voice.
"Rebbecca," it called, "Rebbecca." It was beckoning me toward it, but the direction from whence it came confused me.
"Rebbecca," it called one last time, immedaitely stopping. Who was calling me? I wondered. A blast of wind hit me from behind, so I quickly turned around to find a boy standing there.
"Rebbecca," he said. He was the voice. "I've missed you." He put his hand up to touch my face, but I fell back, a whirlpool of questions floating around in my head. I asked the one that seemed the most important.
"Who are you?" He frowned at this, and tried to touch me again. I swatted his hand away.
"Answer my question!" I screamed. Sorrow filled his eyes.
"You should know, Rebbecca." He walked backwards, fading into the background of trees and grass.
"Wait!" I begged him. Too late.
Is it good?