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Hi, my name is Alexis
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 | Shattered Glass~1(Please Read This!) |
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| Created: 2008-11-25 17:51:28 |
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The vision was fleeting. I seemed to be running from something but I didn’t know what. I felt a terror like no other, and it seemed to penetrate to my very core. I looked around and all I could see was red. That dark, oozing red that seemed to be getting so close I felt I would suffocate. It almost looked like….
Suddenly I was back in reality. Then I remembered. We were in a car, on our way to the new house in Florida. I was leaving my home, my friends, my life. We had moved before, but this was much harder than the first time. As I thought about it, I realized that I didn’t actually remember our first move that well. I searched for some memory, maybe even just a fragment, but there was nothing.
“Mom,” I said.
“Yeah, sweetie,” she replied.
“I was just wondering, what happened in our first move? I mean, why did we move?” I questioned her.
“Well, I…. Um....The atmosphere was so suffocating there! I thought we all needed a change!” She replied doubtfully.
She seemed to be keeping something from me, and- for some reason that I couldn’t figure out- it truly terrified me. I brushed it off immediately and pulled out my ipod. It had been an early birthday gift from my parents, though I figured it was to soften the blow of the move. They had also gotten me a couple of new CD’s by Switchfoot, which I downloaded onto it.
I had decided to wait until the trip to listen to the songs, because I’ve found that it makes the drive seem shorter if I have new songs to listen to.
As I listened, I realized that I had been having those visions a lot recently. It always involved me running from some unknown menace. But that red, oozing… stuff, that was new. Usually it was just extremely dark all around me and I felt like I was running away from the menace and toward so light in the distance. I could never see clearly in my visions for some reason. I felt that it really meant something. I felt that these visions had something to do with my life, that they weren’t just nightmares. Maybe, just maybe, I’m supposed to remember something. Like a scattered fragment that just needs to be found.
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Tell me if you like it! If you think I should write the second part just let me know! Thanks!
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