Memories can be cruel???
"Help me! Help me Logan, please find me! Logan, they're coming…quick, they're coming."
"They're coming!" I yelled, now wide awake. I had had yet another one of those dreams. It was the same over and over again. Every night, that was all I thought of. I thought of the one person that could really get to me. The one person that I really loved- Max.
But now she was gone. I had to learn to get used to that. Learn to accept it. It had been months now, yet I have committed to memory everything that had happened as though it was yesterday.
The guilt would eat at my heart for ever, and each time, take a piece of me with it. Until the word love transforms into just a four letter word. Until I'm wholly and completely empty. Why had I been so stubborn? Why hadn't I told her? Why had I let her go…?
We never had the chance to say goodbye. Never had the chance to say just how much I really…no! I have to stop thinking that way.
She's here now. I can feel it. Even if not in person, she's here in spirit. For now, I must do everything to free her people. Her brothers and sisters. And I know that wherever she is, she's help me.
Logan had been on his computer all day, trying to find traces…something…to tell him that they still existed. He needed a location. Just some kind of reassurance to help him through…to help him know how to fight.
There were no signs what so ever… this was getting hopeless.
"Well hey there." Logan froze. A blonde haired girl walked towards him. She was smiling.
"Who are you?"
"Caitlin…you must be Logan." Sticking out her pale hand.
"How did you get…?"
"Oh no sweat, anyway the door was open. I knocked. You didn't answer, so I just kinda walked in…sorry." She dropped her hand back to her side. "Actually, I am here to ask for your help."
"Help?" Logan was getting suspicious. He put his hand to his side.
"Whoa, I don't want you to shoot me…" seeing the astonishment on his face."…yes, I know."
"Look, Caitlin. I don't know who you are or what you are looking for, but I've got just one word of advice for you. Get out."
To be continued…
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"Help me! Help me Logan, please find me! Logan, they're coming…quick, they're coming."
"They're coming!" I yelled, now wide awake. I had had yet another one of those dreams. It was the same over and over again. Every night, that was all I thought of. I thought of the one person that could really get to me. The one person that I really loved- Max.
But now she was gone. I had to learn to get used to that. Learn to accept it. It had been months now, yet I have committed to memory everything that had happened as though it was yesterday.
The guilt would eat at my heart for ever, and each time, take a piece of me with it. Until the word love transforms into just a four letter word. Until I'm wholly and completely empty. Why had I been so stubborn? Why hadn't I told her? Why had I let her go…?
We never had the chance to say goodbye. Never had the chance to say just how much I really…no! I have to stop thinking that way.
She's here now. I can feel it. Even if not in person, she's here in spirit. For now, I must do everything to free her people. Her brothers and sisters. And I know that wherever she is, she's help me.
Logan had been on his computer all day, trying to find traces…something…to tell him that they still existed. He needed a location. Just some kind of reassurance to help him through…to help him know how to fight.
There were no signs what so ever… this was getting hopeless.
"Well hey there." Logan froze. A blonde haired girl walked towards him. She was smiling.
"Who are you?"
"Caitlin…you must be Logan." Sticking out her pale hand.
"How did you get…?"
"Oh no sweat, anyway the door was open. I knocked. You didn't answer, so I just kinda walked in…sorry." She dropped her hand back to her side. "Actually, I am here to ask for your help."
"Help?" Logan was getting suspicious. He put his hand to his side.
"Whoa, I don't want you to shoot me…" seeing the astonishment on his face."…yes, I know."
"Look, Caitlin. I don't know who you are or what you are looking for, but I've got just one word of advice for you. Get out."
To be continued…
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