Chapter 1
Memories are like snowflakes.
"...ease don't go..."
So fragile...
"...ou could live here...ith me. With us... We love you"
I swear when I close my eyes tight enough, I can still feel his hands...
"Please..."
My favorite thing about...about...damn it. Why can't I remember?...
"Alice..."
Tears streamed down my eyes as it all slipped away. I squeezed my eyes tight, but nothing came to me. Nothing...
"Alice!" My mother called out.
I cast a sideways glance towards my door. I took a pillow from under my head and placed in on my face softly. I forced the sobs back down my throat and replaced the pillow.
"Yes ma'am..." I answered weakly.
"It's time to get up..." she answered respectfully.
My mother wasn't a horrible woman. She was actually quite nice. She just... didn't understand. How could I tell her that I was getting depressed by something I wasn't even sure was real? No, all she needed to know was that I was sad.
"I know." I stood up and sighed.
I looked at my tan skin in the mirror. My long blonde hair hanging over one of shoulders. I turned away from the mirror and took a shower. 20 minutes later I was dressed in a light blue tank top and some skinny jeans. I yanked my running shoes on and dragged my bones down the steps. My mother cheerily, "Alice! You look so beautiful..." I feigned a smile and hugged her lightly. "Thanks mom..." I grabbed my books and walk out of the door.
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I walked to school and sighed heavily knowing that everyday would be the same until they carried me off to the mental hospital.
"Oi! You who!"
I froze and stood deathly still. Everyday was like this..
"Heyyyyy!"
I clenched my teeth and turned to see my tormentor, Bianca.
"Alice! How are we today? Are we good? That's good. Oh no! What happened to your book bag?" she screeched unpleasantly.
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. "What are you-"
I didn't get a chance to finish that statement because she and her posse had each pulled a long pair of shears out of their book bags and promptly snipped the straps of my bag to ribbons. The bag fell from my shoulder and all of my books spilled all over the broken cement.
Bianca's loud obnoxious laugh echoed in my ears as tears filled my eyes. She and her bitch squad strutted away, as though they were on a runway. I bent down and picked up the shreds of my now useless bag and walked somberly to class.
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My classes drew out until I reached my very last class of the day, Sketch 104. I pulled out my sketch book and my sketch pencils and closed my eyes. Then, light an old school photograph I got a flash of him. He was so vivid... so real. Not in anyway fuzzy or like a hallucination, and then it was gone. I was so grateful that I made a little sound of appreciation and got to sketching.
I sketched the structure of his head, his angular chin, and his high cheek bones first. Then I sketched out his dark hair. It was shaggy and hung to about his jaw. Then I sketched his eyes...a piercing shade of green. The only color in the entire piece. My pencils didn't do his eyes justice. They were what lingered in my mind most of all. The color just couldn't be captured. The school bell scared me out of my thoughts. I gathered my heap of cloth and books and stashed them in my locker then ran home as quickly as possible.
I dashed up stairs and changed into a simple green t-shirt, a striped black hoodie and some looser jeans. I walked back into the kitchen and left for my mom, it said: 'Mom, I'm going out for a walk in the woods. I should be back soon. Love you- Alice'I set out through the woods in our yard. Deeper and deeper I walked until all there was, was trees. And then out of the corner of my eye something moved. I jerked my head towards the source of movement. Then it moved again. I was panicking now. "Hello?" I called. I was nervous and decided to turn back. I set off at a steady run. I was too frightened to walk. I think I made it about 15 feet until I felt myself being pushed. The ground that lay before me opened up, like the maws of Hell and swallowed me whole. I turned in the air to see a pair of violet eyes and then all was dark.