Twimoon
Preface
By: Charlotte Tobias
They say when you sleep your subconscious takes over and you dream. Some dreams are said to tell of things to come, based on previous information of that day or week. I believe that that is a lie. If it was true than I would have been prepared for his arrival. I would have known what to say, what to do, how to react, etc. But then that would take away all the fun now wouldn't it. It wasn't just the part of not knowing what to do, but of not having to do it. Not having to worry. Also it was the feeling that I got when with him. The sense of security and aliveness. I got it with my friends too—at least the aliveness part—but it was different with him, a better different. He was careless yet careful, wild yet contained, alive yet more alive. I always laughed, and I always cried. These tears though, were not tears of pain but of joy. That is a feeling I always had: joy. Until one day, when it was taken from me. But let us go to the beginning first. When it all began.