A Winters Farewell:
What would you do if you could see your own death in one way or another?
I wagered in my right hand, a shiny thin blade, a gift from a barber. Although the barber hadn't realized it was a gift intended to take a life. Nonetheless and granted he was unaware that he had given it. In my left hand I had a piece of paper that held the echo of a dream. On the very eve of my arrival to a new town this Omnipresent dream which at this very moment impossibly lingers as I stand here with eyes wide open. The dream began with the barber's blade across my neck. You see, I thought… I believed the dream had been swift and kind, beginning and ending on the same note. Although I couldn't make sense of anyone I knew that begrudged me so to do something so malevolent.
The dream was not finished with me – yet. As I thoroughly went through my checklist of possible suspects with potential motive, my dream demanded that it create a plot twist. The hand that drew blood from my neck with the barber's blade…was…my…own. The paradox had only manifested from there. Sick and twisted as it had become, I was drawn to see what lied ahead, and so I watched as the dream shifted into new territory.
As though I had absentmindedly skipped a few chapters in a new and unknown novel, I had jumped to my own funeral. My family and closest friends attended. They stood around my pristine casket as the thick flakes of winter's farewell rested upon me. Tears of sadness drenched the faces I held dear to me. A prayer had met its end with a resounding synchronous of voices somberly speaking the word – Amen. A moment later my well respected father stood near the foot of my casket. He held a thin paper in his well-manicured shaken hands. He then lifted his head to address all who attended.
"My dear family and close friends, I couldn't leave all of you without having some words of my own to speak. I knew this day would eventually come whether young or old. I once had a dream, a dream where I hovered above this very site and the words my father is speaking to all of you now rings absolute. I wrote these words as I woke from that dream. To my father…"
Once again, I believed the dream had been over. I tended to think the dream rather enjoyed making a mockery out of me by now. Anyway, the dream shifted again. Now I stood in darkness, but not accompanied by silence as I would have assumed. No, in this darkness, I stood with the sounds of at least a hundred wind chimes playing to the beat of the soft wind that blew around me. It was magical even in the darkness. Like a child standing in the rain, I allowed my arms to stretch outward, freely, and rested my head backward. It was such an event that I couldn't help but twirl carelessly.
That is until the darkness gave way to the light. I winced at first light, it had been too dark to begin with, and my eyes had to adjust. As my eyes had cleared from one extreme measure to another, I found that the wind chimes hadn't ceased at all. I rubbed my eyes and looked up where the magic was happening and I abruptly stopped breathing. For good reason I assure you. I could clearly see that they weren't wind chimes at all. They were thousands of forks dangling precariously above my head.
My first thought was, what kind of dream was this? That was until I realized something of significance. I felt the barber's blade in my right hand and my last words at my own funeral in my left. Last but not least, and quite profound was the forks. I was to arrive in my new hometown the following day. The town's name is Forks, Forks Washington.
I perceived the dream as clue's to whatever would happen to me in this new town. If this meant I would die by my own hands or someone else's, I didn't have any idea. All I know is this. My name is Bella and I have two options, the one in my right or the one in my left. Neither of the two had made sense. Having taken my first step in this town called Forks, I was determined to find out the answers to both. No matter the obstacles I face, I do know this much. I will die. I just don't know how or why.
Okay so this is something new, I hope to read your comments on what you think. I'm hoping to finally finish all of my stories. Thanks!