Memories of Claire Danvers
To Reader,
Basically I've been trying to get inspiration when I came across a story which was having the idea that Claire had been from Morganville and left. Forgetting everything, and I was suddenly filled with inspiration. Mine is not the same as the other person's story but in the sense that Claire is suddenly having realisation about her past.
I'm sorry if you think that's copying but don't comment it in my reviews. Or I will set Michael on you; after all, he is in my wardrobe ;)
Hope you enjoy
Much Love
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Claire POV
My past is a blur; I sometimes have dreams, not fully focused. But they are all I have. I don't even know if they are real. They just seem to give me hope. But I have so many involving this one boy. I don't know who, I can't remember his name. All I know is, he was my childhood sweetheart.
*FLASHBACK*
Claire sat on the swing crying; at the age of four she had lost her favourite teddy bear Timmy. Her big brown eyes were flooded with tears. Where could he have gone? As she was thinking about where she had been with her 'best friend' a boy stood in front of her. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion only just seen behind a mop of brown hair.
"Why are you crying little girl?" he asked in a sweet little voice full of confusion.
"I've lost my teddy Timmy, he's my bestiest friend and I can't find him, I don't – know – where – he's – gone." She burst into more tears, which turned into sobbing.
"Maybe Timmy went on a picnic… let's go find him." The boy smiled a huge smile and held out his hand to the little girl, about two years younger than him.
She wiped away the tears with the cuff of her top and jumped off the swing which to her was miles away to the ground and took his hand giving him a huugeee grin.
"What's your name by the way?" The boy asked her.
"Claire"
"Nice to meet you."
He smiled a cheeky smile and they started to run across the meadow which was lit up by the sunset in search for the lost teddy.
Claire POV
There was a teddy, a little boy and me. He helped me, he was so kind- and like my prince. Who was he? He's in so many of my 'dreams' of the past. Does he actually exist?