Just a little one shot about Frank Longbottom, might not make sence to anyone but me.
Its very bright in here isn't it?
Like the sun.
Where was the sun?
You can't remember and it hurts to try.
Oh yes.
It was on the grass and that was good because you can see your house
That is your house.
And there is a pretty lady standing there
Hey you know her…
And she is smiling and talking to your but you can't hear her and its dark now
Where is the sun?
And then you see a nice lady with grey hair and she says lights out.
But there are no lights and no sound and you can only hear yourself breathing.
And you try to think but it hurts so much and you can see her again.
She is next to you.
Who is this, she's new.
She's pretty.
And you know her and you know you know her.
But all you can see is the house and you walk closer and open the door
And there she is and she's pretty.
Beautiful smile.
But she isn't smiling and her hair is wrong and its not her and it can't be her because she is important.
But you don't know why and it hurts to remember.
Alice.
Yes that's her name, the woman with the beautiful smile.
But why?
Yes why is she here, here with you in this place that is bright and white but not home.
Something happened.
Yes something happened, and now you are both here. You and Alice, just like always.
Like always?
Yes like always, it's always the two of you. But not like this. Not when she does not smile and is quiet and still. And you want to hold her hand, but it hurts to move, and remember, and your hand is not your own.
It hurts.
It hurts so much, because you remember, you remember them with their dark smiles and their evil laughter. You remember her screams, you remember yours. And it hurts, it hurts so much and you feel like your head is splitting open and there is no air and everything is melting around you and your vision goes dark…
It's very bright in here isn't it?
And who is this next to you.
Pretty.
She's pretty, she's new.