Ella
I was twelve years old when I first saw The Wizard Of OZ. I was at a sleep over with my best friend Leia and my twin sister Charlotte. Leia and her brother Ben were shocked that Charlotte and I had never seen the movie. Ben was only a year younger than the rest of us.
I remember being bored at first, but becoming more interested when the house was lifted away by the tornado. As we watched the movie I began to get a strange feeling that I knew some of these characters form something else. I felt this mostly about the witches and The Scarecrow.
Near the end, when Dorothy threw the bucket of water on The Wicked Witch of the West, I felt a sudden pang of emotion. "She can't really die, right?" I asked Leia.
"Ella she's the villain she has to die!"
"How do you know?" I asked. "I mean that she's the villain. We don't know her side of the story."
"Shhh! I'm trying to watch!" Charlotte whisper-shouted.
Two minutes later I told them that I had to use the restroom, but not to pause the movie. I closed the door and locked it before I fell on my knees crying harder than I ever had in my whole life. Only I didn't know why I was crying. I felt as if I had just lost a friend.
When I finally came out my eyes were red and puffy. Charlotte and Leia didn't seem to notice, but Ben handed me a tissue box the moment after I sat down. He gave me a small smile, then blushed and continued to watch the movie.
My whole life changed that day.
That was the day that I started to wake up.
Alex
When I was fourteen my older brother took me to see his old high school's production of The Wizard Of Oz. We went to all of their shows ever since I started living with him. We had never watched the movie because my brother preferred live theater to all that Holly Wood stuff.
My brother was a teacher at the same middle school that I was going to at the time, and I didn't have many friends. I wasn't a nerd, to be a nerd you have to get good grades and look like a dork. I never failed, but I also never cared much about my grades; and, I don't mean to sound self absorbed here, but my looks were far from dorky.
Anyway, when I saw The Wizard Of Oz I started to get a headache the moment Glinda the Good Witch appeared on stage. It wasn't that the actress was bad or anything, she was good, but my head kept throbbing through her whole scene. My head ache worsened when durning The Scarecrow's first scene, and didn't get any better though the whole first act.
At intermission I told my brother that I felt sick and wanted to wait by the car while he watched the rest of the show. He said that we could just go home, but I told him that he should enjoy the rest of the show. I think I said something about feel claustrophobic, which he definitely didn't believe. I the end I won and he watched the rest of the show while I waited outside.
I sat down at a bench that was near the parking lot. I closed my eyes and thought that I could hear a voice calling my name. Only it wasn't my name, at least it wasn't the name that I had been born with. It had a nice ring to it and it sounded so familiar. It took me a moment to realize that the voice was coming from my own thoughts, but it still sounded so real.
It was a women's voice. I felt like I had heard her voice before, but I couldn't place where or when. She had the most lovely voice I had ever heard. I felt my spirits lighten just listening to her.
Then I realized that hearing voices in your head was not normal. I opened my eyes in the hopes that the voice would disappear, but it stayed. I stood up and ran around the bench like a lunatic. What was going on? Was I loosing my mind?
I stopped running and sat back down. I could heard my heart beat faster than I though possible. Then it stopped.
The voice was gone and instead I heard wind. It blew loudly and hurt my ears. I reached out my arms to shield my self from the powerful gusts, but I felt nothing. It was all inside my mind.
I suddenly felt a sharp whack on my head, and that was when the memories came.
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