Chapter 1: The Dream
My mind is flooded with the frantic sound of footsteps as I watch her run, panting for air.
"Won't you stop running my dear." I laugh dreadfully, this soft comforting voice all too familiar to me. As if addressing a frail child he continued, "There is nothing to be afraid of. Won't you come back to me? I've missed you ever so much."
It's the same exact dream, over, and over again. It's the same little girl, her figure small and frail, and eyes non-identical in colour. Her right engulfed in the crimson colour of blood and her left a dark but hazily brown. Both eyes, although different, hold the same strong emotion of utter fear. She always wears the same dress, frilly black cloth sowed by gentle and skilled hands. Purple lace falling gently down the sleeves twirled atop each arm, and down the waist lay ribbon dyed in the sweat, gentle colour of violet, wrapped tenderly around the frilly dress in a perfect bow. This dress made her look doll-like; hollow and fake.
Surrounding her was a corridor engulfed in darkness, and only she could be seen amidst it alone. Around her laid a fragment, a trickle of light that struggled to remain lit, fading away as she ran. It's like fear was beginning to enter it, but it fought back not believing this was the end, that there was a shred of hope that it would survive, that it won't disappear. And I believe this holds true for the little girl as well.
She remained running throughout my dream, her long dark brown hair whipping through the air. But her efforts are futile. No matter how hard she tries to escape the deep voice of false safety and kindness, it remains behind her.
That's why I wonder why...why is she still running? It's pointless, no matter how many times I have this dream it's the same outcome. No matter how much she runs, how far she tries to get away from that voice she gets nowhere. It's as if she hasn't moved from where she originally began. Everything around her still exactly the same.
And the voice…well it takes this as a game. It seems that it knows too that her escape is in vain. Not even the small fragment of hope that she contains will aid her in her flee, the reason unknown to me. But she continues to run, panting again and again as she tries helplessly to escape the voice that follows her laughing, enjoying the amusement of the splendid game that it has taken part of, let alone may have created.
Fueled by the fear that has taken her over mentally and physically, the girl still continues to go on. The voice as always continues to repeat itself, asking why she is scared and running from it like it's a monster, a fact her and I both believe true. It says something but I don't know what, I just can't hear it. All the other words and sounds from the dream I could hear so clearly. But why, why can't I hear what it says at this moment, why is this happening… is there a reason? As its lips move I try to read them carefully, my heart beat quickening as a reach the en-.
BEEP… BEEP…BEEP!
I jolt from my covers, slamming my fist into my pillow angrily. "Why…why? I was so dang close. Dammit!" I growl through gritted teeth harshly.
This always happens, every single freakin' time at this exact part I wake up before it finishes talking. My head is bombarded with so many questions, but one stands apart from the rest.
What…what was the voice about to say?"
Author's after Note-Finally done, I'm finally done, and sorry it's so short I kinda edited it. Man story writing is a lot of work, buuuut it is still fun nevertheless. Ok, ok so how was chapter 1, for all of those who wonder why I didn't introduce my fanfiction characters, well they appear in the next chapter. As I said this chapter is more serious that the others, well there is a lot of serious chapters but this one doesn't have any comedy in it (I'm not saying that all chapters will have comedy). There will be comedy in my story, so I will try my best to make it funny. Please comment and also I will try to have a little game for my viewers at the end of some of my chapters. Here it is- Can you guess what gender the voice comes from, if you get it right I will comment to you, if you're a guest well I will try the best I can. Well bye-bye for now; write to you guys and gals later. P.S. please tell me if I make any spelling mistakes it will really help me to improve thx.
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- Aaranna Nao