LEARN TO FLY

I sat silently watching life pass me by. "Do you need anything?"- an air hostess.

I glanced up surprised. I wasn't use to talking to people as much these days.

"No, I don't need anything thanks." My voice was quiet. I was so much quieter than before. I watched the lights of the airport disappear… I had taken the night flight hoping that I would be able to just sleep through the flight. It was a ridiculous idea. I hadn't slept very much or very well since the accident. The accident that had claimed my mother and stepfather. My thoughts drifted towards my memories of the accident. I didn't remember much, that's what I had told the counselor that I had been assigned to as part of my treatment for the shock of losing family. I had lied about what I remembered; I didn't want to be telling some person who didn't really care about everything I knew. I had remembered everything though, I had figured out long ago that the dripping noise that had been the only noise after the car had stopped had been blood dripping, and I could still remember the smell that had leeched throughout the car. The rusty metal smell that now made me so very nauseous.

I had spent so much time in the hospital recovering from my injuries; it had been something like a month. My injuries had been severe enough to have the doctors that had looked after me put me into an induced coma so that my body could recover properly. I had been in the induced coma for a week and I had then spent 3 more days asleep. I had woken and then fell back asleep. It had taken me so long to get better again.

Now that I was out of the hospital I now had to go and leave Phoenix as well. I had to go and live with Charlie-my father. He lived out in the wet and drizzly town of Forks, a pathetic little place out in Washington State. I hated Forks I hadn't been there for almost more than 3 years. Now I had to go and live there permanently.

I looked out the window of the plane- I had a window seat and was all by myself. I literally had more than half the plane to myself; and the hostesses had obviously decided that I didn't need anything. I looked out, the moon extraordinarily large and full, I looked at the night sky, only now after years of looking up, finally really seeing the beauty of all the stars. It seemed endless. I remembered from some movie that a character had described the night sky full of stars as the souls of the dead watching down on you, watching, protecting and guiding you. A tear trickled down my face. I missed my own family so much, but I didn't let it show. No one really knew how much I missed them. I pulled my headphones on that I had been given and changed the rock music station that the plane had as an entertainment station to station that was playing some soft calm music. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, the tears still slowly trickling down my face…

I opened my eyes; I was sitting in a chair. I couldn't see anything around me, it was completely black. It was very comparable to the dream that I had had just before the car had flipped… I looked up, I saw people running around, children having fun. It was life. Why was I here? I still didn't understand this. I stood up and attempted to find my way to the edge of the room, if that was what it was. I stood and attempted to start to walk straight ahead to the edge of the room, but I stumbled and fell.

My eyes flew open, I had the eerie feeling that the dreams that I kept meant something but I just couldn't figure out what exactly they meant…

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