Hey readers, I know this is not a part of relevant to my story but I feel extremely strong about something that needs to be recognised around the world and changed for the better. Recently on Facebook and Twitter I've been getting notifications and tags about a man called Joseph Kony. At first I thought it was just spam, people wasting my time, but I looked into it and what I discovered shocked me.
I support the Invisible Children Incorporation. The Invisible Children is a movement aimed at halting the mastermind of child slavery, rape and murder in Uganda, Africa. Joseph Kony is NOT famous, but this Incorporation is trying to make this evil man visible, make him famous to the people of the world, because at the moment only 1% of the world know who he is, and even less know what he is doing to children. Kony abducts children, steals them from their families forcing the young boys to be trained as soldiers, they are handed guns and forced to brutally kill their own parents, also they are forced to abduct and kill other innocent people of Uganda. The young girls are turned into sex slaves and have their innocence stolen without even a say, if they refuse they are tortured and killed.
I want you, to help make Joseph Kony visible to the rest of the world, because I and along with the many other supporters believe that if Joseph Kony is made known to more people, he can be stopped, freeing the children from slavery and violence, reuniting them with their families and giving them a chance for their futures. For more information search and watch KONY 2012 on Youtube. It gives you information on the children involved in the crimes and how you can help.
Chapter 7: Dreams
Charlie P.O.V
As I lay here, back in the bed I called home for a long time my mind drifts back to my old life, the one I know near nothing about… My Ruby daughter who would have been absolutely over the moon to discover he mum was still alive, only to have her heart ripped out of her chest and thrown to the ground when I ran.
And Brax, the man that was so convinced I was his girlfriend, the love of his life. When he laid eyes on my for the first time in the diner his eyes lit up, a smile spread across his tired, stressed face. A glimmer of hope had hit him, only to have me do the same thing I did to Ruby, say some harsh words, cry and rip their hearts apart, only to run with my tail between my legs like a scared dog.
As of yesterday I had stopped taking the pills, I would have taken mine tonight before I discovered the truth about us but they were packed in my bag so I didn't get a chance. And as they said, due to the pills blocking our memories the only way to reserve the effects was to reverse the cycle we had stuck strictly to since the day they handed me the bottle of small bright purple pills. There wasn't much hope for Nick getting his memory back, he had been on them for too long now but regardless of that fact he still tried.
The withdrawal symptoms were pretty brutal, vomiting, migraines, muscle cramping and spasming; cold and hot flushes loss of appetite, fainting and some times, in worse cases, comas and even death. I was quite lucky, I had only vomited twice but my muscles were twitching and cramping pretty bad and my god I was so drowsy and tired, barely able to stay awake, I was just worried I wouldn't wake up again if I let my eye lids close.
Brax P.O.V
I had travelled 300 kms, not sure I even know where I am at this point in time. I'm pulled up under a tree near a fuel station, my ute was nearly empty and the station wasn't opening until 9am in the morning so I guess I'd have to wait till them and also get a feed.
I was laying in Casey's swag, the one he had forgotten to take out after he took it camping with a couple mates a few weeks back. The mattress was quite thin so I feel the cold from the metal tray under me radiating up through it, chilling my bones. It was nights like these I loved being with Charlie, even though she was only small, the skin of her naked body emitted so much heat as I held her sleeping body in my arms. I never took it for granted, I never took her for granted, I loved her, loved her more than anything in my life, I loved her more than life it's self but now she's gone it makes me wonder if I ever truly appreciated her enough.
As I looked up at the bright stars of the night above me I wondered if she would to be doing the same. But I know she isn't, I know that she'd be either driving, still fleeing the confusion I had given her, or haled up in a motel in the arms of her new boyfriend. I know it's not her fault nor is it his but seeing her with another man feels like betrayal to me, seeing we didn't even break up to begin with. She didn't betray me either did he, it was the people behind this, the people who stolen her life and erased her memories. Leaving her daughter heart broken, depressed, and in need of her mother, and leaving me completely lost and confused, not sure of what to do next.
Nick P.O.V
I watched Charlie sleep in the bed about 2 meters away, she had been tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep but finally her movements stopped and her body eased, sending her into a sleep. We decided not to sleep in the same bed, now knowing that I had a family and she had a loving boyfriend, I think our relationship has ended because of this. Knowing that we have loved ones out there, and wanting so badly to find and reunite with them, getting on with our lives.
My feelings for Claudia were still there, but I had no feelings for Charlie what so ever, she is different now, somehow stronger, braver, brighter, even though her previous life has only been known to her about 6 hours ago, it had already made such a huge impact on her personality, and it scared me. How much different am I to what I think I am now? I did have an affair with somebody, was that before I met my wife and had children or after?
Charlie P.O.V
I woke up on a beach, the white sand warm on my skin, I stumbled to my feet before brushing the hair out of my face and looking around at my surroundings. It was the same place I dreamt about a couple weeks ago, the same rocks, trees, sand dunes but instead of it being sunny it was cloudy and gloomy. The black clouds above me were fighting for dominance over the fluffy white smaller clouds, who were struggling to make their existence known, and within seconds the white tuffs of fluffy peace were gone and in their place were angry, pitch black, thick clouds. The wind picked up, blowing my hair everywhere, I tried to keep it out of my face but it just wasn't working. I stumbled forward looking for some sort of shelter from this growing storm only to see the people I had been dreaming about ever since day 1 in the hospital.
He was always dressed in just black Hurley board shorts holding his surf board, and the young girl was always dressed in the same black bikini's, except usually I could never see their face but now the haze was gone and they were visible to me.
As soon as I noticed their faces the clouds disappeared and the sun appeared which went unnoticed to them. Brax and Ruby stood there, still dripping water off their bodies, smiling and laughing at something I couldn't see in the distance. They weren't facing me but even if they were I was sure they wouldn't see me, I was invisible to them.
And finally I saw what they were laughing at, it was me, well not exactly me, it was Charlie, the real Charlie, It was like I was having a weird 'out of body' experience, watching my life from a TV or something.
I walked, or she walked up to Brax, his big arms closing around me and his lips on mine, kissing me deeply and passionately. Only to be pulled apart by Ruby.
"Charlie... Charlie, wake up." I heard someone call. I was dragged out of my dream to a nurse hovering above me.
"I'm just here for your routine check up. How are you feeling? Any headaches, cramping, nausea?" She questioned.
"Um no... I've been dreaming a fair bit though..." I replied groggily, my eyes trying to adjust to the lamp she switched on.
"That's normal, don't worry about it. It some cases it's actually a very good thing, sometime they aren't just dreams." She smiled, turning the light off and leaving the room.
'Aren't just dreams...' what did she mean by that.
Then it clicked it wasn't 'just' a dream, it wasn't a dream at all it was a memory. My memory.
Please remember to support the people of Invisible Children! And watch the video, it goes for around 1/2 and hour, but it is worth it to see what the wonderful things this corporation is doing to help these poor, innocent kids of Africa!
