Long and forgotten
Logan tossed and turned in his bed. He was having another nightmare of his past. This dream was different though. This dream had two figures in it he didn't know. The first figure had gray hair and was very skinny. She looked like she was in her fifties maybe sixties. She was very skinny and very pale. She was crying and hugging Logan. The second figure was much younger. She had brown hair, tan skin, and brown eyes. She was wearing a red plaid dress. She looked like she was fifteen or sixteen. All three of them were standing out on a porch. The house was a wooden one that was painted blue. It was morning. There was an Army truck waiting out on the street. There we several other men in the back of the truck talking. Two men were sitting in the front waiting impatiently and beeping the horn
~Dream~
Logan: "I'll be back I promise." Kisses the older woman on the forehead.
Older Woman: "I'll pray everyday to the Lord for your safety."
Logan starts walking towards the truck on the street. Jumps on the back of the truck and looks at the two figures.
The little girl starts running after it.
"Don't go Logan, don't go!
He yells back. I'll be back I promise!
Logan wakes up. He is on the floor. Sweat comes running down his face. He was scared, startled, depressed. He reached into his pocket. He felt something. Something he'd didn't feel before while going through his pocket. It was a little doll. It had brown hair and a red dress on. A cold feeling had sprung up his back.
This would be the beginning. the beginning of finding the past.
Logan tossed and turned in his bed. He was having another nightmare of his past. This dream was different though. This dream had two figures in it he didn't know. The first figure had gray hair and was very skinny. She looked like she was in her fifties maybe sixties. She was very skinny and very pale. She was crying and hugging Logan. The second figure was much younger. She had brown hair, tan skin, and brown eyes. She was wearing a red plaid dress. She looked like she was fifteen or sixteen. All three of them were standing out on a porch. The house was a wooden one that was painted blue. It was morning. There was an Army truck waiting out on the street. There we several other men in the back of the truck talking. Two men were sitting in the front waiting impatiently and beeping the horn
~Dream~
Logan: "I'll be back I promise." Kisses the older woman on the forehead.
Older Woman: "I'll pray everyday to the Lord for your safety."
Logan starts walking towards the truck on the street. Jumps on the back of the truck and looks at the two figures.
The little girl starts running after it.
"Don't go Logan, don't go!
He yells back. I'll be back I promise!
Logan wakes up. He is on the floor. Sweat comes running down his face. He was scared, startled, depressed. He reached into his pocket. He felt something. Something he'd didn't feel before while going through his pocket. It was a little doll. It had brown hair and a red dress on. A cold feeling had sprung up his back.
This would be the beginning. the beginning of finding the past.