Sarah's Mind
Too early. Way too early to be awake. Even for dance class. I really hated these Saturday morning rehearsals; but I guess it was necessary with Nationals coming up.
I got out of bed to the sound of my annoying alarm clock. I shivered. Even in my attic bedroom, I was freezing cold. I pulled on some pants, a cami, and a zip-up-the front hoodie; ate a quick nutri-grain bar (gross); brushed my teeth and hair and ran out of the door.
My mamaw was already in my driveway; minivan ready to drive me across town for dance. It was harder to get to Lexi's house than it had been to get to the studio, but I wasn't complaining. At least now Lexi and I spent more time together. Time that didn't include washing wall after wall of mirrors and cleaning up little-kid barf off of dance studio floors.
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"Sarah, c'mon! Stay on your toes! Man, where did that fan go? It's burning up in here!" Lexi, being crabby. I guess even she didn't think it was sane to be awake at this hour.
"Lexi! It's, like, thirty degrees down here!" I complained.
"Maybe you wouldn't be so cold if you worked harder!" She retorted. "And for your information it's forty-six degrees. I checked."
Man, who peed in her porridge?
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"Lexi?" I asked.
"Hmm?"
"Why'd you stop eating meat?"
Why she stopped eating meat, I'll never know. I'd never give up meat. She loved meat. I remember when her favorite food was bacon. She used to flip over meatloaf. Oh yeah, her mom makes the best meatloaf. And I bet if you put a nice-juicy hamburger in front of her she wouldn't last for a minute. Hmm, I might want to try that.
"Sarah, in the words of Whitney brown 'I'm not a vegetarian because I love animals; I'm a vegetarian because I hate plants.'"
"Huh?" What did that have to do with anything?
"Sarah, just let it sink in."
"Lexi, I get it, but I don't see how it explains anything."
"Then you must not get it."
"Whatever."
Ugh! Just because she was one year older she thought she was so much smarter than me.
"Okay, enough fighting, sorry. What do you want to listen to?" She said, trying to mend things. We were close. Way closer than most bffs. And there was something that I did, I just brought out the best in her. Although she also did the same for me.
"Categories."
"Seventies, forties, or now?"
"Now" Ugh, seventies? Forties? What kind of crap was that?
"Would you like main stream or would you like me to further educate your taste in music?"
"Um, let's get educational up in here" I couldn't help but laugh at her silly comments.
"Okay, how about...I'll Be There For You by Flyleaf."
"Works for me." Who the heck is Flyleaf?
I didn't get time to think about it, though. Just as the song started up I was whisked away by unseen arms. I barely got a glimpse of the blood-red eyes as the pain registered in my arm from where she had grabbed me.
Then, suddenly, horribly, I felt a stronger pain. A slashing, burning pain in my neck. I tried to yell for Lexi, to yell for anyone to get this woman off of me before she killed me.
"Sarah?" She didn't sound like she had realized I was gone.
I waited a few awful seconds before I heard a strange popping sound. The next thing I knew the woman was gone; but the pain wasn't. Even over my screams I could still make out a vicious growling from a few feet away; but I had my eyes screwed shut too tightly to see a thing.
After what felt like an eternity I heard a man talking, some more growling and then I was being moved. I still couldn't bare to open my eyes so I didn't.
I just wished I could die.
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Eternity. It had to have been eternity. Maybe this was Hell? I screamed at the mere thought of that because, no, I couldn't be in Hell. It didn't make sense. I was saved. So, what was this?
I felt a change; cool hands prodding at me. I wished that the pain had been less so that I could thank those hands. I knew someone was trying to speak to me; knew that I should listen, even. But I couldn't stop my cries for more than a few seconds. But then…
Sarah, I could feel her! I knew she was here! I tried to say her name but it came out as more of a shriek. Then the cool hands were back, more of them now.
Another eternity. Maybe it was Hell?
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I felt the pain soar; felt it accelerate to new heights I never would have imagined possible. And finally, finally it was over. Gone. Sweet release.
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