 A dream..... a dream.... a dream..... a dream....
Is that what it was? Just... a dream? Was the world just an ugly dream? Was the place where father's beat their children, mothers picked up the bottle of whiskey. Was that.... all just a dream? It had to be. In this beautiful place, how could such evil exist? The world was warm and calm, even the sun seemed to gently shine down. The leaves cast a shadow of green... green... green.... green....
Green hair... That's what his mother had. Long, beautiful green hair and red eyes. He could see her holding him. He too had green hair and her same red eyes. You could see that they were one in the same. But no... when he woke, he would have the golden eyes and light brown hair that he had always had... had.... had.... had...
And like he had always had... he could see things that other's couldn't. Small creatures with wings... People with wings. They were fairies. It was like the one that was always behind him. True. The green haired and red eyed trouble maker that always seemed to get him into trouble... Trouble all but with one person. Her. He had met her when they were both really young. He had lost his mother at birth and was with a strict father. She had lost her father and her mother beat her. She didn't want to believe taht the world was bad... so he had showed her the beautiful world he had found. The world of the faries, he even showed her the winged birth mark upon his back. But True... True had given his father the feeling of where to find them. She was taken away from him. And he... he... he.... he....
She had come to his door that he had locked, wanting to see him. "Go away. What I showed you, it wasn't real. I don't like you." The lies he spouted out were in hope that she wouldn't be hurt... He wouldn't let her be in this world... in his world... He hadn't seen her since....
He opened his eyes to the sky above him. He was at school.... The place where he was called a liar by everyone, though he smiled as if it didn't bother him. He sat up and his eyes fell upon a too familiar face... a face that he thought he wouldn't ever see again.....
[[PM to continue. Please be the girl from his past]]
 PrimoLevi · Wed Dec 02, 2009 @ 06:03am · 0 Comments |
