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Monday, January 24, 2011

1. Just A Dream

“Cassie, wait up!” I screamed, running after my sister as she disappeared through the dark forest. “Cassie! Don’t go!” I yelled breathlessly, tears streaming down my face. I caught a glimpse of her silver hair through the trees and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. She had stopped dead in her tracks, her back facing me. “Cassie…” I whispered slowly walking up to her. I reached my hand out to touch her shoulder.

“I’m not Cassie,” she whispered.

“What are you talking about? Of course you’re Cassie.” I decided against putting my hand on her shoulder and dropped it to my side.

“I’m NOT Cassie.” She said, louder this time.

“Yes, you are. You’re my twin, you-”

“NO!” She screamed and spun around. I gasped, her eyes had changed from their usual deep blue to a blood red, she had an angry but sad expression on her face. “I’m not your sister anymore, Luna. I- I’m something else. I don’t know why or how, but- I- I just don’t know anymore.” She sighed, shaking her head. She stared at the ground, her hair falling from behind her ears into her face.

“Cassie,” I whispered, reaching my hand out towards her.

She jerked away and screamed, “NO! I’M NOT CASSIE, AND I WON’T BE EVER AGAIN,” I gasped as she screamed in pain and dropped to the ground. I saw razor sharp fangs emerge from her gums, and long black wings sprout from her back.

“CASSIE!” I cried when she started running again. I took off after her. After what seemed like hours of pointless chasing; we came to a big clearing where the moonlight washed over everything, the light radiated off of her body, giving her a heavenly glow.

“I’m sorry, Luna, I really am. But- I’m not who you think I am. I’m not Cassie.” She slowly floated off the ground, her wings gently flapping the cool night air.

She floated higher and higher, “WAIT!” I shouted, “If you’re not Cassie, then, who are you?”

She looked down at me with sad eyes and smiled weakly. “I’m just one of your shadows,” she whispered then flew off into the dark of night. I stood there confused, alone, and utterly shattered by the horrible night I had witnessed.


Little did I know that this event was the one that would alter my life forever.

1 comments:

cady said...

"Little did he know means there's something he doesn't know, which means there's something you don't know. Son of a bitch, Harold."