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Chapter 3
A strange vision
“Was he hot?” My best friend Jessica asked. I groaned, of course that would be the first thing she asked.
After that introduction, I drove straight to Jessica’s house, knowing she would rebel and not go to school, because she ব্যক্ত and I quote ‘Monday doesn’t count as a school দিন in my book’. Ever since the first দিন of eighth grade, she hasn’t attended school on Monday, the best part, no one প্রশ্ন this.
“That’s not the point, Jess.” I tell her. “He…I don’t know, it was like he knew something.”
Jess nodded. “Hot guys always look like they know something.”
I laughed, I took my বালিশ and threw it at her. “You suck.”
Jess dodged the pillow, “what did they call আপনি in for.”
“They told us Dorothy was hit দ্বারা a bat, and then drowned. Dad got so angry, and he’s never showed a slip of emotion until now.”
“And that boy…Cadence, just happened to notice your special amulet on the floor,” Jess’s eyebrows scrunched.
If I haven’t ব্যক্ত it before, I tell Jess everything. So she knows why my amulet is so special, and that it might just be the number one reason I’m having these recurring dreams of my sister.
“I don’t know what to think,” I confess, burying my face in her pillow.
“Me neither,” Jess says. “But right now, let’s get আপনি cheered up.”
Jess gets up from her bed, and makes a peace and farewell sign, probably to go to the রান্নাঘর and stack up on my পছন্দ foods. I smile to myself, pleased to have such a great friend.
I hear this weird sound, it’s faint but gains momentum in seconds. At first I can’t tell what it is, but then I realize it’s something about a vision. The পরবর্তি thing I know, when I blink, I’m in some sort of store. I hear a familiar voice and my হৃদয় freezes.
Dorothy.
“Thanks, take care,” she says while flashing her dazzling smile to the stunned cashier. She turns on her heel and heads to the exit, I follow closely.
She’s holding this grocery bag, I can’t tell what’s in it, it could be big, it could be small.
She stops at this boat, it’s quite big, she enters it with ease and confidence, প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে that she’s done this before. She calls out a name, but when she says it, it sounds all disoriented, as if she was in water.
Water.
As soon as I think of those words, I’m thrown into the blue devil. I can’t swim up, I can’t breathe, and my life is flashing before my very own eyes. I look up and see this dark shadow, silently watching me.
My eyes pop open and I gasp for air, thinking of my vision, it was weird. First of all, there was a weight chained to my sister, and সেকেন্ড of all the water wasn’t that deep when she drowned, it was a lake, and that vision felt like an ocean.
Lastly, it was one of the first visions I’ve had in a long time, where I was put into a person’s mind, feeling what they were feeling, thinking what they were thinking.
I shivered at the পরবর্তি thought, what if that vision of drowning wasn’t of my sister, but of someone else. And whoever that shadow was, probably killed my sister to.
I took in deep breaths, thinking of Cadence and his mysterious aura. ‘I know’, he had said. Then I think of that police man years ago, when I asked him to borrow some police files, অথবা newspapers of murders, trying to match some.
If that was another person drowning, then I might be close enough.
And I just might need help.
Chapter 3
A strange vision
“Was he hot?” My best friend Jessica asked. I groaned, of course that would be the first thing she asked.
After that introduction, I drove straight to Jessica’s house, knowing she would rebel and not go to school, because she ব্যক্ত and I quote ‘Monday doesn’t count as a school দিন in my book’. Ever since the first দিন of eighth grade, she hasn’t attended school on Monday, the best part, no one প্রশ্ন this.
“That’s not the point, Jess.” I tell her. “He…I don’t know, it was like he knew something.”
Jess nodded. “Hot guys always look like they know something.”
I laughed, I took my বালিশ and threw it at her. “You suck.”
Jess dodged the pillow, “what did they call আপনি in for.”
“They told us Dorothy was hit দ্বারা a bat, and then drowned. Dad got so angry, and he’s never showed a slip of emotion until now.”
“And that boy…Cadence, just happened to notice your special amulet on the floor,” Jess’s eyebrows scrunched.
If I haven’t ব্যক্ত it before, I tell Jess everything. So she knows why my amulet is so special, and that it might just be the number one reason I’m having these recurring dreams of my sister.
“I don’t know what to think,” I confess, burying my face in her pillow.
“Me neither,” Jess says. “But right now, let’s get আপনি cheered up.”
Jess gets up from her bed, and makes a peace and farewell sign, probably to go to the রান্নাঘর and stack up on my পছন্দ foods. I smile to myself, pleased to have such a great friend.
I hear this weird sound, it’s faint but gains momentum in seconds. At first I can’t tell what it is, but then I realize it’s something about a vision. The পরবর্তি thing I know, when I blink, I’m in some sort of store. I hear a familiar voice and my হৃদয় freezes.
Dorothy.
“Thanks, take care,” she says while flashing her dazzling smile to the stunned cashier. She turns on her heel and heads to the exit, I follow closely.
She’s holding this grocery bag, I can’t tell what’s in it, it could be big, it could be small.
She stops at this boat, it’s quite big, she enters it with ease and confidence, প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে that she’s done this before. She calls out a name, but when she says it, it sounds all disoriented, as if she was in water.
Water.
As soon as I think of those words, I’m thrown into the blue devil. I can’t swim up, I can’t breathe, and my life is flashing before my very own eyes. I look up and see this dark shadow, silently watching me.
My eyes pop open and I gasp for air, thinking of my vision, it was weird. First of all, there was a weight chained to my sister, and সেকেন্ড of all the water wasn’t that deep when she drowned, it was a lake, and that vision felt like an ocean.
Lastly, it was one of the first visions I’ve had in a long time, where I was put into a person’s mind, feeling what they were feeling, thinking what they were thinking.
I shivered at the পরবর্তি thought, what if that vision of drowning wasn’t of my sister, but of someone else. And whoever that shadow was, probably killed my sister to.
I took in deep breaths, thinking of Cadence and his mysterious aura. ‘I know’, he had said. Then I think of that police man years ago, when I asked him to borrow some police files, অথবা newspapers of murders, trying to match some.
If that was another person drowning, then I might be close enough.
And I just might need help.
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell আপনি I প্রণয় আপনি আরো than myself
But to understand, from me আপনি shall receive neither money nor wealth
What আপনি খুঁজুন for is not emotion অথবা passion, it’s much আরো precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So আপনি take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of আপনি the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember আপনি always.
Will আপনি remember me?
That is a প্রশ্ন for আপনি to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
আপনি will always be in my heart.
For I know that আপনি will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every মিনিট of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the আগুন
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will আপনি remember me?
That is a প্রশ্ন for আপনি to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
আপনি will always be in my heart.
For I know that আপনি will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every মিনিট of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the আগুন
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It all started 100 years ago...
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, অথবা Ocean Clan, Riku, অথবা Land Clan, and the Sora, অথবা Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD আপনি DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the নায়ক put themselves in stasis, too....
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, অথবা Ocean Clan, Riku, অথবা Land Clan, and the Sora, অথবা Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD আপনি DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the নায়ক put themselves in stasis, too....
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal অথবা energetic maybe the one আপেল with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to প্রদর্শনী the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man পরবর্তি to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal অথবা energetic maybe the one আপেল with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to প্রদর্শনী the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man পরবর্তি to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.