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So here’s a short filler chapter 5 for Christmas!!
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Chapter 5: The Dream
Trisha’s POV
I’m walking in a familiar park holding different kinds of flowers in my hand and other hand was link on a boy’s arm beside me. I look up to him and immediately recognized him as my best friend. We were marching on a cemented path with autumn leaves on the sides. The 9 year old me was jumping and squealing.
“Are we there yet?” I asked impatiently to Zech.
He chuckled at me “Not yet Trish, but we are close” he informed me.
Soon enough I can see sands and pebbles. I jumped in joy and started tugging Zech’s hand towards the sandy part of the park. He chuckled and followed me.
When we reach the sands, I put the flowers in my hand aside. We both sat down and started making sand castles.
After an hour or so, we finished the sand castle. To make it more attractive, we both decided to add some decorations.
“We can put the flowers I brought here” I suggested him.
He nodded while saying “Okay, bring them here”
I started searching for the flowers but I found it missing on the place I laid them.
“Zech, the flowers are missing” I recalled him.
“Just pick some flowers near the swings” Zech retorted.
I went to the swings and found some different colourful flowers. I started to pick them one at a time. When I’m done, both of my hands are almost full of assorted flowers.
I was walking back to the sand box when I saw a guy dressed in dark suit with a hat and shades approaching Zech. I was ignorant at the time and I thought he was just a friend coming to Zech to give something but my thought was wrong when another man with the same appearance come out from nowhere and grabbed Zech in the arm and threw him on his shoulder.
I immediately panicked and started to run into their direction.
Both man grabbed Zech while he started screaming and kicking them everywhere. The other man seem be frustrated from the wriggling and squirming of Zech because he let go of him and handed Zech to the other.
“Let go! Let go!” he shouted to them. His eyes landed on my figure running towards him and a panic and worry look was suddenly plastered in his face.
“Trish! No! Don’t come! Run!” he exclaimed at me. But I can’t seem to obey his commands and plead for me to run. I can’t find myself to turn to the opposite direction away from him.
“Trisha! Run! Run! Please!” Zech continued to beg but I can’t do it. I can’t leave him. The man holding him shifted to grab a cloth in his pockets. He produced a brown cloth and covered it in Zech’s mouth. Almost immediately, Zech fell dead silent.
“No!” I screamed and started to worry, forcing my feet to go faster. Why do I feel like they’re too far away?! When I finally catch them, they started walking away with Zech in their hands. I lunged after the man holding Zech and tried to punch him anywhere but he seems too strong for my attempts.
“Let him go! Let him go!” I shouted while trying to get Zech down.
The other man grabbed me and covered my mouth with his hands. I’m glad they didn’t cover my mouth with the cloth they gave to Zech because I don’t know what will happen to me and I’m already dreading to know if Zech if still alive. Please Zech! Don’t die! Don’t leave me.
I was crying. Crying for Zech. Crying for our safeness.
They started to walk away from the sand castle we made, from the park. I was reaching for Zech the whole while still trying hard to scream even though my voice was now rough and dry, trying hard to get free from the man’s hold.
Both man stayed quiet. They got us, I thought. I silently prayed to God to save us.
I started to feel drowsy. Those screaming and kicking gave up all my energy. I finally gave up trying. My eyelids are heavy form the shed tears. I feel weak.
But before I could fall to unconsciousness, I heard an engine coming nearer and then everything was silent after I’m off to blackness.
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Again, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
I fell asleep yesterday at 5 a.m. in the morning! And that was a record for me! WOW!
And I’m so happy now that it’s Christmas!!
This is a Christmas Bonus Chapter by the way!
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