Out of Time

Prolouge

Disclaimer

Like all other novels that are based on true stories, this book added its own fictional elements to historical events. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are the product of the creator's imagination.

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.

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As I peered to the left of me, my broken down digital clock barely read 12:45 am missing a few of the pixels in the numbers on the screen, I felt as though nothing in my life had seemed right like there was something missing from my life just like the moon was missing from that dark starry night. 

I turned the television off after listening to whatever the newscaster is saying. Still, no sign at all. 

"Please, It doesn't end here." A familiar voice pounded right through my door.

Stop, please! There are no words or even a muffled sound went out of my mouth but it felt like I was screaming.

Since that night, I can't convince myself to stand up and show up to everyone. Not now, not like this.

Every second I close my eyes, the memories play, everything goes back, and I find myself back at the beginning.

She just kept scolding me and pounding on my door. I saw the shadow doubled through the gap below my door. Probably it's my mom asking her to stop and go away, hopefully.

I reached for his jacket and wrapped it around myself, his perfume is slowly fading away. I glanced at my vanity to look for his perfume but all I can see is... nothing. I forgot that I am not even wearing my glasses.

Once again, I tilted my head skyward, I guess whenever I'm peering out into this vast midnight sky I find comfort, I picture it as my canvas, I find myself looking out for hours just drawing up my own perfect world in my mind.  The sky is the only thing I hold on to, the idea of knowing that you're still somewhere out there.

A tear escaped from my eye. When does this end? How does this end?

I couldn't hold this heartbreak any longer, I watched my body fall to the floor in a disheveled heap as my grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears.

"I'm here, always." She knocked one last time as I heard their footsteps descending. 

They're always there, that's the problem. I don't need to be pitied or be cared for. Afterall I am all that is left for myself. No one can ever help me from this chaos, except the reason why I am in this abyss in the first place. 

I am not the most hopeful person you can ever meet but hope is the only thing that makes me alive right now. I cannot just accept this and tell myself I am out of time because I am not. My name is Azriella Dawn. Just like my name, this is just the beginning. 

An impossible mystery shifted her fate,
A decision that made her life change.