Chapter 1. Dreams of the past.

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  • Dedicated to Nicole Young
                                    

    Jericho

                                                                        Chapter 1. dreams of the past

THE MOON SHOWN LIKE A STAR IN THE ATMOSPHERE, LIGHTING THE WORLD LIKE A BEACON.

"Carson I told you already, that wasn't supposed to happen." His sister's caramel colored eyes looked him in a stare.They were twins, I could tell from my point of view. The mom just kept walking. Where the heck are these people Going? I thought to my self.

 "HELLO!!" I screamed. WERE ARE WE!? Can some one PLEASE tell me. But no one would turn around, forcing me to follow in a crazed confusion that kept gnawing at my insides. They walked ahead of me till we were in a clearing in the woods, where the moon was high and the clouds scarce.All of a sudden they turned around and finally the mother said straight to my face.

"THE TIME HAS COME ." her voice rang out. It was as if she were right in my face screaming in my ears. "FOR YOU TO SEE YOUR TRUE IDENTITY -THE TRUE IDENTITY OF YOU.THE ONE YOU NEVER KNEW EXISTED, ONLY BECAUSE WE KEPT IT A SECRET. NOW WATCH ME TURN INTO WHAT YOU WILL SOON BE."

My mind went numb, I couldn't understand what they were talking about, but she started shaking uncontrollably. And I knew what going to happen next. It happened every night.

I wake up. Right before I see what the family was shaking for. I sat up in bed  and stretched my tired arms and cringed as they cracked and popped.I looked around , the sunlight beamed through my uncovered window lighting designs on my bluish/grey wall. I yawned and coughed, than got up and out ogf bed.I went downstairs to the kitchen where my mom and my sister were sitting. My mom was reading the news paper, with her Irish fire-red hair in a bun, and dressed in a green woman dress-suit. My sister sat in the opposite chair of her and was eating eating pancakes.

"Mornin' Jer" she was the only one who could call me that, any one else and I'd honestly have to punch them. My real name was Jericho, Jericho Adam Duncan. I had flaming red hair(I take after my mom.) and green eyes. I had freckles from one cheek to the other . My face was( thank the lord above) blemish free.

My sister had long wavy brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes with flecks of gold. She was very pretty-well to be honest no one is ugly in my family. She took from my dad's side of the family because she was short. So was my dad. Its kind of funny because my mom is taller than my dad... which means so am I obviously because I take after her.

"Morning Alaura" I said as I sat down. "there any cereal left?" I asked. She jutted her chin towards the counter top were a bowl sat filled with fruit lops my  favorite cereal.

" Mom said  you'd want some cereal so I got you some, all you have to do is put milk in it."

"Thanks sis' I said as I stood up and walked to the fridge for the milk. As I sat down my mom looked up from her paper, "Geesh,I didn't think you'd ever get up. You're usually up by seven. Its nine-thirty."

"I was dreaming again" I said kind of guilty. She looked at me with concern in her eyes.

"Jericho- it'd better not be those same dreams again. I swear no more reading any non-fiction books, it's starting to concern me."

"Well sorry " I said agitated. "I cant really help my dreams they say you can but you know what? You cant.Its very frustrating, obviously if I could figure out  what happened next it might stop."

"Well..just stop for a while. Stop what ever you're doing to have these dreams of yours."

"Alright" I said flatly. Although I knew with all my heart I wasn't doing anything to make this dream come.I washed I could dream something different , this one's actually gotten boring. But every night I would go to sleep, and every night the dream would come. I thought to myself as I ate breakfast.

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