Chapter 1- Fresh start
Bright light...so bright..
What is this? Where am I?
He opened his mouth and water came rushing into his lungs.
I can't... I can't breathe. Help me...
Is that a hand? Yes! A hand! I just need to reach it but ahhhh...
I feel helpless. It's like I'm slowly falling deeper and deeper to the abyss. Who's hand was that? The lights are getting dimmer and dimmer. Where am I? Is there an end to this pit?
He gasped for air one last time but swallowed more water and then, he gently closed his eyes, succumbing to the darkness. Then, he heard a long monotonous beep.
Funny, is this what all dying people hear before their lights turn off?
All of a sudden, he felt a slight jolt on his chest. He gasped for air, once more.
What was that?
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP
The once still waters stirs as two strong currents from different directions pull and push the water. As the beeping sound grew louder so did the water go faster and faster and sucked him deeper in the speed of light.
THUD
He landed face flat on their wooden floor. OUCH! Out of shock, he rolled himself up and sat upright. He gasped and gasped for air as if it was his first time to feel air in his nostrils and mouth.
What the hell was that dream?
His nanny heard the loud thud and frantically rushed to his room.
"Young master Melo, are you alright?" His nanny asked.
"Yes, nanny. I'm alright. I just had a bad dream." He replied as he scratched his head and gave his nanny a naughty grin.
His nanny sighed in relief and smiled gently at him. She walked closer to him and helped him pick himself up
"Now, now young master. Should we change your alarm clock? Looks like your alarm is making you jumpy. You've been waking up this way ever since you got it." His nanny said as she walked towards the alarm clock and picked it up.
Oh so the beeping sound was coming from my alarm. Where did I get that again?
He stretched his arms and arched his back then, he finally decided to slowly stand up. He can't seem to remember where he got it, nor what happened yesterday. It's as if today was his first day living this life. He just shrugged it off and walked towards his nanny ,
"No nanny. It's fine. It's just probably a coincidence. Is breakfast ready?" He asked as he felt his stomach getting grumpy, giving out a loud growl.
"Oh yes yes, young master. Come along. Your parents are waiting in the dining hall. You better get dressed!"
His nanny frantically placed the alarm down and clapped her hands. Three more maids rushed into the room. One of them started rummaging through his room and preparing his clothes. The other started preparing his warm bubble bath, while the other stayed with Melo to help him undress himself. Confused and surprised, he said
"I'm sorry but I think I can handle myself." The maids chuckled playfully. One of the maids answered,
"Oh no, young master. Please, this is our job. Let's get you prepared for breakfast"
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Without My Colored Glass Wings
AventuraOther than his haunting nightmares, Melo, a 13Ad yr old child, life is nothing but perfect. However, what if the surreal life that he is living isn't even reality but fragments of the reality that he wishes to live?