8. Memory P.2

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Laylah POV:

I sat in the small room. It was quiet. I was sitting on a small wooden brown chair. The room was filled with shelfs of books and there was a small desk in the corner.

I didn't really know where I was. I wasn't sure who I was.

I knew that my name was Laylah but nothing else. I look over at the small desk. It had the pen and notepad the man was using to write things down.

I wasn't sure what he was writing down but I had to be about me. I wanted to know where I was.

I slowly raised from the chair and slowly walked over to the desk. The notepad was upside down. I was about to slowly pick it up and read it when the door opened.

I jumped and quickly turned around. A teenage boy came into the room.

He has long-is black hair with blue streaks. He wore a skull tee and a black jacket. He had blue jeans and black shoes. He had a long metal bracelet thing on his wrist.

It was funny because I had the exact same thing.

"Laylah? What are you doing?" He asked me

I held the notepad behind my back. I was caught red handed.

"Um nothing, why should I tell you?" I say trying to act confident.

He sighs. I peered at the boy closely. I recognised him.

I looked slightly behind my back. "What are you holding?"

"Nothing" I lie. The boy sighs again and walks up to me and grabs the object from me.

"Hey!" I yell trying to get it back. But he was holding it up high. I could not reach it.

"Why you gotta be so tall" I grumble excepting defeat. He chuckles

"Hey, uh could you sit down for me?" He asks

His voice was deep but quiet. I sat down on the chair as instructed. He kneeled and took my hands. The were soft and warm. I did not know whether to be creeped out or flattered.

"Do you know who I am?" He asks

I go into a trail of thought. Did I know him?

"Kind of?"

"Okay" He says slowly standing up and flickering threw his bracelet. It lit up. Just like magic.

"Woah" I whisper.

"Is your bracelet magic?" I ask pointing to the light up object

He nods. "yeah and you have one too"

He points to the bracelet I had. It looked the same.

"Douxie, are you sure you want to do this?" A cat says jumping on his shoulder.

I jumped. That cat can talk.

"Did that cat just seek"

That is not the only thing that was creepy. He was wearing glasses as well.

The two stared at me. The boy's name was 'Douxie'

'Douxie' nods

"Yes, I'm sure he says"

He kneels to my eye level.

"I want you to be very still"

"And close your eyes"

What was he about to do? I was a little scared but was trying to show no fear.

"Um, okay!" I slowly close my eyes

I felt his hand go onto my forehead. "This might hurt a bit, but it won't kill you, I promise"

I did not know what was going on.

He wasn't lying when he said it would hurt a bit. It was like developing a head ache at a rapid pace. It sort of hurt.

But I felt myself get dizzy. Even if my eyes were not open. It was like my head was spinning around the world and back at 100 miles an hour.

I don't remember much of this situation now. As the only thing that happened next was black.

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