"You don't know me,
You wouldn't know me,
Because I'm not real..."
The book starts out like this.
I found this book laying outside my door as it'd began to rain. So, being a good-natured person, I picked it up. The cover was bare, a black color, with no words or designs. It somehow intrigued me, so I picked it up and began to read it. It has no table of contents, or an introduction. The first words I read are these.
"You don't know me,
You wouldn't know me,
Because I'm not real..."
Excuse me, my name's Annie. Anniebeth Olson. Whichever works. I live alone now, having graduated high school and moved out of my abusive home. I'm only nineteen, but I work hard and live life as well as I can. If you must know, I'm not very interested in anything.
But this book... there's something... enchanting about it.
I read further.
"I'm not real,
Just a figment of your imagination,
If you let me.
But,
If you let me,
I can become real."
"Well ok, this is weird." I say to myself. I'm sipping my coffee in the afternoon, as I've just got off my morning shift at work. I put the book down. "Maybe later." I tell myself.
I move from my kitchen into the living room, and turn on the tv.
But the book, it burns a hole in my curiosity. I must read further...
"I see you're back.
Have you come to save me?
I'm not real,
Yet.
Do you believe?"
I sigh. One thing after another, and I think I fall asleep.
~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~
"Annie..."
I hear voices.
"Annie! Annie, wake up!"
I open my eyes, but I find I'm not in ny bed. I'm in a vast meadow, full of tulips. Sitting up, I look for the voice.
"Annie!" It calls again.
"Wha- What do you want?" I ask, voice shaking.
"Annie, go into the forest."
I roll my eyes. Seriously, this is so cliche, I'm like in a movie.
I reluctantly get to my feet, and walk into the line of trees. They had suddenly appeared there when I stood.
"Annie..." the voice calls. It's soothing, and also distinctively male.
"Hello?" I call. "I'm in the forest now."
"Annie..."
"Seriously! Please stop repeating my name! Just tell me what you want!"
"Annie..."
Oh God. Really, creepy voice guy? I just said stop with my name...
I continue to walk further into the trees, losing even the sun to keep me warm.
"Annie..."
