In a matter of time, I look up at the sky. I see violet angry streaks dominating the night. Then I look towards the orange and red light hoping that it wasn't the night of our deceitful destiny. Except my hope was false as the whole village was screaming in pandemonium while the red and orange fire spread.
As I heard crackling noises in the background, a little girl ran up to to me and asked, " Are you here to help? Please, please help us!"
Right at that moment, I saw my self again. I (my 14 year old self) looked shattered and heartbroken because of the village. Then I (my present self) started to stammer. I didn't know what to say. Therefore, I ran away. Then I stopped and looked back to the sorrowful face of the little girl. Then I ran again but this time the village started to fade away only slower...
The next thing I knew, I was sitting on a bench outside Starbucks . Feeling better, (10 minutes later) I went home to sleep.
but the flashbacks come back again
only these times were/are worse.....
