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Close Call

He opened his eyes, slowly. He was not in his bed, he noticed as soon as he came to. He almost screamed, but nothing came out of his mouth. He was hydrated, he was sure of it. He tried to get up, but for that moment it appeared to take all his strength. When he finally got up, which felt like it took forever, his bones felt like Jello. He was on the edge of some sort of cliff, and all that below was a body of water. A body of water underneath him, everywhere. He cautiously stepped back, then went back to the edge, thinking it was a dream. Surely, it was a dream. He was in his bed back home, just dreaming. He looked down again. There wasn't anything under the cliff, he couldn't see the end of it. He turned around, pinched himself, nothing. Then he was surprised for the umpteenth time. There was a girl, slowly awakening, and when she saw him she opened her mouth into a scream. But again, nothing appeared to come out.

I was bewildered. I was dumbfounded. I was.... Scared. I had no clue how I got there and the boy wasn't any help. "What did you do to me?" I screamed. I started walking back, in quick, huge steps, to only slip. He ran over and grabbed me, but he didn't say anything. He tried lifting me up, but he couldn't on his own. I searched for a foot hold with my feet, found one, and pushed off. Strangely, though, I had not felt his hands around my wrists. It was like air just pushed me up. And while searching for a foot hold, I hadn't felt anything either. "Strange..." I mumbled, looking over my shoulder as I was wiping my hands from the grass on the ground. I screamed again, I had almost fallen to a horrible death. Did anyone know I was here? Or that he was too? Was there anyone else? So many questions but no answer. "What's your name?" I asked. He said nothing. I started shouting. "WHAT'S YOUR NAME?" I started guessing he was mute, because he definitely had reactions to my words.

The girl... What did she think she was doing? Couldn't she tell that there was no noise? I was surprised by how dumb she was at the moment. Nothing could come over the quiet we were experiencing. I looked around, but nothing appeared to be of use. I didn't know how to write... Or if I did I forgot how to. I just started ignoring her, thinking maybe she had been shocked beyond what she could withstand. I was near the breaking point too.

The boy. He is getting under my skin and I have too much mixed emotions by this point. I pinched myself. There was NO WAY this could be real. None at all. I observed the feeling of nothing again. I was agitated, mad, and stuck in the middle of nowhere with a person I knew nothing about and who wouldn't say a single thing to me! I started crying. You know that feeling you get, warm tears down your cheek? Well I didn't feel any warmth. Or any lack of heat. I tried pulling my hair out. Turns out, I would but I couldn't get myself to do it. I didn't pull a single strain of hair out of my head.