My Invisible Ink

Shadow Memory

As I slowly walked on the path, I observed my surroundings. Every branch, every leaf, every tree had its own history. It looked beautiful all put together creating a lovely landscape.

I didn't even realize the path stopped before I got to a field. It was marked out by a simple fence and a forest. Maybe it was the music or the enormous field in front of me but it all started to feel unreal.

I wasn't there, well actually of course I was there but not in the same timeline. I was like in a memory, though I could see it was day time it felt like nighttime. I knew I was somewhere else, I could feel it. In this "memory" I was young and scared.

I stopped moving, I could feel the fear slowly reaching me. It grabbed me and I became terrified of my surroundings, the field was unsafe. I didn't know how or why but I was in danger. Something bad was lurking somewhere but was it in my memory or in real life?

The field was unsafe I needed to run towards the woods, but when I got there something was wrong. I turned around analyzing my surroundings. Nothing was in the field, I knew something was still there, still lurking, watching, but it was in the woods now. I couldn't run in the forest, it was dangerous there, so I knew I needed to go back home as quickly as possible. I sprinted as fast as I could towards the path.

As I ran home my dad called me, asking me where I was. That's when I finally got out of the trance. I was back in the present.