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     It's about 2 AM, still dark out, the time of night that no one should be up. Especially not someone of my age and yet I can't ask for a better setting for what I'm about to do. At 18 years old I finally reached that point in my life where people look and me expect me to have a plan of action for the rest of my life and were people at least pretend to be interested in what I say, or at least they would if I had ever made an effort, but I've never been one for trying to bend to soicety's whims. I've kept my hair down past my shoulders dye a silvery grey and worn nothing but red and black clothing since I was 13, and I've always been the boy parents don't want their kids to be friends with. Which is fine honestly, people are just to much work, and I've yet to find anyone who respects me enough to earn my respect. Which brings me back to tonight. It was a little over a week ago when this whole thing started. I was in a record shop, one of the only places I've ever really felt at home, when I saw her.

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     Now I'm not the kind of guy who really notices girls, they are all either plastic as a barbies or trying way to hard to fight into some category that they think will get them guys. But there was something about her that was so  . . .raw. Unpolished. Something that reminded me a bit of myself honestly. So anyway I was holding this record and when she looked in my direction, not even at me, I drooped it. Now I never drop records, they are like a holey relics or something to me. But for some reason this time I did. Now I didn't drop it because I was staring at her or anything like that, it was just that one second I was holding and the next I wasn't. I was almost like it passed through my hand more that I actually let go of it. So I was standing in a pile of broken vinyl and I could feel tears at the edges of my eyes, like I said music is basically my life, and she starts to walk towards me. Any sort of fascination I may have felt towards her before the record feel vanished like a cloud of smoke, I don't want her anywhere near me, and this is more than just about the record. Still it's almost like I'm frozen to the spot when she bends down to pick up the record. Or least that's what I thought she was going to do. When her hand reaches the broken pieces they just vanish, like they were never there to start with. I suck in my breath and look around, surely someone had to have seen that, but no everyone is carrying on with their lives like broken records vanish all the time. But the thing that really gets me is that she keeps walking, like she didn't noicte what she just did either. And then the kicker, she gets near the front of the store, and I'm thinking she's going to leave, but she just keeps walking towards the wall. And then she walks through the wall. Now I know what you're thinking, that I'm probably just some high teenager seeing things, but I know that's what I saw. And I don't like it.

     Now contrary to what people think, I'm not in a cult or anything, I look they way I do because I want to, it's not some mysterious greater purpose or anything like that. And I really I don't like supernatural stuff.  They stuff that isn't complete and total crap scares the shit out of me. So I really don't know why the hell I followed her. Maybe it was because right before she stepped through the wall she turned and smiled at me. People never smile at me, so when the do I notice. Or maybe it was some sort of unknown force compelling me to my destiny, not that I believe in that kind of stuff or anything, but then again I never thought any of what happened to me could. Whatever the reason was I followed her out of the store and into the street. Now the city I live in isn't very large, but its still busy, and following people is not something I'm  very gifted at. I don't think I would have seen her on the street if is wasn't for her fire truck red hair and white gauzy dress that made her look like a fallen angel. Even though she stood out from the crowd she moved fast, and that made her hard to follow. Luckily for me the direction she was heading meant she could only being going to one place, the woods.