Illusions

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Megan's POV

"HEY HEY!!" I hear a familiar voice and look around. I spot two arms flailing around in the air and notice who it is.

I wave and walk to the table.

"Meggy!!" Chloe says as I sit down. She wraps her hands around my arm as I struggle to get .

"Chloeeee! I need to get my food!!!" I try to get out of her grasp. After a few seconds, she lets go.

I smile at her and grab my food from my neon pink sports bag.

Barbecue flavored chips literally what I have all the time.

"Oo!! Can I have!?" Shannelle, my best friend, asked as I allowed her.

"Me too! Me too!" Matt, the roomie of Shannelle, asked right after and got some.

"Hey!! How about me?!" Chloe pouted as I gave her some and she smiled at me.

I continue to eat as the others start to chat around.

"I would be a vampire and that's final!" Shannelle said with her hand in the air and chin up. You could say that our group is kinda dramatic.. and loud.

I look at her, and she seems paler. Wait no, she seems white and not the racist kind of white. WAAAIT. She has a grey skin tone. What? Eh? Huh? GREY? I rub my eyes again and it changed.

It's still grey, but now she has this bat kind of ears!! What? Who? When? Whaaaat is happening????

"Personally, I think werewolves are better. I mean like can't you imagine a man then he turns into this badass wolf!! It would look awesome!" Matt exclaimed which snap from my thoughts and caught my attention.

Wait, she has fur all over her. Wait, why does she have this kind of fangs.. WAAAIT A MINUTE, she has this kind of wolf ears.

I blink again and nothing changed.

Shannelle is a fricken vampire and now Matt is a werewolf. Well, I think they are.

I look at Shannelle and now she has fangs, oh great she's going to suck the living death out of us.

"Hey! Hey! Don't forget the unicorns! They are fabulous and amazing and ugh!!" Chloe exclaimed. I look at her and.. she has a fricken horn on her forehead.

Now she's going to turn into a unicorn?! What?! Who?! When?! How?! Why?! Where?!

I massage my temples and close my eyes. Why the hell do I deserve this? Am I turning insane?! Ugh.

"Hey Meggy, you okay?" Chloe asked. I open my eyes and see that everyone in this table is looking at me with concerned faces.

"Uh, yeah, just a tiny headache." I answer as I stop what I was doing and brought my book out.

Playlist for the Dead

So far, it's an amazing book. It is connected to an actual playlist in YouTube that helps understand the book.

I look at the time, 1:45pm. I better get going.

"Guys, lunch break is almost over, I'm gonna go." I announce to my bunch of crazy friends.

"Alright, I'm gonna leave soon." Matt said as she started to pack.

I left the cafeteria and went back to the classroom.

Just some students were there, guess I'm kinda early.

I went back to my seat and brought out my work.

I guess I could continue, better to do it early than cram everything like Shannelle.

I started writing and pretty much it's going alright. I feel like I just basically but whatever I've been doing all in a diary but I still changed some parts.

Pitch black, silence

Two things that destroys my sense of sight and sound, well for normal people.

I wasn't what you call normal, or ordinary. It was more of odd and extraordinary.

Pitch black and silence?

Oh, all secrets are given from it. What might be true, is true. What might be there, is there. Only if you believe, think, wonder, you might see what is truly inside of this world; what is inside of the dark, the silence, the loneliness, the disgust, the feeling of nothingness.

Open up; lights, music, people. There is no such thing of doing nothing, or seeing nothing.

Lights; surrounding is shown. In the pitch, black, darkness, you could be in a movie set, your own bedroom in which the sun has set.

Music; sense of hearing is brightened up. It could give so much color. You could be listening to your favorite song while your inside your bedroom in the dark.

People; your not alone, there would be no such thing. You could be in a dark set, hearing the music you match with, and feeling the presence of people counting on you to perfect the scene.

But all of those could just be an illusion, a silhouette perhaps.

That could happen in the dark, happy things. The opposite, sad, scary, things are the things that make us blinded. We get frightened because we don't know who's there, what's that sound, why is it dark.

Millions of questions could race through our minds, and only you could answer them.

I answered those questions, and now I'm known to myself as extraordinary. You wouldn't believe what is actually out there, the beauty of the dark, silent world.

Here's the story.. on how I found the real illusion, the reality of the opposite of our world.

For the first time, I am genuinely happy for this prologue. I could change it, but not now. I think this was inspiring and original, just how I like it.

I opened my phone,

6:32 pm.

Some students are packing up, some are trying to think extremely hard for their idea.

I look at the board, You may go to your dorms after it has passed 6:30 pm. See you in class tomorrow and good night. - Professor Wells.

Nothing else to do, why not go to my dorm.

I pack all my stuff before attaching earphones to my phone and pressing shuffle on my Spotify playlist.

Song: Home
Artist: One Direction

I place my phone in a tiny, secret pocket on my neon pink sports bag and walk out of the classroom while silently jamming out to Home.

xxx
Chapter dedicated to two other people who I don't know would want me to say their name.
Sorry for slow updates I don't know why, but I love updating when it's extremely late, well it's not late right now (11:35pm) but yeah.
-Luna <3