A/N: Hi Guys! I'm Elizabeth, and this is my first story. This part is a bit of a prologue, just so you get to know Charlene and James a bit better. Tell me how you like it! P. S. - The girl above is how I envision Charlene.
Charlene's POV
I've been having that same dream every night since the accident. Most nights I wake up shaking, crying, screaming, or some combination of both. It's always about my mom or dad. I always remember every little detail I want to forget. The flashing lights. Holding on to my brother sobbing, him to me, the EMS tearing us apart to fix us up. It was terrifying, and so vivid. It's like I travel there, every night, back to that memory. I would say that it's like magic, but magic isn't real. How can it be, with me in this crap situation? Well, it's not a crap situation. I have a wonderful Aunt and Uncle, who raised me and my brother, James, since their only daughter is in college, in England, of all places. It's just a crap dream. That's all.
James P. O. V.
I always have the same dream, every night, since the accident. It's always the scene of the crash, and always the same memories, and it's so much like the actual situation that I can feel myself crying. Well, I used to. This dream happens so often that nothing in it surprises me anymore. I've seen all there is to see. And yes, I've tried running away, many, many times. But it never works. Right when I think I got away, I find the scene again, more surreal than ever. It's terrifying.
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The Magical Twins
FantasyCharlene and James have always had the same dream, ever since their parents died in a car crash. Then, when they're 13, they find out that they have magic and elemental powers, and are whisked off to a new schools for kids like them. When they are t...
