Memories and the new world

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this is my first attempt at writing a story so it might not be good but i hope u enjoy it, i also may make a lot of mistakes especially with punctuation marks so please let me know what u think and any kind of feed back is fine with me.


As I sat there on an empty beach, with just a few logs on it and a very large black rock that seemed to be covered in moss, Just at the  border of the beach,there seemed to be a dense forest, I began wondering where I am. I remembered I was at home alone and very ill, then all of a sudden I began to see flashes of my life. I saw what seemed to be my memories which also belonged to someone else.  Then I woke up here on this beach. I tried to stay calm about it and just explore the area to find out where I was if I would recognize the area. After a few minutes of walking,  I decided to go back where I came from because the sun was beginning to set, so I hurried back to the rock and gathered as much branches and vines from the trees and made three walls, I leaned two together in the shape of a tent making sure that one end was against the rock and the other open.  then used some vines to tie the top together. I realized I needed fire but there was no time to build one because the sun was setting. I got some leaves off a near by tree and placed them on the ground in a heap. I used the third wall as a door. curled up in my bed of leaves and fell asleep.

The next morning. I awoke to the sound of birds singing in the forest and a beam of sunlight in my face, I got up and pushed open my make shift door of branches. I stepped outside and looked at the sea, the water was crystal clear, the wind was blowing gently and the sky was clear. I stopped to take in a deep breath, then turned around to look at the forest, I saw some fruit trees not too far in so went to go get some for breakfast. When I got to the trees, I  noticed there were strange fruits along with ones I recognized, but as I tried to grab something I knew was edible, I realized I could not control my body. I reached for one of the strange fruits and looked at it saw a few ants, I felt as though some sort of energy was gathering in my hand, then suddenly a flame blew over the fruit not burning it but burning the ants away, I then realized I was still dreaming but as soon as I realized it I heard someone call a name, I turned as if it was my name that was called but as I turned I woke up.

I was on my knees facing the forest, I realized that I wasn't sleeping its just that I was seeing something again, I got up and walked into the area where the fruit trees were in the vision. All the trees were there as I saw in the vision and I felt as though I knew that already, I sat down and though to myself as to why this is happening until came to the conclusion I was either remembering something from my past, a past life or just going crazy. I sat and ate some fruit and tried to calmly wrap my head around this but then I heard a rustling in the treetops I suddenly jumped forward out of instinct and i can feel fear rushing through my body, I turned around quickly to see a huge snake bigger than any you would see in any movie, I turned quickly to run to the beach but it was too late the snake wrapped itself around me and started to crush me, as it crushed me slowly as I enjoying itself taking its time killing me I said to myself "I never thought i'd die like this, drowning in a pool full of mountain dew maybe but not like this", as I took my last breaths as the air was being crushed out of me. I remembered the feel of the energy I felt in my hand during the vision, it felt warm and comforting but at the same time powerful and wild then I imagined that feeling all over my body then everything suddenly went black.

I woke up to a sudden drop of cool rain on my face. As I got up saw I was standing in a pile of ash, when I looked around more carefully I saw most of the upper body of the snake in one direction and a section of its tail in the opposite direction and its tail seemed to be burnt to the point it looked like a log burned to charcoal. I went over to look at the head, it looked as though it was slow roasted over an open fire until well done from the tip of the head to the at least two feet length of body that was left attached to it, except for the very end of I which was chard almost to ash, but as I though about how it was cooked I realized I had made myself hungry just thinking of it and had started drooling like a dog that hadn't eaten in two days, then saw someone with a big juicy steak covered in gravy with a slice of pie.

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