Just a Dream

chapter one

The sun beat down on the crowd, dressed in black. Some wore miserable faces, others sobbed. The priest, finished with his speech, nodded to the coffin carriers. They lowered the coffins down into the whole, grunting. People went and laid flowers and notes, except from one little girl. She lay a book in her grandmothers grave, the title saying:
Granny's book of fairy tales.
The book had been handmade, the handwriting scruffy and almost unreadable. As she lay it down, she looked up. You could see her eyes: those eyes were blank. The once beautiful blue had been replaced with a grey. Her eyes were red and puffy, Her lips quivering. Her parents shook their heads with pity, not knowing the Bond she had. The little girl began to cry, each tear dripping slowly down her face, like a trickle; it soon turned into a roar, as she screamed in pain. As the two parents came to comfort her, she screamed at them,
"DON'T TOUCH ME!"
They backed away, wide eyes. Their little girl -whom they thought was possessed- continued to sob. The priest sighed and signalled to the carriers. They began to drag her away. The girl screamed and kicked, finally freeing her self. She latched her self onto the ground as she cried and screamed. The men grabbed her again, with more force. She threw her arms about and screamed again, before she just... Stopped. Her body went limp, the realisation dawning on her. Her grandmother was dead. Gone. Forever. As they began shuffling dirt into the hole, the girl let out a piercing shriek. Several Covered their ears, displeased with the beastly sound echoing from the young girls mouth. She soon stopped, unable to continue.
"Gramma..." She whispered, curling up in a ball. The men shook their heads and were on their way, with the rest of the crowd, before her parents came; picked up the girl.
"Shhh... Fae, everything is okay..." They whispered.
But it wasn't.