I am falling.
Plummeting.
Plummeting down a red coal colored volcano.
Mount Fiji in my guess.
Lava is spluttering beneath me.
I am falling alone.
No, wait.
A shape is beside me.
Male.
No.
It cant be.
Its James!
Well you know, James my dead boyfriend...
In shock I ask him, "James? What are you doing here?"
He responds in his kind, warm voice. "Charlie." Static. "Listen to me."
I nodd.
"You." Static. "Will meet Marcus." Static. "Tommorrow, trust him." Satic." He is me." Then another long pause of static. "Recarnation." And with that he dissapears and another shape appears beside me.
The second shape is also male.
Blonde-brunette hair.
Sea blue eys, with a tint of green.
Golden tan skin.
Well built, I must say, muscualar.
"Trust me." He says.
Again I nodd.
"Ok." He says. "Very good. See you tomorrow at school."
I jolt up sittinng in my bed with a start.
What does all of this mean?
'See you tomorrow at school'?
This. Is. All. So. Strange.
"What is going on?" I whisper to myself, in the navy blue sky sparkling with stars.
"Very confusing."
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FantasyBonjour, je m'appelle Charlotte Heather-Rose Whitelock. Cammo sava? Sorry if you do not know French. Let me repeat it in English; Hello, my name is Charlotte Heather-Rose Whitelock. How are you? You may call me Charlie for short if you would like...
