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“I wish you wouldn’t wander in the woods, I don’t want you getting lost” I heard the voice, it spoke softly, calm and gentle, I was back in the woods, looking down at myself I saw that I was wearing what I would normally wear to bed, I pinched myself and got a shock when it actually hurt.
I felt a hand on my lower back but when I turned around no one was there and the touch had gone as soon as I’d moved my head
“Who are you?” I asked in a vain attempt to get some answers
“You’ll find out in time, be patient and I’ll reveal myself when you are ready, not now though and not here, you’re dreams are not where I wish you too meet me” the voice was soothing
“But how can I be asleep when I pinched myself and it hurt?” I asked
“I can only enter your dream’s when you are not asleep but not awake, your mind has to be concise but not fully awake for me to be able to enter” the voice started to fade “there is something you must hear, pretend that you are still asleep or you wont be able to hear what they are talking about” that was the strangest goodbye I could have got from them.
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I did as the voice told me, I knew I was awake as I cracked my eye’s open I saw my room, but I immediately shut them again when I saw that my mum and dad where in my room
“When are we going to tell her?” mum asked, I was having to strain to hear her voice as she was whispering, *what are they doing in my room at god knows what hour in the morning* I thought to myself
“When we have to” dad said, he was talking just as quietly as mum
“We have to do it soon, if there’s any chance what so ever that she will change then we have to tell her and prepare her for it” mum hand a worried note in her voice as she spoke “she’s our only child, you know she’s the only child I have, I don’t want to lose her, not like my sister lost her child” mum never talked about her sister’s child, my cousin died of a disease that my mum would never go into detail about, she loved her nephew and was heart broken when he passed away, he was older than me, when I thought about it he was the age I am now when he passed away.
“I’ll call my brother and have him flown out here if it will help, he knows more about this than I do, as he has been through the change he may be able to help her through it, if it happens, it might not though” dad was agitated I could tell by the way he was straining his voice, he didn’t like his brother, I never got to know why, he would always clam up when ever I asked about his side of the family, I rarely got to see my grandma and granddad, dad seemed to think that they may say something to upset me, which I never understood as my grandparents were always really nice to me
“that would be for the best, call him now and tell him the situation, we’ll tell her in the morning if he’s coming” mum’s voice was growing weaker and I knew that they where leaving my room, I heard the click of my door shutting and waited a few moments before I sat up and looked around.
What was it that they where talking about, the change....I’d already been through puberty so it couldn’t be that, I was confused and anxious, it took me a while to drift back off to sleep, when I did there was light already creeping in through my curtains.
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Taylor - stripes and shadows (lesbian) [on hold]
FantasyTaylors your average queer teen, her and her family have just moved due to her dads new job, she's settling into school nicely, until she starts getting unwanted visitors in her dream or are they actually dreams? everything she though she knew about...