A Little Lost

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Chapter 1: Good Morning

The sun was shining bright as I opened my eyes. I sat up and found myself in a meadow. There were flowers spread about in a array of colors. The wind blew and tossed my hair aside. I stood and found myself in a white dress. As I looked around I noticed a gap between the trees. I began walking till I reach them. Only did I see a ledge not far from me. That's when I heard the giggle of a girl. I turned around and saw no one. Then a line of black danced across my vision and I looked back to the ledge. There was a girl around 4 or 5 and she had long black hair. Her eyes were bright blue and her cheeks were pink as though she had been running around. I walk towards her and she waited till I was close enough to turn and run towards the edge of the cliff. I tried to scream no but no sound came out. Then I felt like I had just drank a cup of molten lava. I tried getting close but my energy was drained. Then she fell off the edge of the cliff. I ran and jumped off after her. I grabbed her and pressed her to myself as I prepared to hit the ground. I closed my eyes. Waiting for death. I awoke with a jolt. My throat still burning but the feeling began to fade while the dream of last night vanishing, as I was rolling over I looked at the clock. It was 5:45 A.M. There was only 15 minutes of extra sleep. I contemplated it for a moment before I sat up and the covers pooled around my waist. The air was cold and I let out a shiver. I rubbed my eyes and pulled the covers off. I put my feet on the ground. It felt like ice. I shivered once more than I shook it off and stood up. I walked over to my closet to pick what I'm going to wear for the day. I walked into the bathroom with my clothes in my arms. I grabbed my cup off the sink and turned on the faucet. I filled my cup up a bit and took a drink. Only to spit it back out.
"Ew." I said and grabbed my toothbrush and the toothpaste. I started brushing my teeth and turned on the shower.

It was just turning 6 when I got finished with my shower. I walked out of my room and shut the door. I called down the hall.

" It's 6!!! Get up!!!"

I heard everyone's usual groan and then Rose called back down the hall

" IT'S 6!!! I AM LAYING HERE TILL 6:30!!!"

I laughed and turned to the stairs. I walked down them noticing how dark it was in the hallway leading to the kitchen. I stood at the top of the stairs staring down. I noticed movement at the bottom near the open front door. Open? I bolted it last night at 10. I went tense all over. I slowly crept down the stairs.

" Hello?" I called not sure what I was expecting to find. Then I was thrown down the stairs. My head bounced off of the floor and I felt a searing pain shoot through my skull. I jumped back up and felt a pain throb through my head. I felt something lunged and I jumped back barely missing its claws. It scratched my arm and I screamed. The blood exploded from my cut as if it was looking for a way out. I looked to the stairs and bolted halfway up them. Then I felt a claw grab my leg and tear down. I pulled free and scrabbled up the rest of the stairs the fastest I could. The world seemed to slow down until I reached the top of the stairs when Richard got there. He grabbed the beast and threw it over the stairs. Well tried too. It was too big. It crashed against the stair well. The beast stood up and shook its self. It lunged again and Richard caught it and threw it down the stairs. We heard snaps as it fell down the remainder of the stairs. I felt something. It was telling me to go to the creature. I stood up best I could and started to walk back down the stairs. Richard grabbed my arm and demanded

" What are you doing?! Get up here!!"

" No!! I have to-" I didn't even finish. I pulled my arm from his grasp and ran down the stairs. I stopped dead. There was a man on the floor with his neck bent at an awkward angle. He looked tall and had brown hair. He was only wearing pants. The worst part is he looked familiar and he wasn't moving. I paused when I saw the mans face.

" Dad?"

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