"Cici, sweetheart wake up." I heard my mom's soft voice. She sounded so close but at the same time her voice was so faint. "Mom? Is that you?" I tried to get closer to her but I couldn't make my legs work. "Honey, everything will be okay. Don't be scared." It was my dad this time. "Dad, where are you? Where's mom?" I didn't hear an answer and started crying. There was a field of flowers and in the middle was where I stood but the flowers around me died.
A beautiful girl was walking up to me but I couldn't see her face since she was so far away. She was wearing a white dress and it flowed like water as she walked. Her hair was long and curled down her back and there were daisies in her hair. The closer she came I saw that it was Kylie. She looked like an angel and I wanted her to come save me, but she stopped.
I heard a sound from behind me. If I could've, I would've screamed when I saw that someone was standing right behind me. Her eyes were ocean blue, her hair short and blonde. I stared at her lips and realized it was Stacey. "Come with me," she whispered, "I can save you." I looked over to where Kylie had been. She stood there, sad and still, but didn't say anything. Her eyes seemed to plead with me not to go with Stacey.
"Ciara, you can't have both, you need to choose one before you lose them both." Both of my parents appeared in front of me. Tears filled my eyes and poured over. "How do I know how to choose?" The image of my parents was fading, but I heard the faint voice from my father say "love."
I woke up in tears. The voices of my parents played repeatedly in my mind. "What was that about?" I said it aloud and my voice echoed back to me. Looking at the clock, I sighed. There was an hour until I had to get ready for school, but I couldn't go back to sleep. Opening my laptop, I read over my past documents of dreams. I gasped noticing that I'd been having more dreams of Kylie and Stacey lately.
Stacey and Kylie haven't left my mind. I'm not sure what it is about either one of them but I can't seem to stop thinking about them. I thought I was over Stacey, and I was until she told me she loved me again. When she said it, I could tell she meant it, but love doesn't exist. Right? How can love possibly exist? You aren't supposed to hurt anyone you love. I may not know anything about love or maybe I do, but I'm pretty sure it isn't used how it's supposed to be. Now I'm just confused. I don't know what to do and I have no idea how I feel about Stacey. My emotions are just all over the place and I can't focus on anything.
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An hour later I had written 6 pages of my thoughts. It was more than I'd written in a while. I really had no idea what to do but I came to the resolution that I was going to talk to both of them. After a shower and curling my hair, I was ready for school. A lot of people stared at me as I walked and a couple of guys offered to give me a ride but I rejected them. As stated before, I don't do cars.
Stacey was waiting for me at my locker when I got to school. "Hey, can we talk," she asked me. Her voice was so quiet I could barely hear her. I nodded, "after school Stacey. I have to go to class." Without even getting my books from my locker, I walked off to class. I didn't look back at her although I was tempted to.
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The Girl That Changed Everything
Teen FictionCiara is a what some people would call an outcast but conflict between her love for her ex girlfriend and the girl she has a crush on leads her through a string of troubles.