Everything felt funny and there were so many voices. They were beautiful and some of them sang. I didn't know what they were singing but it sounded so nice. Everything was nice.
I didn't remember being in a meadow. Where exactly had I been? It didn't matter anymore. I felt like I was home and I didn't want to leave the place. Different colored flowers decorated the wide space and the tall grass was so green it took my breath away.
The voices around me were calling to me. They didn't say my name but it was like they wanted me to go to them. I didn't exactly know who they were, but I felt like I would be safe. It was okay for me to go to them.
I looked around and saw a small stream with an arched pathway across. I couldn't see what was on the other side. It was too foggy and a bright light was blocking my view. Somehow I knew that it was where I needed to go. I felt excited to see what was on the other side.
I took my time walking over. I enjoyed the small breeze that brushed against my skin. Why hadn't I been to this place before? It was the coolest thing ever.
Blaire...
I paused and turned around. I heard my name being called but I was alone. The voice that called out my name wasn't like the others. It was familiar but I couldn't remember who bit belonged to.
The singing grew louder and it caught my attention again. I started walking again. When I reached the small bridge I paused. On the other side I could see shadows moving on the other side of the light. I wanted to go there so badly.
Blaire...
Again the same voice called to me. I was getting annoyed that someone was interrupting me. I kept looking around but no one was in sight. I must have been imagining it.
I shook my head trying to forget about it. I placed my hand on the stone railing and it felt warm and I felt butterflies of excitement in my stomach. I took a step on the bridge-
BLAIRE!
I felt like something had slammed into me. It hit my chest so hard that I went flying back. I was falling down to the ground again as I screamed.
Falling...
Falling...
Falling...
"Blaire, please wake up!"
I could feel someone gripping my shoulders and shaking me. I opened my eyes to see my mom leaning over me. When I looked at her she sighed and crushed me to her. She was crying hysterically and telling me that everything was okay.
When she pulled away I looked around and finally remembered what had happened. I remember falling and hitting my head. I was probably knocked out cold.
When I moved up to sit on my own I felt how much my entire body hurt. There was a throbbing at the back of my head. What did I even hit it on?
"Are you okay, Blaire?" My mom asked frantically. "Look at me! Tell me if you're okay!"
I grimaced. "Stop yelling, please. My head is killing me."
She sighed and hugged me so tight again that it was hard to breathe. It was annoying how she was making such a big deal about it.
"I'll get a rope from my car and I'll help you guys up." Cole said.
I looked up and saw him through a giant hole on top. He soon disappears and only Camille, Freya, and Aunt Alina stayed. They all looked like someone had scared the living daylights out of them. It was actually quite comical and I would have laughed if my body wasn't in pain.
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Revival
FantasíaMy name is Blaire Augustine. I never believed in witches and magic. Everything changed the day I died.