²| DEAD OR ALIVE?
Something white, something full of lights, sparks and brightness kept circling around me like I was in a room full of white.
Am I dead? I wondered taking in my surrounding. A couple approached me sporting a sad smile on their faces. I immediately recognised them as my parents. My father appeared to be around his fifties but younger enough to hide the aging wrinkles with a face like that. He had eyes as blue as the ocean and if he was ever put in a room full of people I'm certain he'd stand out the most. His nose was pointy and sharp combined with a forming stubble on his face. I didn't forget to compare his features with mom when I shifted my eyes to hers, next. While my dad has a dark mane my mom's was brunette. So I'm one of those. Also with my father having ocean blue eyes, my mom had much calmer, warmer green orbs. Just one look at her face anyone would instantly settle their bad moods down to a good one. Any argument would come to an end upon seeing those eyes as they carried emotions full of comfort. Looking at those lips forming words anyone would turn to a good person. I'd be no daughter if I don't boast about my parents in a good way.
However a hatred thought crossed my mind. If my parents had such an effect how could anyone possibly kill them?
"Mom! Dad!" I cried reaching for them.
I tried getting up from my spot but was stopped by something or someone. This sudden invisible force grabbed me, taking me away from my parents. I looked at them confused as they watched me with a tight smile. I struggled my way back but the force kept coming at me. I asked for help but my parents kept watching me. What's wrong with them?
"Mom, dad can't you remember me? I am your daughter. Can't you see me? Help me! Someone's trying to kill me.'' My tears flowed helplessly down my cheeks.
Mom stepped closer to me and caressed my face lovingly before wiping my tears away. "We do remember you, Nora. You are our precious little daughter." There was pride in her tone when she spoke of me.
"Nora you have to wake up now, sweetheart," my father said with worry etching on his face.
He continued,"Don't ever give up on your fate. We are sorry this happened to you. We are sorry we had to leave you behind like this. Try to work it all out; one way or another you will." His smile didn't falter but didn't reach his eyes as well. It wasn't a genuine smile but a smile of reassurance."But-" I was cut off when the force pulled at me.
"No I can't leave like this! I need answers. What happened to me? Why can't I remember anything? Were you guys involved in something? Who killed you? Please! Say something," I fought against the force and kept begging for answers but it was too late for my parents were gone. The last thing I heard was my mother's concerned voice saying, "Trust no one."
"Mom! Dad!" I shouted, reaching out for them but it was too late and suddenly all the white lights around me dimmed but the colours resurfaced so I slowly cracked my eyes open. I was back at the beach lying down in the same place I first found myself at. Did I faint?
I groaned as a series of pain started kicking in: my head was pounding like I was being hammered on top and my body felt weaker than the first time. It's like I visited hell and back carrying all the agonising pain and torture with me.
My parents. Was it in my head? No it can't be. I shook my head furiously regardless of the pounding headache.
Nora. A voice echoed in my head. Is that my name?
I buried my face in my hands as I sobbed louder. Why am I to not give up on this life when I can't remember a single detail about it giving me no purpose worth living?
"No," I yelled angrily and my voice muffled as more tears welled up in my eyes.
Why was my dad apologising that this happened to me?
"God!" I yelled again thrashing myself around pulling out my hair in frustration. "I want to remember."
I felt as if I'm loosing myself from top to bottom. I will go crazy if I spend a second thinking about my own self. I can't keep doing this. I closed my eyes as a warm breeze tickled my skin making me shiver.
You can't A voice spoke out of the thin air making me furious.
"I can't what?" I snapped letting out my wrath.
Don't ever give up on your fate, sweetheart. My father's last few words rang in my head.
"Nooo!" I fell back and drifted off...

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Mysterious Chime (Book #1)
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