The memory of that day blew in my head. A sonic purple force hit my body as the realization smacked me in the face. I was kidnapped... I was gone... I remember now. It was suppressed.
I looked at my hands and they were white. Visible or see through. I could see through my hands. I wasn't alive anymore. I remembered... I died.
2 years ago...
Why am I back?
What am I now?
I looked down and I saw buildings. My home town.... The shop where I was with Bib before that night...
Why was this showing?
"Welcome," Said a sooth voice. I quickly turned my head around.
"I'm- I'm dead..." I stuttered the words out.
A mist controlled the voice that was talking... "I'm sorry.."
"Why am I back...?"
"he doesn't remember you... he forgotten about you," The voice said.
"Who-who? Ashton?" I asked quickly said out of concern. He can't... I love him... no.. Ashton....
"He forgot...," The mist started to decay," Save her..."
I tried moving forward toward the mist, "What? Save who?"
The mist was disappearing. The mist would be gone soon. No...
"Save her..." The mist's last words echoed through my mind. I ran into where the mist appeared.
"No, no, no no.... Come Back!" I screamed. "Save who?" I cried.
Was I really forgotten?
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Life After Me (On hold)
Mystery / ThrillerThis place seems different, tighter, stranger, colder. I guess that's what happens when you been gone for so long. People stopped searching and discussing about what happened,years ago. They just stopped. Am I not important anymore? Why isn't there...
