A Never Ending Dream

Chapter Two

Chapter Two : White Lights

 

I faced the mirror in the bathroom that was coated in dust. Shirtless, I watched myself stare back at me into my dark brown eyes. Slowly turning around to see the damage that my Pa had done. There was nothing but the presents of scars on my dark skin. Gently, not wanting to make it hurt any more than what it already had, I followed the gashes with my fingertips, almost tearing at the pain. Then I stopped.

   I'm wasting time. I need to get out of this house.

   Where would I go? I have never been anywhere further then the end of the rocky lane. I know. I'll go past the barn deeper into the grayness, far away. Right now, during this cold, cold morning.

   I slid my shirt, ripped from the beating I had just recieved, onto my back slowly, glanced at myself in the mirror one last time, and started off out of the bathroom.

   I was moving quickly now, Running through all the rooms in the house looking for something, anything, that would help me survive out there. I grabbed a wool black cloak and a coffee brown messenger bag, two things that my Pa wouldn't ever dare let me touch. I didn't care about him, or any of his rules now. Not anymore.

   I had many things packed in the bag already. From my journal and pens to hard bread sticks, tha tasted like dirt. Still there was something missing. I didn't know what would be out there. I needed something to protect me if something or someone posed a threat. I ran down to the stairwell into the kitchen.

   I grabbed two of the sharpest knives I could find in the cupboard, and then, glistening from the corner of my eye, something grabbed my attention. It was the jars. I neard the table with the jars, some still empty and some still full of milk. I grabbed an empty jar and filled it with torn rags from the kitchen counter, and covered it with green cloth that I seen on the table. I placed the jar in my bag, The cloth and rags were for protection if the jar would ever drop.

   I wanted to keep one of the jars. So I would have something to remeber my mom by. Not that I ever really knew her. I mused for a moment about my mom, and how I used to see her out in the fields. I would stare at the scarecrow in the crops, and believe that it was my mom wearing a beautiful gown dancing and singing to the birds around her. But every now and then, I woukd grab hold of the certainty of it all and I'd know, that that wasn't my mom. It was a scarecrow that was torn to shreds by crows. I hated the fact that she was gone.

   I grabbed another jar, and out of a burst of anger and revenge, I threw it at the kitchen wall. I heard the sound of every falling piece of shattered glass hit the wooden floor. I grabbed another and did the same. Then another, and another, until they were all gone. I stared at the shattered glass on the floor, and unmindfuly heard a heavy thump, that jolted my body, and knocked me out of my fixed stare on the glass.

   Oh God, where is Pa?

   Through all of the anger, I was foolish. I never even thought that Pa could be right around the corner of anyone of the doors. The thought scared me. I bolted for the door, this time making it outside. The coldness shocked me. I took out the black cloak and covered myself.

   I ran into the barn, looking for Bell. If she were going to die soon, she would die next to me. Her friend. I pet the tan cow, and whispered in her ear.

   "Hey Bell. Its me, Clover. Wer'e going to go now, ok?" I fixed the rope around her and pulled her out of the barn. "Come now Bell, hurry, we got to go now."

 

   She let out a loud cry that added to my fear. I looked behind me and there he was. Pa was starring me dead in my eyes from the door of the barn.

   "Clover, where you going? Ain't it time for you to pour me another glass of milk." He said with his sinister grin mocking me.

   I quickly jumped on Bell's back, "I'm leaving Pa"

   "Where you gonna go. You don't know a thing about this world son." He said "You know what, go. Go! You wont last a day. I'll be seeing you later, and when you do come back, be prepared, Clover."

   He walked out of the barn down the lane disappearing into the fog back home. I wasn't coming back. I knew that for sure. I kicked the sides of Bell and she started on out into the fields of grass. She carried me wherever she wanted, I didn't mind. If I didn't know where to go, I knew Bell would. I would let her out of the barn to graze sometimes, I never knew where she went but she stayed out for a long time. She always came back though.

   As Bell kept walking throughd the fields. She rocked me back and forth on her back. I fell asleep, with Bell holding my future presence in her hands.

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   I gulped for air as I awoke from a nightmare. Pa was in the dream.

   What!?

   Where am I? I was laying down on a mossy flat stone, that's moss looked like a navy bue. I was out somewhwere in a field of grass. I couldn't see far, there was more fog here then I had ever seen in my fifteen years of life on the farm. All there was, was green grass and gray mist. I got up from the rock and tried looking out further, just to see if I could still seee home from here. Nope. I couldn't see a thing but fog. Twriling around in circles, trying to make something out of it all, and I saw Bell's shape through the murk. What a relief that was. I thought I lost her. I got up and walked toward Bell.

   "Hey Bell" I said as I began approaching her.

   I got closer, and closer, and closer to Bell, until I just stoppped. That was not Bell. That was some women sitting on the back of an animal looking into my eyes. I was frozen. She hopped of of her beast and pointed at me.

"Get him!" she ordered.

   Tiny pricks of fear stabbed my back all over. My eyes grew big and I sprinted the other way. Running for my life.

   After I had covered a lot of ground I turned around to see if the thing had been following me. My fear had pacified, whatever it was out there it dissapeared into the fog. If that wasn't Bell then where was she?

   "Bell, come here Bell!" I yelled.

Nohing. I called for her again and still nothing happened. Suddenly I heard something.

   "Bzzzzzz!"

   "What was that buzzing noise?" I thought.

   Then out of nowhere luminous lights of white, burst through the gray misty air rushing all around me. The buzzing grew louder, until I finally couldn't handle it. I fell to my knees making a wild commotin swinging my hands all around.

   "Make it stop!" I screamed.

   The buzzing completely stopped. Now, covered by my  cloak lying on the ground I wondered what this noise was. I uncovered my eyes and looked up to find bright white lights floating in the air. I starred deep into the lights, and what I saw was something I couldn't believe.

   "Fairies?"

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