My name is Chelsea May. I am 19. I am a girl; Just a girl in a world of mixed emotions. I have only 2 real friends. Beccy and Georgina. I live a life of peace and dreams. Angels and demons fill my soul like any other person. I guess I could describe myself as perfectly imperfect. I was born in Australia and I travelled around it for 7 years of my life. I guess you could say I got the travelling bug. I always dreamed of living in America for a few years. I love experiencing new things and facing my demons in different ways. I think I’m most like Ty. Shy but not shy. That person that can be either talkative, or dead silent. That person that can be just as entertaining as anyone else, but in my own way. I have my own way of approaching life, but I don’t care if I’m judged. I could describe myself as only one word. Awkward. It’s just how I feel I guess. Awkward. Like everything In my life. That’s just me. I’m just me, and I’m Human.
I click on the submit button and close my laptop. I’m exaughsted. I turn off my computer and roll over into bed, slipping into a deep sleep.
-Dream-
I’m walking down a road, it felt familiar but at the same time, I did not know where I was. My feet carried me to a large white house. A mansion? I walked inside to be greeted by dead silence. My fingers played with a silver ring on my left hand. Was I Engaged? Married? What is that ring doing there? My feet, again, had a mind of their own as I walked into a computer room set up with heaps of recording equipment. I grabbed a piece of paper and a sharpie. In excessively pretty, cursive writing I wrote something unrecognisable on the page and slid the ring off my finger. I placed the ring on the page and grabbed my suitcase by the door. I walked off out the door with my suitcase trailing behind me. I put it in the car and drove down the road.
-End Dream-
I woke up very startled and confused. What the hell was that about? Where was I and what the fuck did I write on that piece of paper?
(A/N Sorry im not sorry. To figure out the dream you have to read the sequel which is coming soon. It will all make sense I promise <3)
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