The forgotten story

chapter 1

here is a picture of Alias when she's the age she is, 14. for some reason I'm making her dye her hair when she grows up>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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Alias P.O.V

"Jack?" i called. i was so scared. i didn't want to fall. i didn't want to fall. i didn't want to fall. but jack would save me, right?

Right?

Suddenly i wasn't scared of falling. i was scared of Jack falling. but he couln't fall. He as the hero in the story. i couldn't fall. he couldn't.

The sharp crack of ice. the fear in his eyes as he looked at me. then he fell. because of me. he fell. A yelp escaped his lips as the ice cracked, plunging him into the dark water the lurked below. the water splashed up against the ice. it was silent except the cold wind the flopping of the water. his figure seemed to be struggling then all was still. he was still. just a white figure floating deeper and deeper into the water. just like that he was gone. forever.

"Jack?" i whispered.

Silence

"Jack!" i screamed. he couldn't leave me out here. alone. he had to save me! he had to! what was i going to do without Jack.

"please!" i begged "please don't leave me!"

no matter what i did his white figure seemed to fade underneath the ice. he got smaller and smaller and smaller. he was gone.

"JJJAAAAACCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!".................................................................

Gasping i woke up in my cold room. i couldn't breath. i tugged at my sheets trying to get air in my lungs. 

My breaths seemed to come out quicker and more chocked.

my room was dark. i couldn't see. i couldn't see anything. i was so scared. why couldn't Jack save me? Where was he?

Dead.

Soon i couldn't breath at all. i was going to suffocate. i was going to die like Jack.

"shhh" the whisper of the wind seemed to seep into my room and rest upon me like a blanket. hhh

the weight of it all seemed to lift off me. i opened my eyes to find myself face to face with my pillow which seemed to be pressed tightly to my face.

i lifted my self up slowly and looked around my room. it was illuminated by the moon the pooled into my window.

it was chilly in my room and the blankets rapped tightly around me from tossing around in my sleep.

my cheeks were wet and my eyes and throat hurt a bit but i just ignored them as i crawled out of bed towards the window. 

the ground was cold against my feet. i wanted to curl up in a ball back in my bed where it was warm and safe but first i had to say hi to my oldest friend,

"hello." i whispered, my voice cutting through the silence that nestled through the room.

the moon didn't reply which you can guess but i still smiled up at it.

"have you come with news about jack? how is he? is there any more stories to tell?" i asked, almost too eagerly. 

the moon remained silent in the dark night. it's light guiding the world in calm peace.

i felt so tired. my eyes seemed to be fighting my eye lids and my body felt heavy. i knew what was happening. sometimes the moon did this when i needed it most through my depression. it sent  me to a deep sleep with help of the sand man.

little do people know. the Sand man is the one with the secrets. he knew about me. about that i was Jacks sister and i knew all about Jack. he couln't tell jack this though, even if he wanted to. 

Sighing i dragged my feet back to my bed and fell onto it. 

my vision was starting to become blurry as the wight of sleep seemed to seep into my mind. 

a gold light came into my room and i recognized it as the Sand Man and a smile danced across my lips. 

the Sand Man rested my ragged blanket on top of me as he sprinkled his Golden dust upon my body. 

i fell asleep to the presence of the moon and the Sand Man and for a split second, just a tiny bit, i finally felt whole and at peace. i finally felt loved.

that peace was soon ruined in my sleep by the sharp sound of my alarm in the morning, telling me it was time to get up. groaning i rolled over and turned it off. my body still felt so heavy and sleepy but i knew i had to get up and go to hell. and by hell i ment school. so much for that feeling loved since that wont last long. 

I got up and wiped my face to come face to face with my dimly lite room.

god, why cant i just go back to sleep?!

standing up, i sighed and went to go get dressed and knew that somehow this day would get so much more worse. i had to wonder what kind of torture my classmates had for me today. maybe i would find something in my locker. or maybe I'm going to sit on a pin or get called names. maybe they'll even beat me up. 

i wish i had the moon with me today. if i had the moon, then maybe i would finally stand up to them or i would be stronger and wouldn't be as afraid. but couldn't have the moon. nope. not at all. but still. somewhere deep inside me, i couldn't help but think, "maybe if i had the moon with me, i wouldn't feel so alone." 

i laughed at myself. at my stupidity. why wouldn't i ever think such a thing when that would never happen. 

i shook my head at myself and looked around at my run down House. 

nope, that was never going to happen.

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hello, sorry if that was short. i wasn't sure what to write. sometimes the beginnings are the hardest for me but whatever. tell me what you think, vote, comment, be awesome. yes, make sure to be extra awesome today. i will update soon when i get enough views or whatever. :)

hope you have a wonderful day full of cats.

(oh, and sorry if the picture doesn't work, I'm having technical difficulties.)

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