I dig through my closet looking for any old notebooks I never used, my box of pencils, pens, erasers, etc...., My black jansport backpack and my binder. My closet is dark and crowded. The clothes are suffocating me, making my stuff harder to find. But on my search, I stop short and find myself staring at her. Nicole is in my closet, in a huddling position. Her long black curly hair covering her face buried in her knees. She was right there, looking up and smiing at me. "You're hallucinating." She reaches her arms out to me. My heart is shaking. I cant believe she's here. "I'm not really here my dear." Her quiet voice ringing in my ear, like the sound of dead silence. It didn't sound real. It wasn't real. I shut my eyes tight and Her light brown eyes smile up at me.
"You found me. About time" She spoke again. I can hear her voice. Her soft, quit voice. She stands up and floats past me. Looking at me one last time before she walks out the closet. I say a million things, but no word really comes out.
"Just pretend I was never here, 'cuz I really never was Jeon Lee" she giggles and walks out the front door, shutting me in my closet. I stumble through the dark and find myself backed up against a wall, on a pile of clothes. Then all I remember is how the darkness of my closet is like the darkness in my mind, it seems so empty, yet its full of Nicole. The pile of clothes and the darkness remind me off the nights we spent together and the sheets we shared. All I remember is black.
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The Fact
Romance"Since i cant be with you in real life, i will write fiction in fiction. I must bury the reality with my words, my pages. You can not escape my pages filled with my words. I will make your presence a fact." Jeon Lee just got out of a relationship. B...
