~Marisa~Eh? Why is every thing so white?
I appeared in a white surrounding, the ground was soft and I was wearing a plain white dress.
I looked around, no one appeared to be here........
Suddenly a silhouette appeared. As the person came into view I nearly cried.
Anna?
I ran to her and hugged her. She smiled and patted my head.
"How's life?" She asked chuckling. I looked up to her, unsure whether to answer.
"It's great," I said.
She laughed, it was nice, but I thought Anna had passed.
"Anna, I watched you.......you...." I stammered.
"Die?" She answered sighing but then regaining her smile.
"That's true, I'm just a subconscious memory," she said looking into the white looking distance.
A needle went into my heart. "So, you're not real?" I asked.
She made a half confused expression, "I am real and not real at the same time." She said scratching her head.
What?
"But any way that's not the point, would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea?" She asked waving her hands, a table and two chairs materialised out if the air. On the table sat a tea pot, 2 cups and a bowl of sugar.
"We can talk about what's happening," she smiled as she sat down.
But something was nagging in my mind. What happened really?
How did I end up here?
"Uh, how did I end up here?" I asked trying to remember.
"I dunno kiddo, either way you have came here for a reason." Anna said pouring the hit teat into each cup.
I sat down, shaken .
"So...Marisa, how is everything going?"
"F-fine,"
"Ahhaha well this place is great, it's been very blank with out you though,"
"Really?"
"Yeh,"
Silence occurred for a few seconds.
"It's great isn't it? Just the two of us here, enjoying every thing for the rest of our lives." Anna sighed happily as she slurped her tea loudly like she used to.
Yes, me and Anna, together...
Memories flooded back of us. It nearly overwhelmed me.
My sister was here, in front of me. She was right here, physically? I could even touch and smell her scent(no creep).
This was too good to be true.
And it was.As I was in a trance something came to my mind all of a sudden.
A man's face lingered in the back of my head, it was blurry and faint but I could make up scruffy black hair. Before I knew it the image was getting more clearer by the secondThere was a unknown red thing on his face, but it was too murky to distinguish until I found out it was blood.
Marx.
That's right, he saved me. He promised my late sister that'd I'd be carried to safety. Her sacrifice.
Kodia...
Every one is waiting for me in wall rose.
"What's wrong?" Anna asked eyeing me.
"Ah, nothing, just thought of something..." I said looking at the ground.
But there was something.......I just can't seem to remember...
I stood up from my chair. Anna looked puzzled.
"No, I'm sorry.....but I have to go," I stammered, the words struggling to get out.
"But you wanted to stay with me right?" She asked hesitantly.
I looked at her with my eyes filled with tears. "I'm sorry! But my friends are waiting for me!" I shouted.
"Anna you have passed away, but I will always remember you as my sister, I will always love you, but my friends and the citizens are the most important things right now," I said.
For a moment, her eyes were filled with sadness, but she smiled and leant back.
"Aha, I knew it would end like this..." She sighed.
I looked onto the ground.
"Will I ever see you again?" I asked as the surroundings around me started to fade.
"Maybe, but I'll always be waiting, so you better be back, kiddo," she chuckled as she started to fade away.
"Thank you," I whispered as my vision faded to white.
I bolted right up from bed in an instant and nearly took Kodia out. She fell backwards and rubbed her forehead.
"Ahh Marisa what are you doing do you really want me to lose more brain cells than I could ever have??"--------------------
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