Beyond The Field

Prologue

I had a dream once. That one day this world would come together in peace. Oh but how wrong that dream was. 

But the dreams I had felt so real as well, war was everywhere, people fighting people like animals. All I heard in these dreams was ' BANG, BANG, Bang *The falling bombs noise reached closer and closer*' the wars fought by men to become the savior, but only to end up dead. What kind of hero dies for nothing? The people I saw in my dreams had death written all over their faces before they even died, like they were robots set out in line, one down after the other. Like an arsenal of guns being fired in every direction only to hit the air or any man daring enough to step in front and take a shot, well not needed.

Yet the only reason I understood my dreams was because I was constantly fighting my own war every day of my life, only to get away when the gun fire cooled off readying itself for the next round. Like my parents yelling was the warning calls of the nuke alarms going off, telling you to run, run away before they drop the bombs. And school being a constant game of dodge ball dodging every punch or stone and even words thrown my way. You'd think id be dead soon enough, but I knew deep down someday this would all be over, or at lease less as bad as it is today.

I knew exactly what I wanted to do, but the only trouble in knowing is keeping it hidden, like somebody wouldn't agree with what you liked. Honestly it was easy to do that because I had no friends, neither did my family care about me. what was the point of making a friend when they could so easily become an enemy and betray you, or bother to argue with your family when they would only yell or smack me. People would just point and stare even laugh in my direction, teasing how lonely I am, how lonely I will always be, how I will never find my mate or feel compassion. Like they even knew what that was. But I knew if I wait long enough that I would fall right on top of him, and have to keep it all a secret, from everything in this world today.

How did I know I would fall in love? Because I had a dream about Him. I had the most amazing dream that I would fall right on top of him, and the moment I lay eyes on him I would know that he is the perfect one for me. When would it happen? That never came to mind, just a blurred vision of a silly dream of love. Maybe it would never happen. Maybe everybody was right about me. That I was a soulless freak. 'You never know till it happens' i always though that because it was the best dream iv ever had.

Now I started a new school when I was 17, I thought it would be a great fresh start and that id finally make friends. I loved every class I took and enjoyed every second I was there, learning so many new things about the world around me. I learned things about the most amazing poetry along with many artistic techniques. But when the bullying started I fell behind to afraid to raise my hand, just like in my dreams to afraid to make the shot before being knocked back with a deathly blow.

When ever recess or lunch came around id hide in a closet, or run out to the woods and sit by a tree not far from school. I only did that to avoid coming contact with the Barbie dolls that walk down the halls as if it were a cat-walk, or the jocks and 'heroes' of the footy team running down anything in their way. Running in times like those was all I could do to get away from them. And every day I ran I could tell that I wasn't the only one that did it to, I always felt like somebody wasn't far behind, but always far enough to never be seen. It felt like this person wanted to be near somebody just like them, but to afraid to show themselves, to scared to get hated on more.

In all of the worlds strangest people Id have to class myself as the oddest. not only because of my life, and the things I go thought day after day, but because of my personality, who I was behind the scared lost girl mask. This is my story of my life and the things that are around me, how I see the world and others. And how I fell head over heels in love with the most wonderful person of all.