You Are What Your Name Is

Chapter 4

Hey! I recieved another three votes! Not the five I was looking for but nah I don't really want to do that. Vote by your own free will if you like it. Good news! I have drawn a picture like I said I would, and I think it's pretty good for me lol. Bad news! I haven't a clue how to work our new scanner, nor does my father :'( I will find a way, I just hope I don't break the scanner in the process, don't think that'd go over too well with my parents... Also I wanted to colour my picture! But that kinda ruined it....

Just to let you know my little brother has been using my laptop playing some game called 'Rollblox' or something like that, screwing up my laptop, which is already a piece of shit by the way... so it has been moving kinda slow, and sometimes it doesn't let me go on wattpad :c

Anyways I try to write as often as I can, i'm just laying in bed at night when all of a sudden BAM, I have another idea, so I jump up and write it down on a notepad.

That's enough ranting from me, here's the chapter four!

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I'd completely lost it. Running, stumbling, tripping through the woods. Calling for Summer hysterically. If only I could get to her before nightfall, which was approaching unnaturally fast. Before I knew it, I was in the dark. Next thing I knew, I was staring into Summer's one blue and one green eyes. I pulled her into a hug.

"Oh Summer!" I sobbed.

"Did you come her to save me?" She asked in no more than a whisper.

I pulled back and was now looking into matching eyes. Blood red matching eyes.

"Because it's too late." She murmured pulling me back into the hug, but instead swept aside my hair and bit deep into my shoulder.

I awoke with a start, bolting upright. Panting, sweating, the usual after having a nightmare. It was just a dream, just a dream... I repeatedly told my self.

'Or was it?" my wise ancient self asked. It was becoming nuisance lately, questioning everything I did. I wonder if Summer's disappearance has anything to do with my little voices frequent appearance.

'What if it's a prophetic dream?' it whispered to me.

I pondered this, instead of brushing it off like I normally would have done. Maybe I ought to start listening to it, it seemed to know more than I did.

'Ya think?' So my voice was sarcastic. How strange.

'Well then voice. Wanna tell me what the hell your doing in my mind?' I decided I'd like to know more about it.

'I am your mind. We share the same soul. The only thing is, I lived a few thousand years ago. You're the first one who can actually hear me." It paused. "That's all you need to know... I'm just here to give you advice..." It trailed off.

So, I'm giving myself advice. I guess without Summer I really am going crazy. I looked at the time; 3:45. Yup, crazy. Only crazy people wake up this early during summer vacation.

I fell back to sleep, my voice singing me a lullaby in a foreign language. I laughed and told it to shut up, and drifted off to sleep before it had a chance.

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I yawned. I looked at the clock. It was 10:30. Now that's more like it, I thought sleepily.

Today was Wednesday, August sixth. The annual celebration of the St. John's Regatta was today, the 192nd to be exact. It was also a week from the day Summer was declared missing. Thinking of how she would have loved to go watch the rowing races, I hauled myself out of bed. I would go check it out, just for her. I grabbed a pair of knee length shorts and a layered two tank tops, white and purple. I jumped in the shower of my ensuite (I live in a large 3 story house, my parents are technically rich) and took a long, ten minute shower. The scalding heat raised my blood pressure but calmed my nerves.