angelsXdemons

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH……..” I screamed. It was 3:00 in the morning when I found myself waking from the same dream. Actually it wasn’t just a dream. It was a fragmented memory from when I was 4 years old.

Why do I keep having that same dream every night? Why can’t I just forget about that day – that unrealistic day?.... Was it because of HIM!?.

My name is Yvette Mirage la Fountainne. 12 years ago I almost died because of my own stupidity and curiosity, but thankfully I was saved by a strange boy that I didn’t know would change my life forever.

(12 years ago)

Being the heiress of one of the most riches company in England was not as easy as you thought it would be. Both my parents died in a tragic car incident when I was just 2 years old, leaving the entire company in my hands.

And since a mere 2 years old cannot take hold of the entire company, my aunt Matilda manage it for me just until I reached the age of 18.

Life for me was boring. Unlike other children I was raised in high society. Playing silly games and having fun was not in my agenda. I would sometimes look out from my window and watch as children of my age enjoy life as they please.

I envy such children. Having no nannies tell them what to do, having no one lecture them about lady manners and proper grammar every single day. They just simply have fun.

There was nothing to do in the mansion so I decided to take a stroll down the beach alone – trust me it was hard finding a way to get rid of 15 bodyguards following you around where ever you go.

While I dazed at the scenery, something caught my eye. On the other side of the beach lies a cliff. It was said to be haunted, that at night people would sometimes spot dark shadows on that same cliff. ‘Strange… I don’t remember seeing a rundown beach house on that cliff’.

Despite knowing about the rumors going around about that cliff, I still decided to go up there. My heart was pounding along the way. What if there are ghost up there… What if they decide to eat me up? I closed my eyes as I approached near the beach house.

THUMP…THUMP…THUMP

I slowly opened my eyes… Suddenly, I found myself staring in astonishment. What I saw was a neither ghost nor scary shadows, it was more like a majestic scenery of the ocean. Up there I saw majestic bows of colors, beneath it was a crystal clear sea shimmering like diamonds.

It was one of the most beautiful sceneries I have ever seen in my 4 years of existence in this world. It was simply magical.

I went to take a step forward to be able to enjoy the scenery once more. I may have tripped along the way since last thing I remember I was falling to my death.

I am about 23 feet off the ground. ‘Well this is it.’ I wondered. ‘I guess I’ll never be able to have that pony I’ve always wanted to have.’

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Wait… How come I’m still alive!?.

It was only a matter of minutes when I realized that someone was holding my hand keeping me from falling to an unplanned death. Once I was pulled up, I fell into my knees.