Memory
The retention of information over time for the purpose of influencing future action.
I opened my eyes to the bright sun. I was at a park. Mom was sitting on a bench with baby Sieory on her lap, and Dad was ordering some ice cream. The sound of kids laughing and screaming filled my ears. A bright yellow bike was next to me. I picked it up and parked it next to a tree near mom's bench. I ran toward the playground, I didn't know what I was doing but did it anyway. I got on the floor and crawled under the playset there were kids running on the floor above me but I ignored them sitting under the slide.
Not moments later did another kid sit next to me. He looked at me gasping for air and putting a finger to his mouth signaling to stay quiet. I nodded. He was wearing an orange cap with Pokemon pins and such. He had a big red sweater, black hair, and mocha-colored eyes.
"Hey", he whispered, "my names Fyrus" he had a wide grin on his face. "My name's Vian.", I said quietly.
" Minute's up Fyrus you can come out now!", one of his friends called out.
"Hope to see ya around Vyan", he said with a bit of a British accent. " I-It's pronounced Vian", I said. "Ye that's what I said", he called out.
-I opened my eyes to see a bowl of dry cereal and a cup of milk next to it. I smiled at Sieory's attempt to make my food. I sat up and poured the milk into the bowl. The sun was setting. Or was it rising? I was too lazy to check.
After eating the bowl of cereal I brought it to the small kitchen when I saw Sieory sleeping on the couch half-eaten granola bar in one hand and television remote in the other. Chuckling quietly I lifted her up taking both items from her hands and took her to bed.
The dream I had was a memory no doubt. I remember the kid what was his name? Fyrus. I would like to meet him again. None the less it was such a random memory to have as a dream. Just then I got a message on my phone. It was from a number who's the name I didn't have saved.
Hey is this Vian Teston?
Yea hey bud I don't want your 'free' stuff.
Sorry.No no no this is Gabriel Greenwood from middle school. I haven't had the chance to talk to any old friends and thought we could meet up.
Who? I don't remember any Gabriel Greenwoods in middle school. I'll meet up with him anyway might be a chill guy.
Oh uh, sure I can do this Thursday. How does 2 pm sound?
Sounds fine. I'll meet you at The Cafe near Inkoplis University.
Sure.
WHAT AM I DOING?!? I don't really know this guy! I hate social gatherings! Is he really a nice guy?! Did I mention that I hate social gatherings!?!
Thoughts spun in my head and I started to get dizzy. I need to sit down. " Vian?", a small voice snapped me out of thought. "Are you okay?", Sieory asked holding her teddy bear I won her at a carnival. " Oh yeah, I'm okay just got a bit dizzy from standing up too fast." , I lied, I don't usually lie to anyone about anything. What is wrong with me?
"Are you sick? I can try to make soup", Sieory said. The only actual food she could make was soup and some basic breakfast. "Uh, no thanks sis I'm good", I'm lying again, and it makes a pit in my stomach making me want to throw up.I sat down on the couch. I am not myself today and it's so odd. I think I'll go to the doctor tomorrow.
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Green Scales
FanfictionWhen a 17-year-old boy Vian Treston finds himself in a world-ending crisis he has to rely on friends with powers and a spirit to save everyone. Can he defeat the villain and live or will sacrifice be made just to survive. Medium to long length detai...