Among The Great Fight [ON HOLD]

Chapter Two: Waking Up Into A Wonderland

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

You make me happy when skies are grey.

You'll never know, dear, how much I love you.

Please don't take my sunshine away.

I hear a snuffle, cracked voice start singing in the pitch black. A warm, but sadden women voice comes across my ears, echoing in the process.

The other night, dear, as I was sleeping.

I dreamt I held you in my arms.

When I woke up, dear, I was mistaken.

So I hung my head, and I cried.

The singing stopped as a flash of color spreads and fades out before me. I was no longer in a bed that I was in before and instead I was in a queen size bed with loads of pillows surrounding me. The room that I was in has maroon color walls with silver candle sticks hanging from them. Large paintings hung on the wall as well as many selves that carry books. The floor was also different as it has a wood flooring instead of white tiles that I'm use to seeing.

Looking down as I lift the blanket up, I do not see the gown I had on before. Pink short sleeves and black dress pants took its place instead. 

"What is going on?" I thought as I wonder my eyes around a bit. 

I see a large dark wooden door and a silver handle. I notice that the handle seems to be moving, and bending over to get a closer look, I notice that there is a shadow behind the door. Hearing a clicking sound as the door slowly moves, I quickly lay back down and close my eyes. 

"I know you are awake, Eliza." Says a soft, but informed voice. I reopen my eyes slightly seeing a women with a raggy blue robe on. She has black hair that is put into a bun, and a farmer's tan.  She walks over towards a dresser with a huge mirror and opens a drawer. In her hands are a pile of folded shirts ranging from all sorts of colors like red, orange, blue, yellow, green, purple, pink and white. I watch as she puts it in and closes it doing the same process over again, but this time with pants. 

Thinking its safe, I fully open my eyes and sit up. Where am I? And who's this lady?  I thought as I watch her. I hear her sigh as she's closing another drawer. "Do you remember what happen?" She asks as she goes to grab a pile of socks. I shake my head, "No I do not..." I say trailing off  feeling embarrassed that I did not know what was going on. She stops what's she doing and looks at me. Her head tilts to the side as she steps her way towards me. I notice that she has brown eyes and a hint of freckles that's blended into her skin. As she get's towards me, she holds out her hands placing them on my forehead. Her hands are soft, but cold as ice. "You hit your head pretty hard last night." She says, "and you don't remember a thing?" 

I nod my head as I am confused as to what the woman is saying. I see her head bounce back a little and her fixing her eyes, "Great, your parents are going to kill me." She says shocked. I tilt my head asking why. "I am suppose to keep watch of you, and well yesterday you bumped your head. I can't blame you though as I would be doing the same thing flailing around a letter like that." My eyes pop. A letter like that? I thought. "What letter?" I ask wondering about the letter. She moves to a side where one of the nightstands sit besides the bed. She then pulls the handle and grabs a letter. She hands me the letter telling me not to get hurt this time. I nod excitedly curious of what the words contains of. 

She rolled her eyes, trying to not to smile but failed in the process. "Oh alright but you got to go eat some breakfast. Your mother would be upset if you didn't." I nodded happily as I got a letter.