Dark Nights With Ashton

Do You See Now?

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I got up from the ground. There was a feeling of empty loneliness and sadness. It didn't feel right. It just felt as if I would fall down a black hole any second..

I felt weak and without any life in me. Then that is when I got up from the black ground. I rubbed my eyes in order for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. It was as if I was in a bottomless pit with no exit or entrance to go through.

I began making my way through nothing. I walked and walked for what seemed like decades. I past by nothing and darkness.

I put my arms out in front of me just in case there would be something I could grab onto or perhaps lean on, but there was nothing.

After a few walks, I saw a small dim light. I wasn't so completely sure if to approach it or not. It took me minutes to decide. I began making my way to that light.

That light felt like it was some sort of spirit or a signal maybe.

It began to move in crazy ways and then started going straight.I began to follow it. The light hit against the darkness so now I could sort of make out where I was.

I was in a hospital which seemed broken down and old. The floor felt like it was going to fall through the ground and onto the bottom floor.

There wasn't any people there though, it was empty. The hospital beds were lonely.

I walked out of a room and onto the hallway. That is when I began to hear faint crying. Not just any crying though. A baby crying.

For some reason I didn't want to keep going. I stopped and began fiddling my fingers. It was as if the light could sense something because it stopped as well.

I looked to my left and then back to see anyone there. There was absolutely nobody. No one. When I turned back to where the light was, a someone was there.

They seemed faint because now there was no more light. I thought I saw a bandana, but I wasn't so sure. Their hand touched out to me, tugging my hand.

I shook my head, "no.." I backed away my hand, but they grabbed it.

They didn't do it roughly, they gently held onto it letting me know that it was alright. So with that, I held it and they intertwined their fingers to mine.

Soon our footsteps began being heard throughout the emptiness. The opening of the main door to the emergency room creaked.

The person led me there and making their way to a glass window. A glass window that seemed familiar, but I could not make out.

We made our way to the front of the glass window and we stood there. Then the hospital lights came on. My eyes squinted, trying now to adjust to the light.

I looked around, but still no one was there . But when I see the person, my eyes light up in joy. ASHTON.

My arms quickly go to hug him, but he pulls me back. "What's..." he cuts me off to not speak. His finger shakes from side to side saying no.

My eyes brows furrow in confusion wondering why this gesture occurred. He then simply strokes my hair and points to the glass.

I look at him for a few seconds and then to the glass window.

I stand a bit closer and see craddles and blankets of blue and pink. Tiny hands pop out and feet kicking underneath the blankets.

The crying then resumes except this time much louder than before. Babies, they were babies. But why am I standing here? What does this mean?

I look back at Ashton letting him now with my eyes that I don't quiet understand this.

One of his finger slowly go up to the side of his head and start tapping it. It starts tapping it as if saying, "remember."

My eyes wander in finding this missing piece I am being told. I still do not make it out. What is so important about this that I have been brought here? What?

I look at the helpless babies that need caring. I lean against the class, my hands on it with the tip of my nose touching the cold glass.

I see even more closer and see a baby face that looks familiar. She didn't seem to be kicking, she laid there calm, clueless. A small smile forms at the end of my mouth.

Suddenly all the babies quiet down as if they had rehearsed this. That little girl is the only one's noise being loud. Her cooing and staring around beings to get wrapped up in my eyes.

Ashton's hand then taps my shoulder, interrupting at the fact that I was watching her. He makes me scoot a bit far from the glass.

His eyes brows go up, signaling if I remembered. I just shake my head. I feel bad becuase I want to remember, but I can't. I just can't.

We sit down near a bench. Ashton pulls out something small and pink. It fiddles in his hands as he tries to hand it to me.

I take it and see that it's a small, pink ribbon. I look at it and then at Ashton. He smiles and tells me to look at it.

I spread it out on my hands and begin reading in my head.

Samara. 10lbs. Born: 12/13/12. Died:1/15/13

Samara. Samara. That's when it hit me. I look up at Ashton, my eyes widen in shock. He then speaks, "Do you see now?."

And I just simply nod.