Jacob's Journey [Short Story]

Jacob's Journey [Short Story]

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He's here again. He's here to torture me and take me to that void of despair which I can't take much longer. Any second now and my mind's going to explode. I need to get away from this house, from this closet. I need... "Jacob? Where are you my boy?" The bittersweet voice of my drunken father echoes throughout the house. “Happy Birthday! How old are you now? Ten? Well, well, well I have a present for you! Come out so you can get it” Then I hear the sound of glass hit the floor. Jacob has been in the presence of a nightmare. Every Day it haunts him. One day, he was whisked away to a land called Altronia.
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I won't lie to you and tell you that this is a happy story because that would be a lie and I want to be real with you. This story may rip you apart and I just want to warn you if you want happily ever after then Cinderella will be in the children's section. Now that we're straight with each other let me introduce you to the characters. First of all, Jacob Mendoza (that's me) and for now that's all you need to know;) Have you ever felt like your going backwards and the rest of the world is going forwards. It's like everyone's moving and you're just stuck. I'd felt like that my whole life. That is until I met my Celia. God she was so beautiful. She was breathtaking. Her smile tasted like fireworks. Every time. I never understood how another person could make me feel like that. But if I sit here describing her I will be here all day so let's not get ahead of ourselves. I was 23 when I met my Celia, the rest of my life is irrelevant because none of it actually mattered until I met her so let's begin.

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