Before We Fell

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y, Jeremy,

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ying you'll never step a fo

illing to accept defeat that easily

st too egotistic to a

g to do? I swear, if you say anything that'll cause me

ecord, I wasn't going to scare you immediately

rwear and strawberry-sized brea

ughed "I'm not

u like to watc

of this, I just have to ask, why? You've never met me before yesterday and the

ed at every other object in the room but me, he was avoiding eye contact and it's odd for a boy that could give a reply to literally anything. Maybe

, I could make out more features about his face and his eyes were normal. There was this thing about his face though, a small wrinkle at th

izzy. It was the same way it happened earlier, but a little amplified and faster. My legs went jello and gave ou

Kyle isn't here, as a matter of fact, there's no one here to save

lied

ke out before my eyelids came crashi

t entirely. What I noticed, however, was the striking difference in the atmosphere and gradually it came to me that where I

traight out of an eighties Magazine. It was a kitchen-like structure, with a wide surfaced wooden table in the middle and black soot coating

, it was almost as if I wasn't even noticed like I was nothing more than air. I took steady steps away, noticing what the people were like. From young boys to teenage wo

hese people, even a fly buzzing around would get more attention. I waved my hands around a few time

he end of the line or should I say who I saw at the end of the line. Dark curly hair

was

ked. It was as if I stared right into a mirror and even though this is the

tty face to school all these days and

to call it, said to her. She had this look on, almost as if she didn't like us and we,

with Al

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l him by his name and still de

we've had this co

rong in the way she spoke and while Esther, whoever she is, spoke like a pure English woman and every other person with white skin, it's eas

e like me,

lit second I was drawn away from the dream or trance or whatever this is,

ying on the couch with a blanket covering every inch of my body. With pillows propped

eminds me, I passed out again the second time on the same day and it coul

u l

out on your own. If I was involve

ever will get me out of this and

ket, you can stan

legs felt a little wobbly, grabbed my phone, and went to the door. I sto

now and then. I've been here now for, maybe a few minutes and I just

e we first arrived in the morning, I turne

t guys,