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Timeless Eternity
by Keara Fey {my pen name}
Part One: Part 1
Chapter One
Din
Silence, all she wanted was some sweet
sweet silence. It seemed to Emi that this din would never die. Sitting,
with her legs drawn close to heart, in a stall of the girls lavatory.
The Florescent lights flicker frantically as her attention is forced in
the direction of the bathroom door being open. Quite as stale air, Emi
tried to wipe away excess snot without a sound. "Don't find me, I'm not
here" Emi thought as loud as she could like that could effect the
outcome.
A gaggle of giggling girls push into the small rust
colored bathroom. "Did you hear that Emi girl beat up a boy again?" The
comment caught Emi off guard, and listened harder. "Yeah, I saw it...
She really hurt him this time"the words found her ear; followed closely by "She
kinda scares me... What? I'm not scared she'll hurt me, I just think
she is different and creepy". The murmurs muddled as the mob moved into
the hallway.
Following the rest of what was left of the sound, Emi's
hand slipped. Landing her face first into the porcelain. "Owww" Emi
yells at the toilet "stupid seat" slapping the seat cover sending surges
of even more pain up her arm. Pulling her arm back a bit too far back
she whacks her elbow on the door, busting it open and tripped backwards;
all in a few un-graceful seconds.
For a few minutes, while laying in the untold grossness of
the off green bathroom tiles, Emi could make out what she thought was a
cat-boy. As sudden as the sight was, she shook it out of her head
faster. "I don't need to add crazy to my resume" she giggled to herself.
Pulling herself up, pushing out the door and purveying the empty halls
for the avoided adult figures. Maneuvering
through the masses. Emi left the school grounds and entered what she
assumed would be some safety from the gossipy teachers.
#
With such a swelled ego around her
daughter, Ann easily assumed that Emi had just recently gotten away with
something. "So how was school?" she said in that sing-song way. Ann was
mostly happy most of the time but when she wasn't Emi noticed her
mother seemed like she had never seen happiness in her whole life. It
often annoyed Emi that her mother was so positive. She wondered if she
knew what the town's people said about her. Did she know she was the
town's joke?
"Fine" emi finally pulled off responding through her daze.
"Just fine, Emilia?" the interrogation was initiated, in spite of the
great stealth Emi had taken to hide the ever more purple bruise right
below her brow. "Yeah, it was great: preppy
girls, over controlling teachers and crappy food... just a common day,
mom". "Well if that is all... Oh well at least you only have to be there
during the day. If you lived in England you would be sent off to live
at school...oh...what..torture" anne said in a chuckle causing Emi's
frustration to send her fleeing to her room.
Sunk into her bed, Emi sighs away that slight-tight tear
like feeling behind her eyes. She slowly drifted off to the humming of
her mother and the smell of some "great" meal swirling all around her
head.
Chapter Two
Deceptions are Deserving
Like a shake awake from a sweet deep
sleep; Emi had no idea what was going on. "Am I falling? Or floating? Am
I still dreaming?" Emi finally either found or forged the courage to
open her eyes. The only real explanation available of what she was
seeing was all around her blurred pictures as she passed them fast. The
second that she saw it, it stopped. Hitting her hinney hard off a damp
yet stiff ground.
Haunting scenes rush back to Emi (that is if they had ever
really been there to begin with). The actuality of her memories were
un-believeable; meaning she didn't believe them: not a bit. She sat in
the spot she was dropped, remembering a black and white TV land like
reality . "I must be crazy" the sentence slipped from her mouth as she
saw her mom turn into a soulless carcass right out of reach of where her
memory would take her.
For the first time she lost her interest in these impossible
day-dreams she must be having and focused on her where-abouts. No light
could be seen between the thickness of the woods that surround her.
Compared to her recent color absent thoughts, this place popped with
vivid beautiful tones. "Yep, I have lost it" Emi saw no reason to not
talk to herself seeing as she was now insane.
Attracted like a magnet, Emi drew in closer to the most
awe inspiring thing she was sure she had ever seen. In all honesty, It
was a mire flower found in a clearing of the tangled trees. As the
intensity of the flower powered over Emi, an interesting thing began to
happen: It bloomed before her. Beyond any knowledge of magic and logic
known to the young girl. By the time the flower opened, Emi would have
been more than pleased with only the sight but between the pedals laid a
shiny drop... "What could this be?...".
Pinched between her forefinger and thumb was seized a
simple pale whit pearl necklace. Emi was over taken by a flood of
emotion. First sad at some one's loss of the pearl, then appreciative,
finally staying at a weird paranoia of someone else's prying eyes on
"her" pearl. She placed it around her neck and hid it securely beneath
her blouse. Even going as far as peaking behind her shoulder (just in
case).
#
Emi tried to see thru the darkness the
wood had in mid day. She couldn't make out where she managed to fall
from. She settled on doing exactly opposite of what her mother had
taught her: "stay put and wait to be found... do you here me?", setting
off toward a shard of sunlight. Until she stepped out of the deep dark
and dense, and out into what she perceived as the Loony bin they must
have sent her. She was halted right then and there by the singing that
sprawled outward from this small gingerbread looking town. Turning even
more terrifying with every turn, Emi decided she would take all of this in.
One by one she pretended these people where normal. She
calmly explained each time and with every "peppy" person came the same
response "But, why would you want to leave this place?" She had once
dismissed the idea of a Disney land destination; After the peppy song
these people sang, Emi swore she could handle any poor soul in costume.
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