AN: Hey folks I've finally got a laptop! Yep I'm very excited about it. Well I've decided to write this story after reading so many twilight fanfics. Hope I do a good job. This is my first Alice/Bella so please tell me how I do.
Disclaimer: I do not in any way own twilight. I do however own the new pokemon game on the ds
The almighty creator of our world.
The man people worship as If
There's nothing better to do.
He's a tyrant. A ruler of many minds. God
A savior of man, woman, and child.
Yet we can't see him or feel him. He Is
A king of nations. A legend.
Yet this god, this legend, is as Real
As a ghost. Invisible to sinners and?
in the hearts of believers. so Why
Does he not come when we cry help?
When our families are dying. When man Did
The unspeakable. When murder became
honor. Honor became murder .When My
Country perished in the eternal flames
of lies, death, and Love
Seized to exists. There is no God. No hope.
No faith. There's just loss and pain in this
world were sooner or later we all Die.
Darkness. Pure darkness. That's what I see, every second. Every time I blink, darkness. No light what so ever. Did I suddenly go blind? No, no that can't be it. You can feel it if your blind…right?
Maybe I'm dead. No, no I don't remember dying. I believe I would remember dying. Am I buried? Have I been buried alive? So many questions filled my head. Questions I don't have answers too. Where can I find these answers? Are they in my head? I wouldn't know, I can't see anything, let alone know what's in my head. Maybe (hopefully) I'm just dreaming. Yes this all a nightmare and if I pitch myself I'll wake up.
What? I cant' move my arms. I can't move anything. Okay okay breath girl, breath. Well at least I can hear myself breathing. That means I'm alive. Okay one question down, millions to go. Like where am I? How did I get here? I don't remember. I don't remember anything. Who am I? What's my name? How old am I? For Gods sakes I need to think. But it hurts. It all hurts.
I'm numb all over. Why am I numb? Who took me? And more importantly why? Why me? Did I piss someone off so bad they decided to take me? No, no I'm a good kid….right? I must be. Bad things always happen to good people..OW! Fuck what was that? That hurt my head. Was it a memory? Maybe. Let's think. I saw a girl. Or was it a woman? I don't know. I don't know! I feel so empty.
Maybe I am dead.
No I have to stop thinking negative. I'll get out of here. Someone who knows me will help me. Someone has to know me right? Maybe I've never really existed. I'm just a figment of my imagination. But then I wouldn't be anything cause if I'm not real then my imagination doesn't exists.
By God I'm going crazy
I'm a psycho girl who's tied up in the dark and has no idea who she is. Priceless. Do I have a family? Yes I must have a family. Maybe a little brother. Or a sister. Maybe I have a dog. I like cats better. I'm a cat person. I think. Something's dripping down my arm. What is that? Water? No, no.
My blood. Maybe that's why everything hurts. Okay so I'm not dead and I'm bleeding. That's some improvement. My ears are ringing. You know they say when your ears ring someone's talking about you. Which means at least someone knows me. That's a good thing. Unless they hate my guts and want to kill me…. Man maybe I did piss someone off enough to take me.
You know what would be cool? If my dad was a cop or my mom. Either or. Then they'd have a whole swat team looking for me. Breaking down doors just to save my sorry ass. I mean I am the one who got taken.
I wish I could remember. Remember something. Like a birthday. Or a face. Have you ever forgotten your own face? It's like looking in a mirror and not seeing anything. Or not recognizing who your looking at. Imagine how that must feel and you'll get my drift.
Time seems frozen now. I can count seconds in my head.. 1...2...3...4.….but I never know when it's been a minute or an hour. I don't have anywhere to start. I don't want to be here anymore. The darkness, the blood, the silence it's messing with my head. I want to go home! Why can't I go home?
What's that! Footsteps? That means someone's here. Is that good or bad?
step step step
I can't tell. You know when you look at someone and you can read them? Well let me tell you footsteps aren't like that. You can't tell if the person is going to kill you or save you. Please God be the second one.
step step step step
There getting closer now. I can feel it. It's like an earthquake is shaking the ground and I'm right on top of it. I can feel myself trembling beneath the ropes. The ropes cut my skin with every shake. Don't panic. Breath. Breath.
step step step step step
Oh god, I'm going to die aren't I? I'm going to die not knowing who I am. Why can't I remember her beautiful face? Or his handsome features? Playing in the backyard under the tree or swimming in the ocean.
Walking along the sand or singing a song till my throat was raw.
step step step step step step
Have I ever been in love? As I sit here, listening to the footsteps of a person I don't know come closer I wonder about these things. Do I know what it's like to be in love? To have a storybook romance.
Do I know what I love you means? Or are they just a bunch of words to me? I wish I could remember. Remember if I've given my whole being to be with someone. To live for them and only them. Maybe that's why I'm here. In this darkness. Feeling numb with pain. And blood dripping down my arms. Maybe I did it for love.
But that's just wishful thinking. I'm no knight in shining armor. No, I've been burned by the dragon.
step step step step step step step
The footsteps are almost here now. I know I must fight. Fight to remember. So let's start with the facts. Facts I know.
Number 1: I'm surrounded by darkness
Number 2: Whoever is coming decides my fate. Whether that's good or bad, I don't know…yet.
Number 3: The pain is my friend. I need to embrace the pain. Love the pain. Pain means I'm alive. And being alive is the most important fact of all.