This is where Reality meets Fiction
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"Amy. Amy wake up sweetie. Amy? Amy please your gonna be late for school!" Amy's mother huffs. "C'mon girl. You already missed your bus and now I am going to have to drive you!"
Amy stirs under the sheets. Mom! I DON"T WANNA GET UP!"What mom? What time is it? I missed my bus?" She peers her head out from under covers. "I'm sorry. I thought I turned my alarm on last night."
"Well, you didn't" Her mother walks out to the door. "Get dressed quickly. I need to get back here so I can get ready for work." She walked out of the room leaving the light on.
Amy sat there thinking to herself. What happened last night, I can't even remember what I was doing. Wait. The voices! They didn't come back! Maybe now that I started to be social maybe they are gone. Or maybe that girl with the pink hair scared them off. She laughs and falls back onto her bed staring at her ceiling painted with cheap green latex paint. Her room is small and quaint. She keeps her room neat and organized with her stuffed animals on the right shelf and her collection of comics on the other. She doesn't have a television in her room but a radio that sits by the edge of a small window that looks out towards the inner city streets. There are a couple of posters on her wall of movies that she is fond of. Her carpet looks old and is filled with water stains from past leaks in the roof.
"Well." Amy says with relief, "I think maybe all the worrying is over!" She smiles and walks down the hallway to her bathroom and starts to take her shower. "I wonder, is Mr. Leary is gonna give us that pop quiz today."
Once Amy got herself dressed and prepared for school, she went downstairs to the kitchen. "Mom, I'm ready for school. Where are you?" She looked around the room and her mother came into the kitchen holding her keys and purse.
"Are you ready?" She smiles and walks out the door waiting for Amy. "Next time please check your alarm before you go to bed."
Amy and her mother got into the car and began to drive slowly out into the busy street.
"so, how are you liking the city so far?" Asks Amy's mother, "Are you making new friends?"
Amy thinks about Jordan and Brian but she decides to keep them from her mother, "I guess so. People here aren't all that friendly." She thinks about how friendly Jordan and Brian were to her. They are the only two people who actually wanted her company. "I just don't fit in like I did back in our old town mom." She looks out the car window and stares at the closed shops. "It really isn't the same."
"I know sweetheart but this is where the business is at! Look around!" Her mother turns down an old street and looks around with an optimistic smile.
Amy looked around. "There is no business here mom. This city looks as old as dirt! All I ever see is smoke and dust in the sky and dirty old buildings that look like they are begging to be demolished by a wrecking ball."
"Don't be so negative Amy! Look for the bright side. The light of the town."
I've had enough talks about the light. "Mom. Are you really that blind?" Amy stopped herself from speaking afraid that she may say something that she will most likely regret.
Amy finally reached school and hurried out of the car. "Bye mom. I love you. Will I see you after school?"
"Well, it all depends if my boss lets us out early of if I get all the paper work done fast enough. If not, I will be home around eight or nine-ish. I love you too Amy."
Amy's mother drove away quickly down the street. "Well, I guess I should get to class then." She walked quickly down the hall and reached room 263 two seconds after the bell rang. She opened the door and went to her seat.
"Hello class." Greeted the teacher. "I am the substitute for the day. Your teacher, Mr. Leary is out on business and he should be back tomorrow."
Amy looks around and notices that Jordan is not in class. Where is Jordan? Great. As soon as I make a friend, he doesn't even show up to school.
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School let out at 2:30 p.m. and Amy decided to take a walk to the arcade to find out where Jordan went. " He probably skipped school to be a bad ass." She reached the arcade and went inside. She walked towards the back area where the small restaurant is, and looked around for Brian. If Brian was around then most likely Jordan will be around. No sign of him. The arcade was empty. No one was inside taking care of anything that most likely needed to be done. Amy scanned the room closely.
"Can I help you with anything Miss?" An unfamiliar voice lurked from behind Amy.
"Uhhh!" Amy was startled, "Ha-Have you seen uh Brian around here?" Amy turned around and looked at the man who was speaking to her. He was a middle aged man with brown hair graying at the temples. He had lines on his face from age. His eyes were kind but seemed to have a permanent look of concern.
He smiled "Ah. You must be Amy. He told me that you were new here to the city. I'm his father. I haven't seen Brian around today. I seen him leave for school this morning and he hasn't come back yet. It's unusually quiet today here."
"Do you have any idea where he may be or where Jordan may be?" Amy hoped for him to give er the answers quickly.
"Actually, no. I have no idea where they could be."
"I didn't see Jordan at school today and I don't have any classes with Brian so I really don't know if he went today or not." Amy look at a nearby clock on the wall. The hands clicked loudly twisting her stomach every time a second went by. "I will go look for Jordan some place else then. If I see Brian I will tell him to come back here to the arcade." Amy felt almost sick.
"Thank you Amy." Brian's father walked to the door. "Brian and Jordan are usually here by now."
Amy walked out the door, "Thank you." Amy started to pace quickly down the sidewalk. Why does my head hurt so bad? Maybe they just ran off and don't feel like sitting around in a decrepit old arcade. Yeah, I'm just gonna go home. I'll see Jordan tomorrow. "Why should I even care about them anyway?"
As Amy walked passed the old closed stores and the empty parking lots she started to hear whispers. She looks around and realize that they aren't coming from around her but inside herself. Her mind.
Amy, you were alone but not anymore. Like the wind that changes it's course in a matter of seconds, like the ocean, like the weather. Our hearts carry sorrow, and your heart carries the key to unlock who truly knows us. We will never break you we shall lift you high above this dirt that you creep upon away from the ground you lay rest until the time you are risen again to cry the tears that we sing. For you Amy, you have befriended the pieces of the puzzle that will take you one step closer to joining our chorus of twisted ceremonies. The light will be yours! Come to us.....
"NO!" Amy started to run trying to escape the voices she thought had disappeared. "WHY! No no! NO! Amy began to hear a chorus of voices, men, women, even children singing in pitches that sounded wonderfully beautiful but made her stomach turn in circles. As Amy ran quicker the voices accelerated into a frenzy of voices that began to sing off and on tune. The song was painfully discordant. Some sounded like trumpets, others like nails on a chalkboard, others like angels, some sounded like they were screaming and others sounded like a god punishing the sinful.
Amy's heart began to pound with the noises that were mocking her in her mind. As she ran, she became blinded by a light that burned her eyes. "Please someone help me!" No one was around her. She was alone. Alone like always. Tears rolled out from the corners of her eyes and she fell to the ground. "I can't see!" She began to shout, "Help!" She held her ears but the chorus was still clamorous. She imagined a tiny orchestra of people inside her ears slamming on her eardrums with a club. Amy couldn't take the noises so she screamed. She screamed so loud that eventually she became exhausted and passed out from her loss of breath and the burning light within her eyes.
We promise you the light. This what we are... Come to us. The light will transform you. You'll burn like the city lights and you may watch us fall.
I am Amy Clavis. I love to read and write. I daydream by the window in math class. I am sentimental. I am afraid of the dark. I hate bugs. Those are some things about me. Not very important but things that you wouldn't know if you didn't ask. Other things that can be noticed are somewhat important, like my dark brown hair, my green eyes, my light rosy complexion and my hideous nose. People say my nose is cute, but I don't think so. I'm not to tall and I am not to short. I guess I am very much the average girl. Normal in every way you would think. Except for the fact that I hear voices every night when I fall asleep. You know, those voices that want you to follow them into the very deepest of dangerous pits, the ones that want you to walk into the fire, the ones that make you look insane.
Ever since I moved to this stupid city, I haven't been able to talk to my friends. Well, at least I still think they are my friends. I haven't spoke with them in two months! It's like this place in which I live is a barrier keeping me away from who and what I was familiar with. People here act like they are zombies. Not the kids though. Mostly the adults. They walk around with their briefcases and their cells phones staring into space. If you were to greet them as you walk by, they wouldn't even notice you at all. It's complicated here. School is complicated, and all the people here as well. Even going to the store is complicated. They never have anything that I want there. I guess this just sounds like complaining from a 16 year old girl. If you were to live here, maybe you would notice it too. This place is like a chorus of lost dreams, lost lives, and workaholics. The bleak, gray, mysterious smoke that covers the sun, the sky and tops of the skyscrapers seems like a god of captivity. It won't let you out until you give it your sacrifice: What you used to love. Memories.
"So, how do you like it here so far?" Says Jordan with a soft voice.
"I hate it." Amy retaliates that answer, "well, to me it's bad. Well, I don't mean to be offensive but-"
Jordan breaks through the rambling,"No worries Amy. I hate it here too. My dad moved here because of some business promotion. They sent him here because they thought it would be a better place to make more business." He thinks to himself, "that is why I don't do so well here. I am pissed.
Amy laughs, "Wow! My mom came here because if a business promotion too!" She thinks to herself 'Wow, if only I knew Jordan felt this way about this city! I could have started a petition to parents to not move here when they get lame business promotions!' She looked up at the sky. Once again, no sun to be seen through the clouds and dust. "so, where is this arcade? Is it fun?" Are there a lot if nerds there?
"well, actually, my best friend Brian owns the arcade. Well, his parents do of course but he sorta owns it too you know? He hooks me up with free food at least." he smiles and points ahead of him. "It's right there!"
The Arcade looked old and worn down. Like years of rain, heat and pollution started to break the foundation that used to look like red brick now turned brown and maroon. The old building is wedged between a laundromat and an old antique store. People sit outside the laundromat with blank stares out into the street waiting for the rinse cycle to hurry up and stop so they can dry their clothes and return to their lives. This makes me shiver. So boring this city is!
Jordan and Amy enter the arcade quickly. The arcade was only filled with six bodies. Jordan, Amy, Brian who was talking to his father, a boy and his date who looked bored out of her mind. As soon as Brian finished talking to his father he looked over and waved at Jordan and walks over to him and Amy.
"Hey!" Brian says with excitement. Brian looks young for only 16. He is short and has blond-brown hair. He wears glasses with black frames and square lenses. He has a friendly smile and is very tall. "so, who is this pretty lady?" He says with sweetness.
"Oh! This is Amy. Amy, this is Brian." he introduces both of them together. "I have known Brian ever since I moved here with my dad."
Amy looks at Brian and smiles. There is always a nerd somewhere in an srcade. "It's nice to meet you." She smiles and looks around. There are a couple of shooting games, two claw machines and other miscellaneous games around. There is an air hockey and pool table in the other parts of the room as well. In the back part of the room there is a couple of tables and a counter where you would buy food and beverages. "It's pretty cool here. Is this where you both hang out after school or something?"
Jordan looks at Amy, "Actually it's really the only place we can hang out at." Thunder begins to rumble outside and rain starts to drizzle outside. "When people built this city they mus have forgotten that there are gonna be other people living here other than working adults."
"Yeah, my parents opened this place up because they knew that kids like to play games or whatever. I like it though." He smiles at Amy. "So are you two friends or something?"
Jordan looks at Amy and then outside, "well, I seen her sitting on a bench outside and it was beginning to rain so, I thought I would ask her to come along. She was alone." He smiles and holds his stomach, "a man, I am hungry! You got some food?"
Brian starts walking over to the the restaurant part of the arcade. "You want anything to eat Amy? It's on me?" He steps behind the counter and puts a pizza in the oven.
"uh-sure! Thank you Brian." She smiles. So does this place get a lot of business?"
"Actually yes. Mostly on the weekends and usually around Summer time." Brian looks around, "but this past month, things have been going pretty slow."
The rain begins to pour and the clouds cover the city with depressing shadows. Amy stares out the door and watches the rain hit the streets carrying away the caked dirt and litter from the sidewalks. She thinks to herself about how the rain in cleansing away in vain. Nothing could clean the filth that grew on the ground here. Not even if it rained soap suds! Even when it isn't raining, the sun still is subservient to the grime and pollution that fills the air.
A few hours later, "I have to go home now." Amy looks at the clock on the wall. Five o' clock it reads. "it was really nice to have somewhere to hang out!" She looks outside. The sun's dull light was beginning to disperse completely behind the tall buildings once again so everyone can sleep through the restless nights of the city.
Jordan looks over at Brian. "I will walk her home." He looks at Amy, "is that okay?"
Amy looks back and replies, "It's okay. I can walk myself. I need some time to think anyway. That's the whole reason why I went outside in the first place. Thank you though. See you tomorrow at school Jordan. Oh and you too Brian. It was nice meeting you!" She hurries out of the arcade and begins her walk home.
"Oh goodness! I haven't thought about a thing about those voices. What am I gonna do? Who in the hell am I going to talk to about this?" She walks past a few stores and comes across an ally way and looks down the dark passage. "well, that is not a place I would like to go down!" She resumes her walk.
How am I going to get rid of these voices? Sleeping pills? A shrink? Anti-depressants? What am I gonna tell my- "WHAT IN THE!!!!" A girl slams herself into Amy and starts to apologize by her clumsiness.
"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, So SORRY!" She shouts, "Please, please, forgive forgive me. Me. Me. ME!!!!! SO SORRY!" She starts to shake herself around and walks with staggering steps down the side-walk into the ally ways. Amy can still here here shouting to herself "So SORRY! OH SO SORRY! Please No! Forgive me SO SORRY!"
Amy looked shocked for a moment and stood there holding her hands. The girl that just slammed into her looked like a nut case. She had bright pink hair in pig tails, a short skirt over top ripped up dirty jeans, combat boots that looked worn to the point of destruction, and a shirt that was so old the seams were coming undone. The girl smelled foul like a dumpster. Amy looked at the ally way. "where did that girl come from? Does she live in there?" Amy starts walking down the sidewalk in a much more efficient pace until she reaches her house which isn't very far, opens the door, enters, closes the door and sits down. "Wow."
A knock at the door startles Amy. She looks up and opens the door. The girl from the ally is standing there and shouts "AH! AH! AH! AH! SO SORRY! LOOK COME TO ME! LOOK! LOOK! LOOK!" Amy screams and slams the door and locks it. "What the hell?!" She looks out the window and the girl is gone. "Was that just a hallucination? Oh my god!"
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You know, where you go. Feel us, touch us, see us. We are brighter than the sun. Closed behind locked doors. Let us free and show us where to go? Sing with us and hold us. We will find you and you will find us. It is we who make you move and think. We belong to you and you belong to us. Unified into one. Our voices will reach full harmony and dance forever in the light that will no longer penetrate your body and burn. You must know where to go. The direction from your feelings will navigate your soul.
This is a new world for Amy. She has entered into a place where nothing is the same like it used to be. Her friends slowly disappeared one by one into the time that separates people from their dreams and goals and situations. Clearly, someone has to know where she is. She thinks to herself but no matter how diligently she searches, she cannot find one single person she had once knew.
Now, she must look for new friends, people she must soon need to comfort her, but she cannot. This is where the story begins
"It's in you, not in me Amy. The sun is in your eyes! You are blinded! Deaf. Speechless. You cannot see the sun when your in the darkness.... let me tell you about the sun"
Amy stirs within her mind, changing her positions in her bed. Trying to escape the dangers and and piercing voices that grip her soul in her mind.
"Ahh! Please stop!" She sits up from her nightmares, leaving all the unfamiliar faces behind in her mind waiting to return to her thoughts when she lets her guard down in the soundless slumber she will eventually return too. "Why do you keep saying that! Please! I do not want to come to you." Amy wonders why she talks to herself. She knows that she wants the voices to stop and listen to her. The eerie sounds of the voices singing to her, begging her to hold her hands to them, to walk into the stream of the light that she cannot see beyond.
"I will cry alone without tears....." she says quietly. "But why? Why in riddles. Songs that I do not understand." She sits up wit a deep breath. Knowing that she cannot talk to her mother about her dreams, she thinks on the closest person she can talk too. "No one." she says with sadness. "you have all left me alone."
She gets herself dressed to go out of the house. "maybe if I go for a walk I will find some kind of answer." She laughs at her thoughts "maybe the voices will tell me what to do!"
She walks down stairs to see her mother putting her shoes on for work. "hunny, I will be back at 6:00. Don't worry. I'll call the pizza place so you will have dinner tonight." She stands up and kisses Amy on the cheek. "Don't let anyone in the house while I'm gone." She walks out the door, starts the car and drives off without another word.
"Well, then I guess I better be on my way then!" Amy walks out the house with her house keys in hand. "Well, I guess I should start looking for answers. This is sorta stupid though."
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Having someone special in your life is wonderful. Now watch them leave and disperse in front of your eyes.Now we will laugh at you. Your misfortune. It does not matter with us. Take our hands, they will not burn you. The secretes of your mind, our minds, join our choir in the world in which you cannot see, you cannot hear, you cannot speak of. Should you come across the light, the aura that fills your soul. We do not want anyone. We want you. Come with us. Leave this world and tell us of yourself. Come with us. See us, hear us, speak with us.......
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Amy sits down on a bench near a dirty sidewalk littered with fast food bags and paper cups and thinks to herself. Ever since she has moved to this place, this town tinted with a gray allusion that no one here seems to see. It's a place of mystery to her. She secretly hates this place. The smell of the city burns her nostrils. The taste of the air is bitter within her lungs. The sun is covered by the dust that covers the sky.
"Baby! I made the promotion!"
"That's so great mother!"
"You know we have to move though"
"What?"
"I'm sorry sweetheart. You will have to move with me."
"WHAT!?"
"Baby, Amy? Please, wait. It won't be as bad as you think! AMY!!!!"
"I hate this place mother! This is a nightmare..." She looks up at the sky and tries to see the sun but the dust and clouds make it impossible to uncover. "I don't understand! Am I crazy! The voices reach my dreams... ever since I left home, they have haunted me. Is this city haunted? Ugh! I hate this place. Maybe it's just my conscience wanting to go back home. Wanting to see my friends again. No one even calls me! I don't know whats happened."
It's been two months now. I cannot stop these thoughts. Well, actually, if you would put it into proper terms, these voices. They come ever night. When I am asleep of course. I cannot see anything once they come. Just a light that is the most purest light I have ever seen. Nothing like I have ever seen before! I want to touch it but I can actually feel a sense of pain when I step closer. That's when they sing to me. They speak with a song of utter eeriness. Something I have never heard before! It touches my heart and it takes everything within my soul to not go to them and sing. To hold their hands and look into the light and touch it like they can. I want to touch it. But I cannot. Something tells me that once I do, I may not wake up from my sleep.
"Hey!!! Girl! Are you alright?" A boyish voice clears the cloud of thought over Amy.
"huh? Oh yeah... I'm- I'm okay!" She shouts back like a little girl. For 16, Amy has a childish voice filled with an unexpected innocence.
"Oh, okay! Hey! Aren't you that girl that sits in the back of English class?" the stranger comes closer and Amy recognizes him as the kid who always laughs at what the teacher says. She thought him irritating. "Yeah! your Amy!"
"Hi. Uh-um. I'm sorry. I really don't remember your name too well." She looks up at him trying not to look him directly in the eyes. She seems to always become shy when I boy talks to her.
"Oh! It's Jordan! Uh, why are you sitting out her alone like this? It's gonna rain sometime soon. You really don't want to be out here when it rains. The smell gets to you." He looks at her and smiles.
Amy thought the smell was already horrid enough to make a skunk run away from this city. "Yeah, I couldn't tell whether it would rain or not. I can never see the sun!" She looks up again for clarification.
"Hey, since your sorta new here, and well, your just sitting there, you wanna come over to the arcade with me and my friends? I don't really feel like walking alone." He smiles again.
The first thing that comes to Amy's mind is 'why? I hardly know you.' but instead, "sure, I don't really feel like being alone either." Amy gets up and walks towards Jordan. "Where too?"
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You don't have anything. Nothing at all. We give this feeling to you. The pain that comes with the light. Hold on to it. You will someday come with us and sing the song of light. Never will you head the pain of the light again. Join us and take our hands? There is no infection of which you fear. Come to us and all will be fine. Sweet solitude sings softly.
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