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.

Fiction: 12/18/08 | Posted By: Faroe | 2 comments | Personal