So I got as far as I had planned. So, dang it, I have no idea what happens after this part. I'm going to have to some more planning before I add another part. Good news is I got as far as I planned. I'm on a roll. Enjoy Part 13.
The Forgotten World Part 12
Zoe spent the time before dinner studying the paintings on the wall. Jacob had told her that they weren't anything special but just him and Leah getting into paint when they were little kids and spreading it all over the place. Zoe didn't care, she found them fascinating. She also spent a lot of time just looking out the window and watching the beauty she had always watched from a different point of view.
It was just a little bit later when Ruth came in and told them that dinner was ready. They went downstairs to the main area that Zoe and Rocky had been introduced to the Humilis Tribe. Everyone greeted Zoe by telling her their name and welcoming her into the tribe. The woman serving the food gave Zoe two bowls, one for her and one for her “blue-haired friend.” Jacob explained that the food they were served was called Stew. It had vegetables, meats, and all other sorts of things combined into one bowl. He assured her that it tasted better then the jerky. He then proceeded to remove the meat pieces from Rocky's bowl into his and his sister's bowl.
Zoe couldn't wait to dig in but she noticed that nobody else was eating. She turned to Jacob and asked, “What is everyone waiting for?”
“A prayer. A prayer is where we thank God for all the blessings he sends us,” he said.
Just as he finished Sarah got up and tilted her head towards the ground in a humble position, she then proceeded to fold her arms. Zoe watched as the rest of the tribe followed her example and did the same. She also did the same. Sarah proceeded to give the prayer that Jacob had been talking about. As they finished everyone started eating. “Zoe,” Ruth said coming over. “Rocky just finished his surgery. My husband just brought him up to our room. Would you like to bring him his stew and give him some company.”
Zoe didn't even hesitate as she bounded up the stairs and into the room. Rocky sat on one of the mats with the leg that had been hurt bounded in cream-colored cloth that looked like it had been wrapped around a white stone.
“We're having stew,” Zoe said handing him his bowl. “It's vegetables and broth. Jacob took all the meat out of yours.”
“Is it good?” Rocky asked.
“I don't know. I haven't tasted it yet,” Zoe said. She put her spoon in the stew and took a bite. It reminded her of pottage except better tasting and she had to chew. It was very good. She didn't realize how good food could be.
Rocky did the same and seemed equally satisfied.
“How was the surgery?” Zoe asked.
“Painful. And Dr. John was such a jerk. The entire time during the surgery he talked about how I was such a baby and how he'd had little girls in there braver then me. He said I should have never left the Glass World and how I wasn't going to survive five seconds down here. I told him that I didn't chose to come down here and it just so happened that I wasn't used to being in such a Barbaric place. That didn't really shut him up but I stopped listening at that point,” Rocky said. “Zoe?”
“I'm listening,” she said.
“Why don't you get offended?” he said.
“It's not really all that offensive. I met Dr. John, he did seem like he could be a little mean. I wouldn't use-”
“No, I mean when my friends and I insulted you and did other things to you,” he said looking down.
“Oh. Well, the main reason is because I know who I am. The things you did didn't bother me because they were mostly true and I knew it and chose to remain the way I was. You called me different and it was true. I am different,” she said. “I'm not saying I wasn't hurt by what you said. It did hurt a little but I'm confident in myself enough that I didn't let it really get me down.”
“Why didn't you ever fight back?” Rocky said.
“I didn't think it was worth fighting over. You have to chose your battles and the one with your friends and you wasn't one that I wanted to fight. It was much easier to forgive and move on,” she said. “Besides your friends and you aren't bad people.”
Rocky stared at her.
“Does that surprise you?” she said.
He shook his head. “Not really. I wanted to thank you for saving my life.”
“If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have broken your ankle,” Zoe said.
“If it wasn't for you, I would have never been able to activate my shoe. I'd be dead right now. When I started to fall I went into shock. I froze. I couldn't have done anything for myself. Because of you all I got was a broken ankle,” he said.
“I-”
“You know what it's like when the girl who you spent so much time making fun of both to her face and behind her back tries so hard to save your life, even risking her own life. Why didn't you just let me fall? You don't even like me,” he said.
“Just because you can be a bit mean at times doesn't mean that you don't deserve to live,” she said.
“Before I fell, you tried to warn me that the glass was broken. I'm sorry for not listening,” he said.
“I should have reported that glass right away but I thought it was interesting.”
Rocky laughed. “You're a saint, Zoe, you know that? Always have been.”
Zoe smiled. “So I guess this means we can be friends?”
“Who wouldn't want to be friends with you?”
Zoe smiled and then leaned over to give Rocky a hug.
The Forgotten World Part 14
Index
Nov 24, 2011
Nov 23, 2011
The Forgotten World Part 12
The Forgotten World Part 11
“Right this way, Zoe,” Jacob said going into a room. A man also followed them in. Zoe and Jacob put Rocky on the table.
“I'm Dr. John,” he said. “So let me get this straight. You two fell from hundreds of feet up in the air and all you got was a hurt ankle?” He pointed at Rocky. “And this one didn't take any harm at all?” He pointed to Zoe. “Tell me, how is that possible?”
“It was my shoe it slowed down our fall,” Rocky said.
“Rocky hit the ground before me. He broke my fall,” Zoe said.
“Fine. Fine. I'm not sure if it's broken or just twisted, I mean nothing looks out of place or weird, but I'm going to put a cast on it anyway. You'll be able to get it off in a month,” Dr. John said.
“Wait, can't you just cure it with a laser?” Rocky said his eyes growing wide.
“Oh, boy,” Dr. John responded shaking his head. “Maybe where you're from. But if we can't even take a decent X-ray then we definitely can't do that. And since this is obviously your first time getting a cast, I'm going to warn you it's going to hurt quite a bit.”
Rocky whimpered. “I'm not sure if I want-”
“Stop being such a baby. I'll tell you one thing, kid, if you're going to live here you're going to need to man up,” he said. “Listen, if you don't get a cast on it and don't let it set it's going to hurt even worse.”
“Um, okay. I'll do it,” Rocky said squeezing his eyes shut.
“I'm going to ask you four to leave,” Dr. John said to Zoe, Jacob, and his sisters.
“Okay,” Jacob said as he guided the girls out.
As soon as they were out Rachel turned to Zoe and said, “You get to sleep in our room.”
“What?” Jacob said.
“She's right. Zoe's your responsibility which in turn means she's our responsibility,” Leah said.
“I think you're right, and we definitely have enough room for two more cots. I think we can make it work. Who's going to tell mom and dad?” Jacob said.
“We're right here,” a tall woman with the same nose and the same light-brown hair color as Jacob said.
“And we already set up the two additional cots,” the man that was her companion said.
“I'm Ruth and this is my husband, Daniel,” the woman said. “C'mon we'll show you where you'll be staying.” She then grabbed Zoe by the hand and led her up the stairs.
Zoe sighed and turned towards Jacob. “I hope that gets easier,” she said smiling.
“You hope what gets easier?” he responded.
“Stairs. Would you believe that the ones we just went up are only my second?” she said.
“Yeah, you'll get used to them,” he said.
“Thank goodness,” she said.
She was then led a little bit further and into a room. On the floor were six cots arranged in a circular pattern. They were all a light tan and each had a pillow on the end except one had two. The walls were covered hand prints and all sorts of things in different colors of paints. There was a storage unit against one wall that more of the brown storage units Zoe had seen in the house. “It's very nice,” she said.
“Thank-you. You'll be staying here for a while so I hope so,” Ruth said. “I going to go help with dinner. I'll come get you when it's ready.
The Forgotten World Part 13
Index
“Right this way, Zoe,” Jacob said going into a room. A man also followed them in. Zoe and Jacob put Rocky on the table.
“I'm Dr. John,” he said. “So let me get this straight. You two fell from hundreds of feet up in the air and all you got was a hurt ankle?” He pointed at Rocky. “And this one didn't take any harm at all?” He pointed to Zoe. “Tell me, how is that possible?”
“It was my shoe it slowed down our fall,” Rocky said.
“Rocky hit the ground before me. He broke my fall,” Zoe said.
“Fine. Fine. I'm not sure if it's broken or just twisted, I mean nothing looks out of place or weird, but I'm going to put a cast on it anyway. You'll be able to get it off in a month,” Dr. John said.
“Wait, can't you just cure it with a laser?” Rocky said his eyes growing wide.
“Oh, boy,” Dr. John responded shaking his head. “Maybe where you're from. But if we can't even take a decent X-ray then we definitely can't do that. And since this is obviously your first time getting a cast, I'm going to warn you it's going to hurt quite a bit.”
Rocky whimpered. “I'm not sure if I want-”
“Stop being such a baby. I'll tell you one thing, kid, if you're going to live here you're going to need to man up,” he said. “Listen, if you don't get a cast on it and don't let it set it's going to hurt even worse.”
“Um, okay. I'll do it,” Rocky said squeezing his eyes shut.
“I'm going to ask you four to leave,” Dr. John said to Zoe, Jacob, and his sisters.
“Okay,” Jacob said as he guided the girls out.
As soon as they were out Rachel turned to Zoe and said, “You get to sleep in our room.”
“What?” Jacob said.
“She's right. Zoe's your responsibility which in turn means she's our responsibility,” Leah said.
“I think you're right, and we definitely have enough room for two more cots. I think we can make it work. Who's going to tell mom and dad?” Jacob said.
“We're right here,” a tall woman with the same nose and the same light-brown hair color as Jacob said.
“And we already set up the two additional cots,” the man that was her companion said.
“I'm Ruth and this is my husband, Daniel,” the woman said. “C'mon we'll show you where you'll be staying.” She then grabbed Zoe by the hand and led her up the stairs.
Zoe sighed and turned towards Jacob. “I hope that gets easier,” she said smiling.
“You hope what gets easier?” he responded.
“Stairs. Would you believe that the ones we just went up are only my second?” she said.
“Yeah, you'll get used to them,” he said.
“Thank goodness,” she said.
She was then led a little bit further and into a room. On the floor were six cots arranged in a circular pattern. They were all a light tan and each had a pillow on the end except one had two. The walls were covered hand prints and all sorts of things in different colors of paints. There was a storage unit against one wall that more of the brown storage units Zoe had seen in the house. “It's very nice,” she said.
“Thank-you. You'll be staying here for a while so I hope so,” Ruth said. “I going to go help with dinner. I'll come get you when it's ready.
The Forgotten World Part 13
Index
The Forgotten World Part 11
The Forgotten World Part 10
Zoe smiled.
"I'm Sarah. First thing we need to do is get this little bright-haired boy a cast and a place to stay while he's being cured," she said with a very loud voice. "Jacob, since you brought them in I'm making you responsible for them."
"Yes, Sarah," Jacob said. "C'mon Zoe, let's take Rocky to Dr. John."
They started to walk and they were quickly joined by two girls on both sides of the party.
"Really, Jacob? Only you'd be able to go on a Hunting Trip and come back with a boy and girl from the Glass World," the taller of the two said.
The other girl pulled on Zoe's clothes and said, "You're really pretty. Are you and Jacob going to get married?"
"Leah! Rachel! Can we help you?" Jacob said.
"Yes," the younger of the two said turning to Rocky. "Why is your hair aqua blue?"
"Um, well, everyone where I'm from has about this bright of hair," Rocky said.
"But her hair isn't. Doesn't she come from the same place that you do?" she said referring to Zoe.
"You called me pretty. I've never been called that before. Thank-you," Zoe said.
"I'm Rachel," she said smiling.
"How old are you, Rachel?" Zoe asked.
"I'm 6," she said.
"I'm Leah," the other one said. "I'm 13."
"These are my sisters," Jacob said.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters, Zoe?" Rachel asked.
"No, with population control and people just wanting one kid, not a lot of people have more then one kid," Zoe said.
"My friend, Daisy, has a brother," Rocky said. "But she's the only one I know of."
The Forgotten World Part 12
Index
Zoe smiled.
"I'm Sarah. First thing we need to do is get this little bright-haired boy a cast and a place to stay while he's being cured," she said with a very loud voice. "Jacob, since you brought them in I'm making you responsible for them."
"Yes, Sarah," Jacob said. "C'mon Zoe, let's take Rocky to Dr. John."
They started to walk and they were quickly joined by two girls on both sides of the party.
"Really, Jacob? Only you'd be able to go on a Hunting Trip and come back with a boy and girl from the Glass World," the taller of the two said.
The other girl pulled on Zoe's clothes and said, "You're really pretty. Are you and Jacob going to get married?"
"Leah! Rachel! Can we help you?" Jacob said.
"Yes," the younger of the two said turning to Rocky. "Why is your hair aqua blue?"
"Um, well, everyone where I'm from has about this bright of hair," Rocky said.
"But her hair isn't. Doesn't she come from the same place that you do?" she said referring to Zoe.
"You called me pretty. I've never been called that before. Thank-you," Zoe said.
"I'm Rachel," she said smiling.
"How old are you, Rachel?" Zoe asked.
"I'm 6," she said.
"I'm Leah," the other one said. "I'm 13."
"These are my sisters," Jacob said.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters, Zoe?" Rachel asked.
"No, with population control and people just wanting one kid, not a lot of people have more then one kid," Zoe said.
"My friend, Daisy, has a brother," Rocky said. "But she's the only one I know of."
The Forgotten World Part 12
Index
Nov 22, 2011
The Forgotten World Part 10
I'm really excited. Part 10 is always a big deal for me. If I can get to part 10 then I'm on way to finishing the entire story. Plus I'm really excited for this scene. This is where they get to meet the entire tribe. Yay!
The Forgotten World Part 9
They had been wandering for quite some time when something in the distance grabbed Zoe's attention. “The Omnipotent Center,” she said gasping.
“Wow, it didn't know it was so close to the surface,” Rocky said looking at the looming gray building.
“They couldn't build up, so they built down. And there's no way you'd be able to tell that it's that close to the surface because there's no windows,” Zoe said.
“You guys talking about that annoying gray building. Hmm, Omnipotent Center? Fitting name. Actually the fact that we can see it this well is a good sign. Means we're getting close to the tribe. That dumb gray building is only fifteen minutes away from the tribe," Jacob said.
They went a little bit further until they came to a large brown building. "This is it," Jacob said.
"This is the tribe? In this building?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah, it used to be a school before, you know, everyone left. We used to live in the houses but when the other tribe attacked us for power we all moved in together to strengthen our forces. This is one of the biggest places we could find near by," Jacob said.
"Other tribes?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah, the attacks were actually over 35 years ago but we decided to stay together. This other tribe wanted to enslave us but failed. After the snow storm they decided to move back down South. I guess they didn't like snow. Anyway, we haven't seen any of them since,
"That's why I was so confused when I saw you. I thought you were for sure one of the people from that power-hungry tribe but then again you definitely didn't have the same accent," Jacob told them. "Should we go in?"
Zoe nodded and Jacob pushed open the doors. Zoe didn't see anyone but then Jacob said almost reading her mind, "They're all in the common area."
They only had to walk a little bit further when they walked into a room filled with sunlight. One of the walls was covered with windows. The room was filled with people, they all turned to stare at Jacob, Zoe, and Rocky as they walked in. They went silent.
A near by woman broke the silence by saying, "Jacob, who are these people?"
"This is Rocky and Zoe, they're from the Glass World. Rocky's broken his ankle and I was hoping that our tribe could offer them a bit of hospitality," he responded talking to the entire room.
"They don't belong here," a young man yelled from across the room.
"Don't be such a baby, Aaron," a little white-haired old lady said walking up to Jacob. "These two came from up there. Well, I say they must be angels who've fallen from Heaven."
"Is Heaven another name for our world?" Zoe asked.
"What's an angel?" Rocky asked.
"Oh, boy. You two have never heard of Heaven or angels?" she asked.
They shook their heads.
"Well, they have a lot to learn but as tribal councilor. I say we teach them," she said turning around and smiling at the people.
The Forgotten World Part 11
Index
The Forgotten World Part 9
They had been wandering for quite some time when something in the distance grabbed Zoe's attention. “The Omnipotent Center,” she said gasping.
“Wow, it didn't know it was so close to the surface,” Rocky said looking at the looming gray building.
“They couldn't build up, so they built down. And there's no way you'd be able to tell that it's that close to the surface because there's no windows,” Zoe said.
“You guys talking about that annoying gray building. Hmm, Omnipotent Center? Fitting name. Actually the fact that we can see it this well is a good sign. Means we're getting close to the tribe. That dumb gray building is only fifteen minutes away from the tribe," Jacob said.
They went a little bit further until they came to a large brown building. "This is it," Jacob said.
"This is the tribe? In this building?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah, it used to be a school before, you know, everyone left. We used to live in the houses but when the other tribe attacked us for power we all moved in together to strengthen our forces. This is one of the biggest places we could find near by," Jacob said.
"Other tribes?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah, the attacks were actually over 35 years ago but we decided to stay together. This other tribe wanted to enslave us but failed. After the snow storm they decided to move back down South. I guess they didn't like snow. Anyway, we haven't seen any of them since,
"That's why I was so confused when I saw you. I thought you were for sure one of the people from that power-hungry tribe but then again you definitely didn't have the same accent," Jacob told them. "Should we go in?"
Zoe nodded and Jacob pushed open the doors. Zoe didn't see anyone but then Jacob said almost reading her mind, "They're all in the common area."
They only had to walk a little bit further when they walked into a room filled with sunlight. One of the walls was covered with windows. The room was filled with people, they all turned to stare at Jacob, Zoe, and Rocky as they walked in. They went silent.
A near by woman broke the silence by saying, "Jacob, who are these people?"
"This is Rocky and Zoe, they're from the Glass World. Rocky's broken his ankle and I was hoping that our tribe could offer them a bit of hospitality," he responded talking to the entire room.
"They don't belong here," a young man yelled from across the room.
"Don't be such a baby, Aaron," a little white-haired old lady said walking up to Jacob. "These two came from up there. Well, I say they must be angels who've fallen from Heaven."
"Is Heaven another name for our world?" Zoe asked.
"What's an angel?" Rocky asked.
"Oh, boy. You two have never heard of Heaven or angels?" she asked.
They shook their heads.
"Well, they have a lot to learn but as tribal councilor. I say we teach them," she said turning around and smiling at the people.
The Forgotten World Part 11
Index
Nov 12, 2011
The Dreams
Just so you know, this actually was my dream, well, tweeked a lot. My dream was like Inception and three TV shows I had watched mixed with a possible computer game as well as a little bit of reality and my own subconscious thoughts. But this is not my dream. Enjoy.
If my mother had taught me anything, it was hard work. If my father taught me anything, it was to be a lazy drunk bum. Luckily I always preferred my mother.
My mother had liked my father when they were dating, she told me he had been a different man, a gentleman. But just a few months after their wedding, he was laid off of his job. My mother worked at a waitress and my father decided that he no longer needed a job if she was working. He would confiscate her check every month and if she tried to refuse he would hit her or beat her. He started out using it to pay the rent, buy food, and just an occasional beer but as time moved on, he used it mostly only to buy alcohol.
Little did my father know, mostly because he was always to drunk to notice, was that my mother asked for two checks from her work, her boss was happy to oblige when he heard of her circumstances and split her pay in half. She gave him one check and used the other to pay for food and rent as well as saving as much as she could. She told me every day that as soon as she could get enough money, we'd be leaving somewhere where we would be safe, somewhere he would never find us.
I was five years old when we ran away. She had only saved a little money but her sister, her parents, and her friends has helped her out a little too. They couldn't stand seeing her with that man. We had lived in Boston but we went as far as we could, almost to the other side of the country to live in a small town in Montana. My mother got a job, almost right away, once again as a waitress for a small local diner. She divorced my father and we never saw him again. Immediately she looked 20 years younger.
It's been ten years. Now my mother owns the small diner. The original owner, having no kids, gave it to her when he retired. She owns a small house near by with a small garden and a chicken coop. She's engaged to a wonderful man who makes her very happy. As for me, I am 15 years old now and I work as a farm hand at a near by local farm. I also work part-time at my mother's diner. I work hard to help her pay the bills, the rent, and for food.
My story starts at that farm.
Charity, the farmer's youngest daughter, watched me feed the animals. "When's your mom getting married?" she asked me.
"June 18th," I said.
"Oh, we're so excited for her wedding. We were going to give you a little raise so it would be even better," Mrs. White, the farmer's wife, said, coming in.
"That's okay. Will is pretty persistent in paying for the whole thing. He's pretty well off. His house is big enough that all my step-siblings and I will be able to have our own rooms," I said.
"We're going to miss you. What is your mother going to do with her diner?" she asked.
"She's planning on keeping it. She's going to buy a car so she can get there every day. I was planning on keeping my job here at the farm as well. My mom was just going to drive me here every day."
"Well, you're an excellent farm hand. I don't know we'd do without you," Charity said biting her lip and staring at my chest.
"Yes, well we appreciate you for more then just your abs," Mrs. White said.
"Good to know," I said putting back on my shirt, "I have to go start my shift at the diner."
"See you later. I can't wait for your mom's wedding," Mrs. White said.
"Bye Mason," Charity said.
If my mother had taught me anything, it was hard work. If my father taught me anything, it was to be a lazy drunk bum. Luckily I always preferred my mother.
My mother had liked my father when they were dating, she told me he had been a different man, a gentleman. But just a few months after their wedding, he was laid off of his job. My mother worked at a waitress and my father decided that he no longer needed a job if she was working. He would confiscate her check every month and if she tried to refuse he would hit her or beat her. He started out using it to pay the rent, buy food, and just an occasional beer but as time moved on, he used it mostly only to buy alcohol.
Little did my father know, mostly because he was always to drunk to notice, was that my mother asked for two checks from her work, her boss was happy to oblige when he heard of her circumstances and split her pay in half. She gave him one check and used the other to pay for food and rent as well as saving as much as she could. She told me every day that as soon as she could get enough money, we'd be leaving somewhere where we would be safe, somewhere he would never find us.
I was five years old when we ran away. She had only saved a little money but her sister, her parents, and her friends has helped her out a little too. They couldn't stand seeing her with that man. We had lived in Boston but we went as far as we could, almost to the other side of the country to live in a small town in Montana. My mother got a job, almost right away, once again as a waitress for a small local diner. She divorced my father and we never saw him again. Immediately she looked 20 years younger.
It's been ten years. Now my mother owns the small diner. The original owner, having no kids, gave it to her when he retired. She owns a small house near by with a small garden and a chicken coop. She's engaged to a wonderful man who makes her very happy. As for me, I am 15 years old now and I work as a farm hand at a near by local farm. I also work part-time at my mother's diner. I work hard to help her pay the bills, the rent, and for food.
My story starts at that farm.
Charity, the farmer's youngest daughter, watched me feed the animals. "When's your mom getting married?" she asked me.
"June 18th," I said.
"Oh, we're so excited for her wedding. We were going to give you a little raise so it would be even better," Mrs. White, the farmer's wife, said, coming in.
"That's okay. Will is pretty persistent in paying for the whole thing. He's pretty well off. His house is big enough that all my step-siblings and I will be able to have our own rooms," I said.
"We're going to miss you. What is your mother going to do with her diner?" she asked.
"She's planning on keeping it. She's going to buy a car so she can get there every day. I was planning on keeping my job here at the farm as well. My mom was just going to drive me here every day."
"Well, you're an excellent farm hand. I don't know we'd do without you," Charity said biting her lip and staring at my chest.
"Yes, well we appreciate you for more then just your abs," Mrs. White said.
"Good to know," I said putting back on my shirt, "I have to go start my shift at the diner."
"See you later. I can't wait for your mom's wedding," Mrs. White said.
"Bye Mason," Charity said.
Nov 9, 2011
Time Capsule
This is the story I might have written at the end of Future Week, maybe, I actually just came up with the idea recently. Oh, heck, who am I kidding? I had no idea what I was going to write at the end of Future Week just pretend this was it.
Imagine loosing all your senses. You can't feel a thing, it's like floating in mid-air. You can't taste anything. That horrible taste in your mouth, almost as a constant, is gone. You can't smell, you can't see, and you can't hear anything. All of your senses have left. It's almost like you don't have a body at all anymore.
You are completely alone with your thoughts. Time passes but you are unaware of how much. There is nothing distracting you. You have no needs. You don't get hungry, you don't get tired or thirsty, and you don't have any itches anywhere. And all material needs are gone as well, you need nothing when you are nothing.
This was the state I was in currently. When I first realized I was in this state I panicked. How had I gotten here, to this state of nothingness? I started to worry I'd forget who I was. I'd forget where I came from. I'd forget my hopes and dreams.
I'd remind myself constantly, "My name is Destiny Nolan, no middle name. I lived in Denver, Colorado my entire life. I am 16 years old. I have a father but I'm not sure where my mother is. I used to know her but she left soon after I turned 8. I have brown hair that reaches my shoulders and green eyes like my mother." And so on. It was soon after when I realized that the entire process was trivial. I wasn't soon to forget where I had come from, actually the opposite occurred. The past was all I had. I was alone with my memories. You know when you sit and think about something for a while it eventually comes back to you like it had just been waiting for you to look for it. It was like that for me all the time, my memories became sharper things coming back the more I thought about them.
I found thinking about the world's problems and overall intricate philosophical thinking overall boring and monotonous. I preferred thinking of good things I had seen, jokes I had heard, stories I had been told, and things I would do if I were to return to normal. I'm not sure what you would do with what seems like an infinite amount of time alone with your thought but that is what I did with mine.
I had been sitting this way for quite some time. I was unaware how much had passed. When I thought back it seemed like it could have been anywhere from a few minutes to many years. I had become content.
Then it all come back to me at once. Suddenly a flood of light entered where there had only been darkness and a yellow room accompanied it. All of my senses came back to me. You don't realize that you're always hearing, smelling, tasting, and feeling something until you haven't for a while. I regained the movements of my body, I literally I was able to feel my body begging my mind to control it. All the aches of being human also returned. I wasn't hungry but I wasn't satisfied with the amount of food I had now. I ached and itched all over. I truly wished I could just close my eyes and go back within the first five seconds of my new existence.
I stumbled into the yellow room. It wasn't actually yellow but because of the artificial lighting, the brown furniture, and the cream colored walls it felt yellow. I looked around. There was no one here.
Imagine loosing all your senses. You can't feel a thing, it's like floating in mid-air. You can't taste anything. That horrible taste in your mouth, almost as a constant, is gone. You can't smell, you can't see, and you can't hear anything. All of your senses have left. It's almost like you don't have a body at all anymore.
You are completely alone with your thoughts. Time passes but you are unaware of how much. There is nothing distracting you. You have no needs. You don't get hungry, you don't get tired or thirsty, and you don't have any itches anywhere. And all material needs are gone as well, you need nothing when you are nothing.
This was the state I was in currently. When I first realized I was in this state I panicked. How had I gotten here, to this state of nothingness? I started to worry I'd forget who I was. I'd forget where I came from. I'd forget my hopes and dreams.
I'd remind myself constantly, "My name is Destiny Nolan, no middle name. I lived in Denver, Colorado my entire life. I am 16 years old. I have a father but I'm not sure where my mother is. I used to know her but she left soon after I turned 8. I have brown hair that reaches my shoulders and green eyes like my mother." And so on. It was soon after when I realized that the entire process was trivial. I wasn't soon to forget where I had come from, actually the opposite occurred. The past was all I had. I was alone with my memories. You know when you sit and think about something for a while it eventually comes back to you like it had just been waiting for you to look for it. It was like that for me all the time, my memories became sharper things coming back the more I thought about them.
I found thinking about the world's problems and overall intricate philosophical thinking overall boring and monotonous. I preferred thinking of good things I had seen, jokes I had heard, stories I had been told, and things I would do if I were to return to normal. I'm not sure what you would do with what seems like an infinite amount of time alone with your thought but that is what I did with mine.
I had been sitting this way for quite some time. I was unaware how much had passed. When I thought back it seemed like it could have been anywhere from a few minutes to many years. I had become content.
Then it all come back to me at once. Suddenly a flood of light entered where there had only been darkness and a yellow room accompanied it. All of my senses came back to me. You don't realize that you're always hearing, smelling, tasting, and feeling something until you haven't for a while. I regained the movements of my body, I literally I was able to feel my body begging my mind to control it. All the aches of being human also returned. I wasn't hungry but I wasn't satisfied with the amount of food I had now. I ached and itched all over. I truly wished I could just close my eyes and go back within the first five seconds of my new existence.
I stumbled into the yellow room. It wasn't actually yellow but because of the artificial lighting, the brown furniture, and the cream colored walls it felt yellow. I looked around. There was no one here.
Nov 3, 2011
Future Week and Computer Failure
Okay, I realize that Future Week Banner was up for a long time but I couldn't fix it because I didn't have access to my laptop due to my cord dying which is also the reason I wasn't able to continue with Future Week. Sadness. It would have been neat. Oh well, there's always the next themed week. Anyway I'm back and so is my original format.
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