Chapter 2 - Remembrance
Submitted January 14, 2008 Updated June 9, 2008 Status Complete | an original story by mwah about a boy named victor and a weird visit to his grand parents.
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Chapter 2 - Remembrance
Chapter 2 - Remembrance
Chapter 2:
Remembrance
by Valen "James" Graves
The morning after the appearance of the mysterious woman who had followed Victor into his grandmothers house, young Victor was so full of questions. Who was the girl? Where did she come from? What was her name? All these questions filled his head as he started on his first day at his grandparents. He walked down the stairs and sat on the bottom step. Victor had a soft side that cared for plants and liked to draw different ones when he went to his grandparents. This time however he was shocked to see a blue-green flower about the same color of the girl. Their had been a pale circle within the middle of the flower. Victor had to take a closer look.
“OH!” Victor had been startled. As he looked into the flower he had seen something he had never seen in a plant. The middle of the flower was a face! He fell backwards onto the steps. His eyes were closed as he tried to put pieces together. Questions were in his head again. ‘Could this be the girl?’ he thought as he thought of the amazing flower. ’Could she have been a flower this whole time?’
Suddenly and without warning a noise was heard from the bushes. They seemed to be running from Victor. Curious of the noises he opened his eyes. The flower was GONE! All that was left was a patch of dirt and noises running further. Victor wanted to find where the noises were coming from so he ran toward them. He ran deep into the forest dodging trees and passing exotic flowers he had never seen before. The noise was close and he felt like thousand of eyes were watching him run. He saw green hair run through the trees. ‘The girl!’ he thought,’ I can find out who she is.’
Victor had been getting tired fast. He was now far away from his grandparents house, but he couldn’t give up. He had to know who she was. Her footsteps, that had been the noise as she ran through the brush, had been getting closer still. He had thought he was on her when they stopped. He stood in place waiting for a sign she was still moving somewhere. He stood there in silence for ten minutes and decided to turn back. He turned around and his head had hit against something hard. A woman’s scream of pain rattled out from the blurs of his vision. Then there was darkness.
In this darkness he had thought of the question again. ‘Where did he see her before?’ He could remember her vaguely but his encounter earlier that day with the face in the flower had proven who she was. Three years ago when Victor had first dreamt of flowers, the girl had been there in those dreams. She had taught him everything about his plants as he slept. But if she were a dream, why was she in the real world? Could she have been real too? And if so, why did she wait this long to show herself? Victor had to know but first he would have to wake up.
“Victor, Victor, wake up.” He opened his eyes to find a woman in the blurs of his vision. As his vision cleared none of his answers were answered. Unfortunately his grand month was there next to him and his head was moist from a hot pack on his forehead. Victor had wondered now what knocked him out and if he would see the girl from his dreams again. He also wondered if she could be other things beside flowers ,and if so, is she watching him secretly right now? Has she always been watching him?
To be cont.
Remembrance
by Valen "James" Graves
The morning after the appearance of the mysterious woman who had followed Victor into his grandmothers house, young Victor was so full of questions. Who was the girl? Where did she come from? What was her name? All these questions filled his head as he started on his first day at his grandparents. He walked down the stairs and sat on the bottom step. Victor had a soft side that cared for plants and liked to draw different ones when he went to his grandparents. This time however he was shocked to see a blue-green flower about the same color of the girl. Their had been a pale circle within the middle of the flower. Victor had to take a closer look.
“OH!” Victor had been startled. As he looked into the flower he had seen something he had never seen in a plant. The middle of the flower was a face! He fell backwards onto the steps. His eyes were closed as he tried to put pieces together. Questions were in his head again. ‘Could this be the girl?’ he thought as he thought of the amazing flower. ’Could she have been a flower this whole time?’
Suddenly and without warning a noise was heard from the bushes. They seemed to be running from Victor. Curious of the noises he opened his eyes. The flower was GONE! All that was left was a patch of dirt and noises running further. Victor wanted to find where the noises were coming from so he ran toward them. He ran deep into the forest dodging trees and passing exotic flowers he had never seen before. The noise was close and he felt like thousand of eyes were watching him run. He saw green hair run through the trees. ‘The girl!’ he thought,’ I can find out who she is.’
Victor had been getting tired fast. He was now far away from his grandparents house, but he couldn’t give up. He had to know who she was. Her footsteps, that had been the noise as she ran through the brush, had been getting closer still. He had thought he was on her when they stopped. He stood in place waiting for a sign she was still moving somewhere. He stood there in silence for ten minutes and decided to turn back. He turned around and his head had hit against something hard. A woman’s scream of pain rattled out from the blurs of his vision. Then there was darkness.
In this darkness he had thought of the question again. ‘Where did he see her before?’ He could remember her vaguely but his encounter earlier that day with the face in the flower had proven who she was. Three years ago when Victor had first dreamt of flowers, the girl had been there in those dreams. She had taught him everything about his plants as he slept. But if she were a dream, why was she in the real world? Could she have been real too? And if so, why did she wait this long to show herself? Victor had to know but first he would have to wake up.
“Victor, Victor, wake up.” He opened his eyes to find a woman in the blurs of his vision. As his vision cleared none of his answers were answered. Unfortunately his grand month was there next to him and his head was moist from a hot pack on his forehead. Victor had wondered now what knocked him out and if he would see the girl from his dreams again. He also wondered if she could be other things beside flowers ,and if so, is she watching him secretly right now? Has she always been watching him?
To be cont.
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that girl is mysterious! XD I hope Victor will find out soon! ^^