Okay, so this is the beginning of a LOT of things.... So plz enjoy! ^_^
*Bella's POV*
It was like one of those inescapable dreams toi can't bring yourself to wake up from.
And what was strange about this dream was the fact that I was in a white room. Damn, I really must be insane. I mean, c'mon! A white room? But this room was endless, their were no boundaries; their were walls and corners, but I was afraid to venture around those corners, afraid of what I might find locked away in my mind . . .
But this was my crazy dream, and I had to do something. So I walked until I made it to the corner, par this time, I could hear voices coming from all around me - and they were coming from the outside of my body. Had people found me? Would I wake up?
Then something small covered in a black manteau ran into the hall I was standing in and away from me. Whatever it was was running on two legs and was child-sized, I just couldn't see anything because of the large, dark cloak.
I heard a girly-giggle come from it, a happy sound, like she was welcoming me, happy that I was here with her. While ghostly-like running from me, she turned her head to look at me.
I gasped. A few curly strands of golden locks spilled, covering most of her chubby face that glowed, but was a silver, ghostly pale white color. And then her eyes were . . . a crystal blue color that shined but the pupil . . . It was white, not black, white. It faintly reminded me of that of a blind person's eyes, how the pupil is a dead white color. But this white was very much alive.
Then she turned her head back around and continued running away. I have no idea why, but I followed her.
We went around another corner and emptied out into a spacious room where I heard very familiar crying.
And then I saw my little Angel - the little girl I had followed vanished in her place - walking towards me with her small arms extended towards me, wanting me to hold her and snuggle her close to me like I always do.
But then her adorable face grew scared and worried and black shadows covered the white room along with her.
"Alana!" I screamed in terror, sitting straight up, grasping the sheets that were drapped around me.
"Bella, it's okay! Calm down, don't freak out, it was just a dream," I heard a familiar high-soprano voice say from beside me and I looked up and gasped.
No memory of mine did her justice. I re-memorized her short and spiked out in every direction black hair, her pixie-like form and face with her abnormally pale skin. And then there was her caramel dur au beurre, caramel, caramel au beurre golden eyes that gazed into mine with all of their sisterly l’amour and concern.
"Alice?" I gasped, sure I was still dreaming, but my dreams rarely included Alice, who had been like the sister I never had.
"Surprise, surprise!" she grinned her familiar grin at me while I stared at her in shock, wondering if this was really real ou not.
I want to know EVERYONE'S commentaires on this, especially the dream!!! ^_^
*Bella's POV*
It was like one of those inescapable dreams toi can't bring yourself to wake up from.
And what was strange about this dream was the fact that I was in a white room. Damn, I really must be insane. I mean, c'mon! A white room? But this room was endless, their were no boundaries; their were walls and corners, but I was afraid to venture around those corners, afraid of what I might find locked away in my mind . . .
But this was my crazy dream, and I had to do something. So I walked until I made it to the corner, par this time, I could hear voices coming from all around me - and they were coming from the outside of my body. Had people found me? Would I wake up?
Then something small covered in a black manteau ran into the hall I was standing in and away from me. Whatever it was was running on two legs and was child-sized, I just couldn't see anything because of the large, dark cloak.
I heard a girly-giggle come from it, a happy sound, like she was welcoming me, happy that I was here with her. While ghostly-like running from me, she turned her head to look at me.
I gasped. A few curly strands of golden locks spilled, covering most of her chubby face that glowed, but was a silver, ghostly pale white color. And then her eyes were . . . a crystal blue color that shined but the pupil . . . It was white, not black, white. It faintly reminded me of that of a blind person's eyes, how the pupil is a dead white color. But this white was very much alive.
Then she turned her head back around and continued running away. I have no idea why, but I followed her.
We went around another corner and emptied out into a spacious room where I heard very familiar crying.
And then I saw my little Angel - the little girl I had followed vanished in her place - walking towards me with her small arms extended towards me, wanting me to hold her and snuggle her close to me like I always do.
But then her adorable face grew scared and worried and black shadows covered the white room along with her.
"Alana!" I screamed in terror, sitting straight up, grasping the sheets that were drapped around me.
"Bella, it's okay! Calm down, don't freak out, it was just a dream," I heard a familiar high-soprano voice say from beside me and I looked up and gasped.
No memory of mine did her justice. I re-memorized her short and spiked out in every direction black hair, her pixie-like form and face with her abnormally pale skin. And then there was her caramel dur au beurre, caramel, caramel au beurre golden eyes that gazed into mine with all of their sisterly l’amour and concern.
"Alice?" I gasped, sure I was still dreaming, but my dreams rarely included Alice, who had been like the sister I never had.
"Surprise, surprise!" she grinned her familiar grin at me while I stared at her in shock, wondering if this was really real ou not.
I want to know EVERYONE'S commentaires on this, especially the dream!!! ^_^
