Fading from Reality

Story -Little Box Child

Art – YuhanHu

Today feels strange. Not the type of strange where teapots are flying everywhere, but the strange as if you know something bad is going to happen. I sat on the sofa talking to this person who said he can “help me”. I don’t like him, yet I don’t hate him either; I just don’t want to be here. I look around the plain room as he rambled about something that I could care less about right now. I look at the time hoping that time will somehow fast forwards, so I won’t have to be in this painful situation. I played with my long, brown hair trying to get my long bangs out of my eyes. “Man, I probably need to get a haircut. Besides, why am I here? They should just let me go home.” I thought. Before I could go on an angry rant complaining about my life, I heard an annoyed sigh next to me.

“Now Ms. Jones, I need you to tell me what’s wrong. You’ve been coming here for three months and there hasn’t been any progress, so please, just tell me what’s up.” Brad said impatiently.

“I don’t know. All I know is my aunt paid you to “fix me”. But, if you really care, lately I’ve been having nightmares.” I said filled with annoyance.

“Oh! Well if you don’t mind, would you like to tell me your nightmares, so I can at least help?” he said sarcastically.

“Do you really want to listen to it? It’s a very long story.” I said hoping he wouldn’t want to listen.

“I have a lot of time, I’m sure I can listen to you,” he said.

I took a deep breath and started to tell my nightmare.

I woke up, but I’m somewhere cold and it’s very dark. I can’t see anything. Where is she!

“Oh no no no no no no,” I said with fear. I tried looking for her. I have to know she’s safe. I try reaching my hand out to feel her, but all I got was nothing. I feel my stomach sinking as if an imaginary weight was tied to my stomach and it’s making me want to fall forwards. I want to barf, but I know it will come out as midnight black acid. I seem like an abandoned puppy kicked to the curb, only to fend for itself. I want her tiny hands to wrap around me and say, “Everything will be okay.” Suddenly, I saw a faint, teal glow coming out of my chest. I pulled out the glowing cube only to see it has the word engraved “Hope”. I moved it around the dark abyss to realize that I was in some sort forest.

“Lisa! Where are you?” I repeatedly called with all my might. Hoping I can see her hair peeking out anywhere. I wander around the dark forest with my little glowing cube that has been my only light source. I kept wandering around until my little teal cube turns into an electric turquoise. I didn’t know why, but I knew I was getting closer to finding where Lisa is.

I walked closer to find one of Lisa’s shoe! I drop my little cube and sprinted toward the only thing that belongs to Lisa. I grabbed it with care as I stare at the tiny saddle that used to be on the foot of Lisa. I look up from my hand and noticed that a petite figure on the ground. I carefully step toward the unknown figure, only for my eyes to widen in shock and horror. There on the ground was Lisa. I threw everything out of my way, not caring about the things that are around me, and ran toward Lisa. Kneeling beside her, I grabbed her cold, fragile hands and held them so tight hoping to give her warmth. Lisa just laid there with her brown hair sprawled across the soft ground, her body relaxed, and her brown eyes half-lidded; she looked so relaxed and peaceful.

“Lisa! Please don’t leave me alone,” I pleaded looking into her eyes to show how desperate I am. She looks at me with a tiny smile on her face and weakly replied, “Don’t worry silly. You’ll never be alone because love connects us all together.” As she finished her sentence she slowly starts to fade away from my grasp. I was silent. I sat there and watch as her particles lift up in the air never to be retrieved. I stared emotionless as I watched her being ripped from me after everything I had to do. She left me alone.

“Well then Ms. Jones. It seems it’s time for you to leave. Please remember that dream of yours, so I can ask you some questions.” I nodded and silently left the room.

As I walked back home, I questioned myself. Why didn’t I do anything? I felt so vulnerable and miserable at the same time. When I reached my little house, I unlocked the door and went in. I took off my shoes and place them beside a pair of little saddles. I sighed as I picked up one of the saddles and inspected it. I leaned against the door and slid down to the ground and my voice was no more than a whisper, and I said, “I love you.” I slowly got up and continue to go to my bed, until I felt a gentle hug and heard some faint words saying,

“I love you, too Alice.”