I+Remember,+Kali

Her hands wrapped around my neck. I couldn’t breathe. The cold January wind couldn’t get down my throat and into my lungs. I tried to take a deep win. The snow fell from the rooftop of the old wooden barn. I could feel a gust of wind. She released me just before my eyes closed.

I took a deep breath of that cold air. My head was now is a messy ponytail. I lunged forward, grabbing a long stick of wood with a nail in it that had fallen from the top of the barn. I jabbed the the nail deep into her shoulder. She cried out with pain. I stepped back. I could see dark blood coming out of her. It stained the long black train of her dress.

I heard a noise coming from horses, just outside the barn door. I turned from her to see a dark figure coming close. I gripped the wooden stick tight, ready for my next move. As the figure moved into the light I could see his dark dark hair and that he had eyes just like mine. I loosened the wooden stick and suddenly felt myself falling backwards on the ground, the figure falling with me.

I looked up to see her standing over us. She had taken me off guard. She watched me, still laying on the ground with him over me. I tried to sit up but I felt dizzy. I felt my eyes slowly closing. I fell back on the hay-covered floor of the old barn.

I woke up lying in a bed of white. I had wires all around me. My hair was pulled down. I looked to my right to see the same boy from the night before.

“Good morning Claire, I’m Dustin,” he said with a warm smile.

“Hi. I remember you from last night. What happened? I don’t remember anything,” I said, rubbing my forehead.

“I’ll tell you later but right now you have to get some sleep.”

I closed my eyes once more again and slowly fell asleep like Dustin told me. I didn’t know what was going to happen when I awoke but I was sure that everything would be okay. I closed my eyes with thoughts of Dustin running through my mind.

I began to remember him. Was he a distant family member of a close friend? I really felt like I was connected to him somehow like I had loved him or he had loved me. I pictured his warm smile and dreamed of looking into his eyes. This wasn’t a fairy tale with the witches in my dreams holding me back from him. This was real life.

Witches and evil beings were out to get me. I remember that before my mother died last spring, she said, “Watch out for the witch with blonde hair and blue eyes. Beware of black and purple mixed in with her golden locks of hair. You are the next person. The next person who can save us.” I had lost another family member. My dad died when I was very young. I didn’t know him at all. My mother’s death killed me inside.

I rolled around in the small bed. My eyes were still closed when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was awake in a second. I looked up to see Dustin standing over me. His lips were moving but I couldn’t hear anything he was saying. I looked around the room but still heard nothing. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.

I looked into his eyes. A second later his lips were on mine. He pulled back and I felt like I had come back to life. I could hear him now. I gave him a funny look but I knew that he understood me. He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and walked out of the room.

I put my hands to my mouth. I now remembered who he was.