Creative Writing
My foot slips and I start to fall. Deeper and deeper I fall into darkness, until I find myself in a bevy of leaves; at least I think that’s what I’m lying in. I catch my breath than I slowly get up. “Where am I?” I think. I try to recall what just happened; why and how did I get here? I am soon becoming discombobulated as my mind searches for answers. Then I descry something in the distance. I start walking charily towards what seems to be a small opening emitting light. Unsure of what lies ahead but desperate to find a way out. I crawl through the opening. After I recover from the blinding light I find myself in a beautiful forest. Everything around me, the flowers, the grass, the warm breeze, is marked with an overwhelming felicity. I don’t know what to do, that’s when I spot a circuitous path surrounded by trees almost one hundred feet tall. I decide to discover where the path leads. I have only just started up the path; I hear something and I freeze, unsure of what to do or where to hide. I am ready to sally away from the location when a small, fury, russet colored creature stands in front of me, I turn to run but there is another behind me. Everywhere I turn there are more and more of the creatures. I am trapped. I hope they’re not carnivorous, is all I can think as the creatures surround me. For a moment I almost trust the things not to hurt me but I am proven wrong when all at once they pounce on me. The creatures lift me and begin to carry me away. I am screaming for help as I try to get away but there are hundreds of the creatures and I don’t stand a chance against their impeccable strength and synergy. Moments later I am flying through the air. Before I have time to realize what is happening I am back on my feet again with a man whom I soon realized has saved me. “Are you okay?” he asks. The moment I look into his crystal blue eyes, I freeze. His flawless features are ineffable and I almost don’t realize the creatures heading our way. Before they can reach us he stops them, and says something that I do not understand. Then one of them, who I suspect to be their leader, whispers something in his ear. “What are they saying?” I finally spit out. “The say in order for them to release you I must duel them.” When he says something else to the creatures I assume he is agreeing to their challenge. He pulls out a knife from his pocket and just as one of the creatures tries to attack him a huge beast swoops down and the mystery man jumps onto its back. Before I have time to react he has his hand stretched out pleading with me to get on. I am cynical at first, but I soon give in realizing this is my only chance to escape the creatures that are already at my heels. The creatures are becoming smaller as what I now realize to be a dragon flies higher and higher. The view is amazing and for miles I see beautiful landscape filled with mountains, forests and streams. We land and the young man helps me down. His gentle touch triggers the collywobbles that have started to form in my stomach. “I don’t believe we have met. I’m Andrew,” he says as he extends his arm to shake my hand. “And you are?” I hesitate for a moment trying to regain my earliest memory; I still can’t remember anything before my fall. “Jasmine,” I say, when it finally comes to me. “Thanks for saving me back there,” I manage to say. “My pleasure, I couldn’t let such a beautiful lady like you be treated like that.” I blush. “So what brings you to this end of the forest?” “It’s a long story I guess,” I reply. “I’ve got time, care to walk?” I agree and explain my predicament to Andrew. He tells me that this place is called Sarentona. He explains that the creatures from before are actually called Fabricantes and were just trying to cause trouble not really meaning to harm me. He tells me about his family and his village just south of here. A few hours pass and I am becoming somnolent and hungry. Andrew must realize this because he suggests we take a rest. We sit on a fallen log and he hands me a type of fruit that he broke off from one of the trees. I take a bite and a gastronomic tang fills my mouth. Everything, even the food, is perfect here. We sit their hobnobbing until sun sets. “It’s gorgeous here! I could stay forever!” I exclaim, as we watch the sun go down. “Then stay,” says Andrew. At that moment, he leans in and our lips meet. I feel a great frisson throughout my body but the moment is fugacious and we soon break apart. Andrew whistles for his dragon, Hagar, who takes us to his home. Andrew introduces me to his family and they agree that I can stay with his grandparents until my memory returns. Only it doesn’t.
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Months pass and Sarentona becomes my home. I begin making friends and the villagers all know who I am. “What a perfect day it was for a picnic.” I say as Andrew and I clean up what is left of our little feast. “And what a perfect day to give you this,” he says. He pulls out a small white box and before I have time to realize what it is he drops to one knee and is proposing. “Yes!” I exclaim with excitement. Andrew swoops me off my feet and we kiss, but I begin to lose my balance and before I know it I am falling into the river behind me. Andrew reaches for me but he is too late. I feel a sharp pain go through my skull and everything goes black.
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My eyes flutter open and I adjust to the sunlight shining through the window. Window! Where am I? I think, but I soon realize I am in my bedroom. I check the time on my clock it is 7:00am Monday May 11th 2014. Everything begins to come back to me. My name is Jasmine Cook, I am 16 years old and I live in California with my mom, dad and two sisters. Reality hits me in the face as I realize everything that happened was just a dream. I wish for sleep again, to be back in Sarentona, but that world is not real. I force myself to get ready for school trying to eschew the dream from my mind. I am oblivious to everything all day and it is when I trip down the stairs on my way out of the school when I truly snap out of my daze. The books in my hands go flying and I think I have bruised my tailbone. I slowly get up and start picking up my books when someone comes up behind me. “Hi, you dropped these,” says a strangely familiar voice. I whirl around and I am staring into those crystal blue eyes once more. I blink, wondering if I’m dreaming, but he’s still there and this time I know that this is not a dream.
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Months pass and Sarentona becomes my home. I begin making friends and the villagers all know who I am. “What a perfect day it was for a picnic.” I say as Andrew and I clean up what is left of our little feast. “And what a perfect day to give you this,” he says. He pulls out a small white box and before I have time to realize what it is he drops to one knee and is proposing. “Yes!” I exclaim with excitement. Andrew swoops me off my feet and we kiss, but I begin to lose my balance and before I know it I am falling into the river behind me. Andrew reaches for me but he is too late. I feel a sharp pain go through my skull and everything goes black.
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My eyes flutter open and I adjust to the sunlight shining through the window. Window! Where am I? I think, but I soon realize I am in my bedroom. I check the time on my clock it is 7:00am Monday May 11th 2014. Everything begins to come back to me. My name is Jasmine Cook, I am 16 years old and I live in California with my mom, dad and two sisters. Reality hits me in the face as I realize everything that happened was just a dream. I wish for sleep again, to be back in Sarentona, but that world is not real. I force myself to get ready for school trying to eschew the dream from my mind. I am oblivious to everything all day and it is when I trip down the stairs on my way out of the school when I truly snap out of my daze. The books in my hands go flying and I think I have bruised my tailbone. I slowly get up and start picking up my books when someone comes up behind me. “Hi, you dropped these,” says a strangely familiar voice. I whirl around and I am staring into those crystal blue eyes once more. I blink, wondering if I’m dreaming, but he’s still there and this time I know that this is not a dream.