chapter 1- Awake

chapter 1- Awake

A Chapter by True Awakening

Chapter 1

Awake

 

“Ash? -Oak?-Willow- Ah! Willow

It’s around midday. I can only tell because of the angle the sun hits my mirror across the room shooting beams of light in my face waking me up. It’s my own personal alarm clock to make sure I don’t sleep past midday.

Hm? I’m struggling with my memory; the thought struck my head like the chime of a warning bell. “How could I have forgotten my own name?” all I can remember is that I’m in my room. Definitely my room and my name is willow.

             Willow! Willow!” a loud voice sounded from down stairs. Feminine and I recognise it but I’m unsure where I have heard it from before.

              There was a plodding up the stairs and a faint shy knock on the door, surely not from the same person. The door slowly squeaked open.

               Behind the door was a small blonde girl around 14-15. Her hair shimmered like stars as she stepped in my room, her eyes where green surprisingly sharp but completely innocent. She had a soft featured face with high cheek bones and a straight nose. Her pale complexion complemented her hair and she stood like an angel in the midst of lowly humans. I hoped she got the right room and was looking for me.

               “Oh! I’m sorry, I thought you would be awake” The obviously embarrassed high soprano voice said while averting her eyes and stepping back in the door way.

                “Um. Its fine I’ll just get dressed. Take a seat” I said signalling to a small chair similar to one you would find in a motel. She slipped inside and sat down still averting her eyes. I slipped out of in my underwear and stared getting dressed trying to make sure she could see me in my underwear in her peripherals. I stood up walked in the bathroom while simultaniously washing and brushing my teeth. I walked back into my bedroom trying to make sure she was looking at my body while slipping on faded jeans and a pale blue V-neck top.

               I gazed in awe at the elegant young woman sitting in my room. “I’m dressed” I exclaimed wanting to see the face of her she took a glance to double check before turning herself to fully look at me again. I  could now see the fully see the depth of compassion in her eyes now like a deep sea abyss of black in the centre but still full of life unlike the real sea there was more than just small plankton in these eyes but love and compassion and caring.

              I was still staring into those eyes seeing a faint silver line around her eyes emphasising the royalty in her beauty.

              “Great! Come on then” Her eyes lighting up in excitement but I have no idea why.

             “Um, I’m sorry but do you mind if I ask where? And … well… who are you?” I was trying to be polite as possible while still getting answers  hoping what she tell me will spring some memorises.

              “What!” she said while gasping in shock at my questions. “I’m your best friend, Amber. It’s your and Oaks Birthday. We are going to open your presents with your family and we have only been best friends since we where both born!” She finished he shocked rant looking a little embarrassed. I guessed my face must have been a little scared and very confused I suppose that’s a little embarrassing because she’s too small and fragile looking to be really looking scary but I think it was just how she took off on her rant so quickly.

              “OHMYGOD!” she screamed “You really can’t remember anything!” it finally sunk in and she was so shocked she went into silence. We stood like that for a few minutes until there was a bounding up the stairs it sounded like they where taking 2 or 3 steps at a time and a boy burst in smiling looking excited and impatient. Hm, that’s weird he looks just like me maybe this is Oak I assume he is my twin then (strange I don’t remember him then).

               “Happy B Day Bro” This brown haired boy wow our hair is the same colour of tree bark no wonder the tree names. He must be 15 the same as me then I guess I’m 16 today but I can’t remember any birthdays just my age. We have blue eyes flecked with yellow which in certain lights can make our eyes look like different colours like green and grey. He still looked excited just like, Amber? Yes that was her name, Amber then he took note of my still confused and disorientated expression” What, you can’t have forgotten our birthday” Obviously amused by the thought then he followed my gaze to look at Amber.

             Then she said “he has” still looking completely ‘shell shocked’ at the idea. “I think he has some sort of amnesia. He doesn’t even recognise us. I mean look at his expression. But how? I think we should go down stairs and tell the adults” Oak grabbed my wrist and leads me down stairs into a large family room.

             The room was decorated in warm oranges and reds; it has a small fireplace which you can imagine curling up in front of in the winter after a big snowball fight with the rest of your street then reading an enthralling book about spies, mysteries and murders. There where new additions to the decorations splashing primary colours wishing me and oak a happy 16th. On the deep Orange fabric sofa there was a man and 2 women cheering as I was towed in the room by my twin. They stopped cheering when they noticed Oak and Ambers stern faces.

            The man was around 6ft tall and looked like an older version of me and Oak his hair the same shade and everything but split with a few grey hairs which are one of the few signs that gave away his age. The other main one was the look of wisdom in his wary eyes.

           The women where very similar I guess mom and grandma they had the same ash blonde hair and wisdom and elegance normally only attained with age.

           The rest of the day was spent with them explaining who they where to me and making me more comfortable. We still celebrated mine and Oaks birthday but most of the conversations where on me and trying to find an unexplained amnesia. I spent most of the day sneaking small glances and the beautiful Amber, one glance at her and I tend to forget the whole conversation I was having most of them said it was like an aftershock of the amnesia.

            That night I wasn’t aloud to sleep by myself. Amber having thought nothing of it stayed in my room I insisted she have the bed she argued but gave in eventually. I sat on the bed with her and we watched some movies me and my smooth moves chose twilight then when she still didn’t touch me I went for something scarier called the craft after a few minutes I touched her hand.

            An electric burn shot though my body. I automatically moved my hand and she jumped too I think she felt it because she looked at me and moved closer. She looked to scared to make the first moved but then she started tracing he fingers over the lines on my palm leaving a weaker tingling electric burning sensation where her fingers touched and looked into my eyes. I put my arm around her as encouragement and she lent onto my chest. We finished watching the movie so I turned it off asked it she wants to go sleep and she nodded.

               So I left the bed and laid on the floor then she said “I’m scared will you lay here with me” jumping at the chance even though it was a lie because she didn’t jump once though out the movie but I overlooked that and lay under the covers (still dressed I might add) and she slept on my chest and curled into my side while I gently stroked her hair until I fell asleep myself.

***

 

 The next day we woke with oak walking into the room looking at us. We jumped apart so quick we both fell off different sides and started laughing with guilty looks on our faces. Oak started laughing to and mention that we didn’t need to hide anything from him and we chuckled nervously.

              Later that day mum kept bugging me to make sure I remembered her but I still didn’t remember before yesterday just some facts with no memory attached like age and where my wallet is normal everyday things.

              Mum thanked Amber for staying with me and said she should tonight again if she could until I got to the doctors tomorrow. We both looked guilty then miles mentioned I already said thanks myself and laughed to himself lucky mum thought nothing of it she just said its what she expects and that she always raised us to be thankful. It made Oak laugh even harder till he worked himself into a giggling fit.

              Me and Amber stayed together all day until she went upstairs to write in her diary which I understood obviously she probably had to figure this out I mean I assume our relationship before the amnesia had been very platonic.

***

Amber-

Dear diary,

         Today my dreams came true or should I say last night. He finally realised I like him. I have since I first met him 15 and half years ago. I remember it even though I shouldn’t I mean I was 6 months old I refused affection of my mother and regarded hugs as cages the only time she could hold me was when I wanted my bottle.

        It was my first time to an indoor play area and as soon as I saw him in the ball pit I loved him. I crawled right to him my mum watching with concern I might get hurt he was 3 months older to me that made him fairly bigger. I crawled up to him he was standing I pulled him down to my height and kissed him on the lips the first time I had ever shown affection to anyone.

        My mum spent the whole day talking to his and trying to get me to kiss her but as soon as she pulled me from him I would cry and scream and he did the same when his mother tried to move him. We have been inseparable since

              Too him it went platonic with age I just loved him more but was too shy to make a move. I knew we would be perfect with him ever since I met him we knew everything about each other.

              I suppose I know him better that he knows himself. I hope he really likes me but I guess he does because he can’t remember our friendship. He must have liked me before to react like that straight away.

           Oh!  Remember to get Oak back for hinting to his mum lucky she didn’t notice.

          To finish off I shall destroy anything platonic tonight by kissing hi. I hope I don’t embarrass myself.

 

         Yours faithfully �" A.



© 2010 True Awakening


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Its a pretty good beginning for a story. You're very descriptive but there are a few grammatical errors that can make it a bit confusing. I like the names in general but I always thought that Willow was a girls name and though it makes a point im pretty sure that 6 month olds dont kiss people yet....Other than that I like it and I want to see what happens with Willow and Amber and learn what Willow forgot.

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i really like this is think that this has a lot of descriptive words in it i also like the bit at the end well done

Posted 14 Years Ago


I agree with emily.......its really food......6 months can kiss...its sweet......I like the tree names......I wanna know more now.......

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

good

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Its a pretty good beginning for a story. You're very descriptive but there are a few grammatical errors that can make it a bit confusing. I like the names in general but I always thought that Willow was a girls name and though it makes a point im pretty sure that 6 month olds dont kiss people yet....Other than that I like it and I want to see what happens with Willow and Amber and learn what Willow forgot.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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i love reading usually teenage books but was annoyed most came in the format from a womans point of view so dicided i will write my own books more..

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