The repetitive echoes reminded me of flashbacks, but I was not able to recall a single picture. No frames stood in front of me, neither my vision was clear. All I could see were fragments and there goes, my lids can't take it anymore.
The last I remember everything clearly, I was in the stadium with my friends. The stadium was vacant yet we got the entry as one of my friends was rich she could afford it as she had connections. I was pretty much overwhelmed as she invited me too.
I was never part of their gang. I am the shy type while they are the rough type. I never got along with them as in, they never noticed me until recently. The one who invited me, her bestie, I am in love with her. I finally talked to her recently when she came to me and asked if I could play with her badminton as she eagerly wanted to practice but none of her friends yet arrived. From then on, every morning we meet and share this moment with only ourselves.
She knows how much I am fond of sports and my likes with sports. It was a dream for me to be standing in a stadium while the person I loved the most was there with me, what else could I ask for in life? Life seemed the prettiest.
Sara waved her hands in front of my face to bring me back to my senses, I was dozing off in thought while they were immersed in a conversation I missed. Sara grabbed my hands and we started to run, why were we running, before analyzing it all I was lost in the thoughts that she was holding my hand while we were running through the staircase. That was all I can remember now.
My vision is starting to come back I believe but what is it that I see, are these the same hands or am I hallucinating? Am I on drugs?
The figure moved her hands while wearing a mask I am unknown off. Should I fear for my life or should I be at loss, or should I try to resolve if it is she? Where is everyone and why is it dark and dusty? In the silence, echoed my thoughts, is this she?
I haven't mentioned, I did fall in love with her at first sight.