发信人: evilangelakasha(丽蒂雅)
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Midnight Memories
I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror, Meredith Kinley, 17 years old with a head of useless knowledge. I adored blue: my hair was dyed blue; my nail polish was blue; my clothes were mostly blue--the watery blue or sky blue or deep dense blue, blue, blue, blue, the color of life; the color of love.
I had a blue life. It couldn't be other color when one was leaving high school. Everyday I dress myself in my blue shirts and went to school, feeling the uneasiness pierce deep into my heart. I loved my boyfriend Alex. I also loved my friends, Heather, Dan and Jenny. True love or true friendship never dies, but who can make the promise that time does not consume everything?
I watched time fly. Everyday followed the same pattern -- no passion, no surprise, not even the simplest feeling of what went behind. On a fine Friday afternoon, during physics, I looked out of the window. The sunshine surprised me.
I turned to look at Alex. He was occupied with notes-taking. The side of his face was brightened by the light. His eyes focused on his book. His attentive has always attracted me. at that moment, he appeared to be stunningly handsome. A smile stole over my lips.
My eyes drew back to the board. Even the late afternoon lecture appeared to be sweet. Our teacher was demonstrating the right-hand-rule. I placed my head on the cold surface of my desk. The classroom was silent except for her lecture.
After school I drove home with Alex. At that instant I thought if life could remain this way, it would be so wonderful. We kissed goodbye, and I went into my house.
Soon the night fell, I closed my window when I saw the dark rain cloud approaching. Upstairs I went back to my room. The hall was dark and silent. The clocked tickled and tickled, reminding me of the time.
I got into the bathroom. The blue reminded me of myself. It was time for bed.
He came at midnight.
The silent whisper came from somewhere, and it awakened me.. I felt my body lie in vain, so helplessly. Then the shadow appeared in my room. The thunder filled in the space. And I thought I saw him smile.
I have come to you. I thought I hear him saying.
Slowly, he reached for me, embracing me in his arms. I wanted to say no, and got out. but I could no nothing. His eyes were sparkling. The flame went out.
Behold the memories. The whisper came again.
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"I am devil's princess." The woman smiled in the mirror. She dressed in red gown. Her black hair tangled down her charming shoulders.
Her smile was vicious and beautiful. At the other side of the room, a handsome prince stood by the door. He looked at his princess with a satisfactory expression.
Out toward the town they went, left the dark castle behind. Devil and his mistress owned that castle. They possessed it, and seduced human being there to deprive their souls. they were charming to men's eyes, with impeccable beauty and mysterious indication of something dark and unknown. People were seduced by the things they fear. That is always the rule.
For years and years they lived in the castle, building their own world of sin and deceits. No one had ever come forward to discover the evil beneath it.
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"Why would you escape from me, for the unseen salvation?" the whisper became furious. Yet his embrace was still tender and warm.
I couldn't say anything.
"Come to the realm of eternity with me, again." He said, "I love you, my princess."
His breath was cold and comforting. I lied helplessly in his arms. And then I felt the piecing pain and let out a scream.
Soon the overwhelming sensation and memories caught me. My mind went fast in a circle. There was something that hide deep in my head and today it came forward to show me a part of me that I wasn't aware of.
"It is not death I bring you. it is not doomed either. It's just my love. Forgive my temporary absence. I shall take us away on the wings of angels. Believe me."
When I awoke the morning sunshine filled my room. I lied on my bed. The picture hanging in the middle of the wall was on the ground now. After the storm the world became clear and beautiful. There was a deadly trace of him in the room.
The nightmare soon faded into nothing. I thought it was some dream I had, Ghosts swirling around my room, bringing the wind up the ceiling.
I was afraid of the dream itself. It left more than mere impression on me.
I thought I'd hide it from Alex. It gave me an unsafe feeling. When he drove down to pick me up for school I just showed him the very same smile I'd present everyday before. I thought the silence of the world would drive me crazy.
During lunch I met Alex at the acting classroom. The room was empty except for the book bags on the floor. Everything in the room startled me.
"Meredith, are you OK?" he looked at me, concerned.
"Well, Alex. I think something is up to me. And I am afraid." I looked away and looked back at him. His clear eyes fixed upon me. Those eyes had made me feel warm and safe, now they are vacant. I shuddered. did everything change overnight?
He put his hand over my shoulder: "what is it you are afraid of? Graduation? Don't be stressed out. Believe me, its only the beginning of your life. Everything will work out."
"No, no…" I shook my head, "its just a weird feeling…that sometimes I feel so isolated form the world. And something is haunting me in my dreams…some memories that deceived me for the past years. Its some craving for partnership and love. It’s a lonely state. Alex?"
He had been attentive, I liked him for that. He became perplexed.
"Meredith, if you feel lonely, think of us. Dan, jenny and me…"
"No, no, its not about it at all. Its not about you or anyone. Its only about myself." I protested.
I looked at him, the eyes gazed at me with such affection in them. But he would never understood. He wasn't me. I was by myself at that moment in this world.
"Love forbade you to die." The night he whispered those words carelessly into my ears. His hands caressed my face. His eyes, oh the eyes that glittered with affection, gazed at me with such love that captured me, surrounded me, and enthralled me.
"But who are you?" I lay beneath the dark blanket that truncated all lights and hopes, asked as he drew kisses on my face.
"For centuries, I walked by. The sun could have burnt me to death. But my love, my heart wouldn't let me go. If you decide to come back to me." his voice sounded weary.
"I shall be a delicate drought of air and caress you."
On the day of graduation I cried. Alex hold me to him and we walked out of the crowd.
-- End of Chapter 1 --
The house was dark and eerie. I hurried down the basement and searched thoroughly. In one of those dusty closet I found what I wanted, a framer. On its back I could barely see the words written down: for the silent souls.
Devil’s princess, the doomed beauty and the symbol of temptation. Was it I centuries before, under the perfect protection of this thing called evil, went through the dark forest by the devil’s side?
My fingers moved over the delicate surface of the framer. It was from my grandfather. How did he ever possess this evidence of something that died ages ago?
Summer days were bright and warm. I stayed home for a while until I could stand the whisper no more. Then I decided to go to my grandfather’s house by the lake. My older sister Linda accompanied me.
The house resided just beside the lake. It was a gorgeous place for summer vacation. I didn’t want to spend my time at work all summer. My friends commented on that. I couldn’t care less.
We drove down the road to the nearest shop for supplies. The house was huge. The dusty furniture, old but gorgeous presented the long absence of people. There were beautiful portraits hanging on the walls of almost every room. I could dwell before them for hours. And during evening, I would swim in the blue clear lake, letting the siren’s song stole my heart and drown. But I never got drown.
He stopped appearing for a while.
But my sisters said the house was haunted.
By ghosts? I asked.
No, she said, with a mysterious expression, by memories.
For almost two weeks I enjoyed the nature and the sheer happiness it brought me. When I felt better, I was ready to go back to town. But he still found me!
During the dark hours, I fell asleep before the fireplace. Linda shut off the lights. It was a quiet night. Only the singing of nightingales went into the sweet dreams.
There was a wide space in my dreams. I was wearing a unbelievably magnificent red dress. The taste of blood and evil remained in the air. The sun shined on top of my head.
Then suddenly, the broke of glass penetrated through the stiff silence.
I turned around sharply, caught him walking out of the glass.
His eyes were deep. Soon he lulled me in. I gasped.
“why do you want to run away?” he asked furiously.
Before I realized that it wasn’t a dream but as real as my everyday life, his eyes were filled with blood tears and he reached out his hands.
I remembered the piercing pain and the music inside the blood. And then the heart began its rhyme. It strove for life. And yet life ceased its power. It struggled and struggled. My arms couldn’t touch him. Then I saw the sneering expression on his face, yet sorrow stricken.
When I awoke in the morning, nothing seemed to have happened. I sat upon the blanket before the cold fireplace, perplexed.
Knock on the front door.
I went up and got the door. To my surprise, Alex stood in front of me.
“I was worried about you so I just came down to visit.” The smile on his face couldn’t hide away.
I led him in. of course I was happy to see him. But after the terrible dream, or incident, that took place last night. I couldn’t bring myself to face him.
Sat before the sunlight caressing coffee table, I told him about my dreams and doubts.
I didn’t expect him, a typical skeptic, to believe what I believe. I was too petrified to face all these myself.
“I felt the same thing, Meredith.” He said, “before I came to visit you, I heard about the unusualness of the house. Its haunted by memories.”
“Memories?”
“It's different. I didn’t want to believe this. But I could feel it. Its some power that wants me to sense the very existence. I know you don't believe me. but its exactly what I felt at this moment."
He paused.
We both heard the same thing.
The whisper came, echoed in the room. Like wind it stirred the deep fear inside us.
Alex turned pale.
"what is it." He asked me.
the wind began to stir in the room. I had no clue how it came in. it was cold, and the next second it turns warm.
We both gasped before everything returned to normal.
"What is it that is in this house?" he asked me furiously.
"sounds like I know." I answered abruptly. We both returned to my room. And let him unpack the stuff.
"I feel that there is no need to be scared. But if you want to leave, I can call a cab for you." I offered this advice.
"no," he answered, without stopping the unpacking process, "I will be fine. Lets find out whom he is that is haunting you and why the hell would he do that.."
I looked at him without speaking a word. These days he was drifting away from me. I felt the terror that we will be torn apart someday, and this force is around me now.
We spend the day watching the ducks swim on the lake. Until dusk came, the night fell. We three sat by the table, having dinner.
I sat silently. The house was far away from the community. And the night was dark, very dark. The light was dim. I went to bed early. The big, old fashioned bed looked creepy. Soon I fell asleep.
I awoke by the sound of footsteps. In the room's dim light I saw him, in black cloak, walked toward me. his eyes were blood-shot.
This was the first time I saw his face. The eyes had the color of the sky. his lips curled to make a perfect, but horrifying smile. He said something but I couldn't hear them. Then the smile widens and I saw the fangs inside, blinking with blood!
I screamed.
The light was turned on. Alex hurried into my room. The summer breeze was freezing. The window clapped and creaked. I stared at alex, petrified.
"are you ok meredith?" he looked at me, concerned.
"he is here." I gasped, "he is here he is here. God how did he do that. He is not human! Ah!"
I screamed and screamed.
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I never had a dream come true, until the day that I found
you. Even though I pretended that I moved on, you have
always been the one... I never found the words to say -
you're the one i think about each day. And i know that no
matter where love takes me to, a part of me will always be with you...
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