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Written by Roxas Loneheart   
Saturday, 22 March 2008
 

Anew

 

 

I'm lost in a place I don't have any memory of.  It's like I've never been here but it seems as I know this place.  The sound's in this place reminds me of a special place I used to go as a young child.   But that was only my imagination, this is for real.  It is like I've ventured to that special place.  I know I'm no longer home.  But this feels rather good, this place feel more like home than my actual home.  I hear the sound of the waves and the breeze hitting my face.  I know my special place actually came true, but how? Whatever I think of is in this place and all I do has happened before.  It's like I'm a child again lost in my own dreams.  But this is for real no games and no jokes.  Soon I began to realize that I am loosing my thoughts and memories or everything.  I'm becoming one with this place.  I've had a bad childhood so those thought are not worth remembering.  And my adolescence wasn't good for me. I became the island I was on.  I knew every corner and every bit of sand on it.  I never grew hungry and tired I just explored what I already knew.  This was my home now and I loved it.  Here I never had to worry about my past troubles.  I didn't think I just acted.  Soon I started to question why I am here never got an answer.  But years passed and I heard a voice, it said "you are not forgotten and you are not lost, you are simply anew."  I started to talk to this voice and became friends with it.  One day I asked him "how do you become anew?"  He replied "son you have passed."  I tried to think of what he said but I couldn't get it. It was like if he was talking in riddles.  After that day I never questioned it again, years passed and I began to remember about what it told me.  And I realized that all of this is made by me so I thought and actually got it.  I was dead that's what he meant my "passed."  So I asked him "how did I pass?"  He said "you did your duty."  "You helped a needed person, you gave your life."  I tried to remember but got nothing then I looked up and said "you do exist?"  I didn't get an answer but I knew deep down inside he was listening.  At first I felt out of place now I know I am not lost I'm found in my own story...................

 



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Posted by alfred
03-23-2008 07:07,
 
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Im glad your not lost,,,cause I am.
 
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Posted by R.E.Potter
03-23-2008 07:49,
 
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I won't be as hard as Mr. Alfred. I understood the story... I think. I took it as a man who died from serving his country in the armed forces. I think he was now spending eternity in his favorite place while alive... good story, but I'm sure I'm way off.
 
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