Forty Seven

Melody's POV:

I had a dream that night.

I was between trees. The place looked like one of the abandoned forests I had seen in my Global Studies textbook. It was so quiet and dark that I had almost thought that all was real. That was what surprised me. I knew it was a dream even if I was dreaming.

I could see the shadows moving or maybe that were the trees. It was hard making out in the dark. I remembered hearing voices at that exact moment.

Forget it all.

I had looked around frantically but found no one. The silence was piercing in my ears. I hated this place.

Never remember.

That voice was so familiar and creepy at the same time. It kept ringing in my head. Until I realized who was really saying it.

It was my own voice.

I had looked around for an escape, to get out of this nightmare but found myself in an entirely different place. It looked like a beach. It was night. The waves and the sand was the total opposite of the forest I had just seen.

And that's when I had jerked open my eye