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SUZANNE CAREY
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SUZANNE CAREY


"A NEW WORLD"

 

Today was the day, it was time, time to make her escape from the prison she was living in.

The dreams had started three nights ago, showing Elise where the doorway to her freedom was located, but getting there was going to be very difficult.

Filling her backpack with her bare essentials, she slipped it over both shoulders and as quietly as she could started her trek down the long hallway. Elise walked carefully, making sure to avoid the boards that tended to squeak if stepped on. She knew each and every one having planned her escape for months now. Having made it to the halfway point, she stopped and leaned up against the wall. Just around the corner was the living room, the lair of the evil one, as she had come to call him.

The room was dark with the exception of the flickering light of the TV set, and Elise could hear the sound of it breaking the silence of the evil space. Inside was her deepest fear, sitting in his recliner, beer in one hand and a lit cigarette in the other. It was unknown as to how he knew where she was at any given time, yet he always knew. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Elise slowly worked her way past the door, forcing her mind to remain empty of all thought and emotion lest he feel her presence..

Finally making her way past the darkened room, she carefully continued her journey to the kitchen, where the doorway to her freedom awaited her. Searching her memory for the door in her dream. she recalled seeing it beside the kitchen sink, but to her dismay it wasn’t the there. Panic began to rise from the pit of her stomach, this couldn’t be happening, her dreams never lied. Knowing she needed to calm herself, Elise took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Closing her eyes she placed herself back into the dream and found the door, exactly where she originally saw it. Yet when she opened her eyes all she saw was the kitchen sink and no shimmering door.

Goosebumps rose over Elise”s skin and a chill ran up her back. A pervading evil permeated the room and a feeling of terror rose up inside of Elise so strongly that she nearly threw up.
“Going somewhere my pet?”
His voice felt like oil, the color of pitch and carried with it a promise of a painful retribution for defying his orders. She knew she was out of time, so knowing her only choice was a giant leap of faith, Elise ran straight for the spot that the door was supposed to be. Just as she was seconds from hitting the wall, the air before her began to distort and the shimmering doorway appeared. . Almost there she thought...Three more steps...

The yank on her backpack halted her momentum and she almost fell backwards. “Oh hell no!” she screamed. Letting the backpack slide off her arms Elise dove forward with every ounce of strength she had left and sailed through the door. The air around her crackled and her ears: popped with the force of the vortex she found herself in and then there was nothing.

Waking up, Elise found herself lying in a patch of the softest, pillow like grass. Taking a moment to adjust to her new surroundings, she slowly and cautiously sat up and looked around. A feeling of peace and wonder began to fill her as she started to take note of all that she saw and felt. The colors here were so much clearer and brighter, the breeze carried with it the sweet scent of Lilacs, and the Sun felt warm, but not too warm. She began to wonder if she had indeed died and gone to heaven. Hearing a soft whinny behind her Elise turned her head and gasped in surprise. A Unicorn? How is this possible? And more importantly, where am I?

No sooner as that thought left her head the air around her began to distort and a shimmering being appeared before her. 
“Greetings Elise.” Her voice was very soothing and left her feeling calm and at ease. 
“I respond to the given name of Ayesha but I am one with the collective, and I am here to help acclimate you to your new home. What questions might you have for me at this time?” Thousands of questions raced through her mind all at once, and not knowing where to begin she asked the first one that had come to mind.

“Where am I” Elise asked
“ You are still on Earth.” Ayesha replied “But you are now living in a new dimension, one that all humans were originally created for.”
With a gentle smile, Ayesha reached out and took Elise’s hand. “Come with me.”

Seconds later Elise found herself in what appeared to be a large white box. It was very bright yet there were no lights, the room seemed to glow from within. 
“These are your new living quarters. You may stay here for as long as you choose.”
Looking around Elise wondered why the room was empty and how was she was supposed to live here along with a thousand other questions. Panic and confusion were beginning to resurface and tears began to fill her eyes.

“Fear not my child, all will be made clear very soon” And with that being said, Ayesha placed two of her long tapered fingers on Elise’s forehead. Closing her eyes, she could feel a pulse of energy emanate from the fingertips touching her forehead. Rapid moving pictures filled her head in a speed she could not fathom, yet this information she was receiving felt more like long forgotten memories that she could now recall.

Opening her eyes once again she found Ayesha gazing at her. “Are you ready to manifest your living space?” Elise shook her head affirmatively and began to create her new home. When she finished she had all the things she'd always wanted and could never have. It was a bit crowded, but that too would eventually change. Sitting together on the new plush couch Elise and Ayesha sat and enjoyed the new space.

As the sun began to set, the sky lit up in the most beautiful of colors and Elise finally felt at peace. Now that her memories had been released she understood the reasons for her captivity and the lessons she had been forced to learn. Now she needed to forgive the evil one and cut the ties that bound her emotions to her previous lifetime. But for tonight she just wanted to enjoy the serenity of the setting sun and the rise of the full moon. Tomorrow would be soon enough to sort out the rest.

Sleep evaded Elise that first night, so fascinated with this new world she found herself in. The creatures and the other life forms that roamed in the dark were just as fascinating as the ones she saw during the day, and her mind was running a mile a minute. It was no wonder she could not sleep. But the one thought that persisted throughout the night was knowing she was finally safe from the evil one, and it was now her time to live the life she was born to live. She knew it wouldn't be perfect, for there were always lessons to be learned. But as she sat and watched the sun rise, she knew she was where she was meant to be, in her new world. She was finally home.

 

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