A life lived as an illusion... This is the dilemma of Alison who woke up from a coma (in chapter Waking Up to Reality Pt1) to the fact that everything she had experienced and lived through was made up. Now she has to accept this fact as she moves on...
Today was the day we see our Family Houses and I was excited.I took my pregnancy pills which we bought yesterday, did my morning routine and got ready for the day ahead.The guys was putting our suitcases in the van and we were changing .Dinah wanted to go to the pet store before we go and I finally gave in and told her after we get settled into to our new house.
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When we were finished we piled in to the car and drove to the location we were given.Listening to the arithmetic beat of the bass feels me with warmth. It floods through my blood, almost changing the beat of my heart matching with it's own. The music and I have our own language, we speak to each other without words. The headphones splits us apart from the normality of the world. Here I travel alone.The car halted and when I looked outside my eyes popped out it's socket.Ivy and ferns grew through the crevices of the old winding stone path, which led directly to the colossal structure. The mansion loomed proudly behind creaky iron gates, flanked by rows of skeletal trees crowned in crimson, swaying gently to the chilly autumn wind. At its threshold stood the delicate marble fountain, the soft gurgling of the clear water melodic as it resonated in the surrounding silence.
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