Sequence 1

I walked through the woods, dark and colorless, each tree looming over me, their branches seeming to reach out to grab me. I walked on a path of yellow flowers that I'd never seen in my life. Each flower had six pedals that ended in what looked like sharp arrows at the tip. They didn't when I stepped on them with my bare feet.

I didn't notice that in front of me was what seemed to resemble Tyler's silhouette. He held my hand with one of his own. It was warm and comforting. I didn't know where we were going but I knew that at that moment, the only person I wanted to be with was him.

We continued to walk at a steady pace, not stopping until we reached a small lake-like water feature. Tyler turned around and asked, "Where do we go now?" His long, golden hair swayed back and forth after he finished his turn.

I looked around and saw some lights on one of the few trees that were inside the water feature. I look back at Tyler and point over to the tree and say, "We will follow wherever the lights take us. No matter how hard the journey is, as long as we are together, nothing will stop us." I smile gently.

We stood there, looking at each other for a while. Tyler was the first to move. He took a step closer to me, wrapping one of his arms around my back, gently pulling me closer to him, while his other hand moved to hold the back of my head. He was pulling me in for a kiss, and I let it happen.

Before we could kiss, however, I jolted up in my bed and groaned. It had just been a dream. I rubbed my eyes as I got out of bed. Tired and the first awake. I walked over to the stairs, looking at my bedroom door. I could stay in there and no one would mind. I didn't have school because I was homeschooled and I was going to 'graduate' high school after I finish the rest of the curriculum. I slowly walked down the stairs, holding on to the railing so I didn't fall due to the uneven and slightly slanted wooden steps.

The house was quite old, so something was bound to be wrong with it, but I never did complain about the stairs. The counters were made out of smoothed stone, the sink was essentially a heavy, metal bowl that was connected to pipes that couldn't be removed due to poor placement of the walls and cabinet doors.

I stretched as I got off the stairs, my arms were sore and I didn't understand why. I haven't been exercising as of late, and I hadn't hung from a bar or a tree branch since a week ago in the restricted area. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a pack of powdered hot cocoa. It was winter and the one thing that was nice about this house was the windows. The previous owner had replaced them which was nice since we got this house for a very cheap price. At least that is what my mother had told me.

I put the cup of water into the microwave and set the time, walking away from it shortly after to go out to the porch and look at the area around the house. I could see Tyler's house from mine, his parent's cars were not there, so I knew that he was likely alone. I quickly, and quietly ran over to the family desk where sticky notes, pens, pencils, and other materials were shared amongst me and my mother or anyone that came over to our house.

I grabbed a sticky note and wrote that I was going to go over to Tyler's house. I also promised that I would be back before dinner. I've never told Tyler my feelings for him. I am too afraid to do that. I don't know how he would react.

After I placed the note on the wall above the desk, I stepped out onto the porch again and climbed over the railings that surrounded the edge of the porch. Climbing carefully down to the ground six feet below me, I then began to walk over to Tyler's house.

"Maybe I should tell him," I told myself. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to. I have said it plenty of times before, yet I haven't been able to tell him. I could only stand there and say something unrelated to it. But then, every time I would be away for more than a couple of days, I'd start to freak out because of how much I'd miss him during that time.