So today. At school. 1st period. My friend comes up to me. She seems sad. Her eyes seemed a little clouded, her skin was pale, and...glowing? I ask her if she's sick, but she storms out of the room, without even asking for a hall pass. I quickly ask for one and chase after her. She couldn't have gone too far.
But obviously she did. Down three hallways and five bathrooms, she is nowhere to be seen. Nor heard. I return to class. And there she is. Smiling, happy as ever, eyes bright as the sun, skin peachy with a slight tan. I tell myself it was just my imagination of what I had seen.
2nd period hits. I go to sit down, someone pulls my hair. Playfully, like a little child. I turn around. So far, I'm only one of the four people in class on time, and I'm by myself at a desk. I shrug it, imagination again.
4th period. Someone tugs my arm, and I turn around. In front on me, an outline of a man is holding my arm. My friend brings me back to real life. Yet again, I shrug it off as imagination.
6th period. I head for the bathroom. I see what seems like a child heading for a stall, but she vanishes in thin air. Now I believe I am seeing things.
I walk home, something shiny reflects the sun. I pick it up. It's a locket. I open it.
One the left, a picture of a man. One eye is clouded, like he had an accident. A cigar is held between his teeth as he smiles a sinister smile. Clothes appear to be a little western... Not so sure.
To the right, a picture of a little girl. Appears to be six or seven, clothes, modern day dress. Something catches my eye. The dress...it's white. It can't be...
Hair, long, curly, blonde. Smile, so beautifully breath-taking,there's no other way to describe it other than sounded a tad weird.
Her eyes, the most sapphire blue, but, so sad that in a slight way, they look guilty. A bruise is on her left cheek.
I slam the locket shut and throw it on the ground and start to run. But I find myself running back to get it. I feel it in my hands. All silver and smooth. I turn it to the back. In cursive is engraved...Emily.
Emily. Emily. Emily.
It just can't be. It cannot be...the...the Man... The Girl in White! I run home with the locket.
At home, I throw my things on the couch, and run upstairs to my room. I set the locket gently on my dresser with the side Emily sticking up. I run to my bed and just lay there. Thinking about the day.
No imagining. No seeing things.
I shut my eyes. Try to think it all away. But I see something.
The girl from the locket, the supposed "Emily" is standing. Crying. A bruise on her left cheek. A few scars on her left arm. Her white dress comes to about her knees.
"Please," she says.
"I won't do it again." I find myself saying. Now... Now I'm the little girl.
The man comes up to me. "Emily...what am I going to do with you?" He blows cigar smoke in my face.
"Please," I whimper, and then he hits me on my left cheek. I scream, and he hits me again, and tells me to shut up.
"You know what this means,Emily!" he screams.
"Please!I won't do it again!" I yell. He picks me up. I am suddenly filled with a terror. A pain. I have never felt this before.
He takes me to the backyard. And he beats me, blowing cigar smoke in my face. I can't tell what's real and what's not.
I tell my mind to WAKE UP! But it refuses. I am trapped here.
Soon, I can't feel the pain anymore. I have no idea what I have done to deserve to be beaten.
A pool... It just pops out of no where, and he starts to dunk my head under.
My eyes snap open and I literally start bawling my eyes out.
Poor Emily! Whoever she was! Was beaten and drowned to death. I reach for the locket, but it's gone. I search my room. No where to be found.
Please, if anyone has ANY info at all as to what might have happened to me, or what the vision/dream might stand for, please do NOT hesitate to comment and question!
I feel somehow that Emily may be the Girl in White. And the Man is the guy that used to cause the scratches on my cheek when I was younger, and had beaten Emily.
Please please please comment and question! I need some serious help!
I have been to both the doctor and eye doctor and none say I have any medical conditions.