Dream
407 Words
JENNA
Chapter 12
Was it about a week that I began feeling discomfort? As something dangerous began to crawl its way up my skin. By the time I realized I shouldn't have used the cold it was all too late. I never should have used it, to begin with.
My body is so cold that I began to feel like I was living inside the refrigerator. My back was aching, and it felt ice cold. It wasn't just the cold something else is bothering me from the inside of my body. Something seems to be moving and it is trying to break free from my back. It feels like there were daggers pointing at the inner skin of my back. I could cry out with b****y tears.
My dad knows. He told me to stay at home. Danielle came in the afternoon she skips all her class just to see me. Guilt consumed me at the remembrance when Danielle touched me and I backed away from her. I was deeply touched when Danielle skips all her class to come just to see me, but he touched it felt like they were on fire. It always has. It seems that I am falling dangerously for her. I blink my tears away and swallowed my guilt.
I closed my eyes and an image of Icelyn pops up in my head. Why am I thinking of Icelyn at times like this? I looked out the window and weirdly I saw someone running and jumping from one roof to another and judging from the image it should be a girl as it gets closer she looked like someone I know.
I continue to stare at the window, and I couldn't believe my eyes it really looks like Icelyn. I closed my eyes turning my head away from the window and just stare at the top of the ceiling avoiding the window and just thought to myself.
Nope, that's not Icelyn and I am definitely not insane from thinking about Icelyn every night. Wait!!!! No way!! Did I just confess that? Ugh!!!! Nope. Nope, I won't believe what I'm seeing. Besides, I don't even believe a human can run from roof to another roof.
"Jenna." I turn around to where the voice was coming from and to completely drop my jaws down from my chin. Icelyn Eternity was sitting on my window frame. "Jenna, why do you t*****e me?"
Am I dreaming?
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