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Confused glances were exchanged my the men as I repeatedly told them that I had no answers to their questions. The flood of questions and stares began to die down at around midnight, when I was finally driven back to Skye’s house to rest. I woke to the sound of birds chirping and a dim light shining through a low window. I sat up, my heart racing, until I realized where I was; home. Yet the thing was, it didn’t feel like home. Everyone was frightened of me, careful not to scare me. People kept asking questions that I didn’t want to answer. However, today would be different. The day Skye had been planning for me since the day I got home. Today I was meeting Carter, James, Hannah, and Oliver. I would finally get to see the people who led me here in the first place. I got up and showered, the clock reading seven fifteen when I finished getting ready. It was warm outside, the air smelled like salt water, and finally it was the salt water that I would see. Skye drove me to the ocean, where she had told everyone to meet. I could smell the sea as I waited for the people I had waited to meet for so long. A boy with curly brown hair and a smile on his face. I realized he was James, the one who would always try to impress Skye in my memory. I smiled. “Hi Daisy,” he said before bombarding me with questions and hugs. He eventually seemed satisfied with his results and leaned back to rest an arm around Skye’s shoulders. She smiled. The next to arrive was a girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes. I recognized her immediately as Hannah, though she was missing the smile I remembered. She saw me and seemed to do a double take, and covered her mouth before whispering, “Daisy?” She ran up to me and hugged me. “How,” was all she could manage to say before a short boy with olive skin reluctantly arrived. He glared at the blonde girl, and at that moment I realized how much things change when you are dead for three years. “Hi Daisy,”he mumbled before once more glancing solemnly at the blonde girl. “Hi Oliver,” I replied. He stood awkwardly to the side, like he didn’t want to be there. James and Hannah kept talking to me about life while I was gone, about where I had been, asking about what had happened to me. The small talk persisted until another car pulled up. A tall boy with long blonde hair pushed open the door of a black truck. He looked shy and confused, not the boy I recalled. Tears were running out of his ocean blue eyes. He was missing the smirk that I remembered, and there were dark circles under his eyes. “Hey Daisy,” he whispered. Carter looked as though he hadn’t slept in years. He was a tragic disaster, accompanied by tears pouring down his pale face. There was something about him that I remembered, pieces missing to the puzzle that was my disheveled mind, and at that moment I ran into his arms. He was crying more than anyone else had, and I was diving as deep as I could to find memories lost in a beautifully tragic mind that had been taken from me. There was something about him that I couldn’t quite remember. He pulled away and I smiled, for the first time in a long time, I felt a real, wide smile spread across my face. I knew that things had changed, I could feel tension in the air around me, but I had finally made it to my destination. I had escaped the torturous laboratory, I had made it. I left the burning fire a new person,

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Imagine - In Honor of John Lennon  

Literary Art Magazine Pierson Middle School Sag Harbor, New York May 13, 2019

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Literary Art Magazine Pierson Middle School Sag Harbor, New York May 13, 2019