My Novel: Chapter 3

Hello lovely readers!

First off, I'd like to apologize for not posting very often.

I have been busy with my school and I have been switching schedules a lot because

I have been trying to find one that works for me.

I'm also sick with a cold so that has also been slowing things down.

The weekend is only a day away so I will hopefully have another post up by Monday. :)

I recently finished chapter 3 of the novel I have been working on.

I have been really focusing on writing this novel because I am determined to make 

it the only novel I've ever finished. 

Chapter 3

What was this place? I asked myself as I stared at the blue.

What is this? I bent down to touch the blue. As I got closer I realized it was not only blue. It was green and purple and yellow and indigo. It was orange and aqua and white and pink. So many beautiful colors mixed together. My hand slid across the surface. It was hard. Hard as a rock. It was clear and smooth and it stretched out as far as the eye can see. Ice. The word just came to me. I had never heard it before, but I just knew. This was ice. But something about it didn’t seem natural. The ice was not one flat sheet. It came in waves big and small.

I closed my eyes, still touching the beautiful ice. And then I saw how it use to be. The waves were not still like they were now. They crashed down and spread foam. 

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Entranced, I moved closer. And closer. Then, one fell over me. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t get up to the surface.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” A voice said.

My vision ended and I found myself still kneeling, touching the ice.

The voice seemed familiar, but not. When I turned around, I realized no one was there.

“Who is there?” I asked.

“I am, child,” the voice said again.

“Where are you?”
“I am everywhere but nowhere. I am inside but outside. I am light and darkness. I am your greatest fears but also your greatest joys. I am here to help you.”

I can’t trust her. I thought. She’s probably helping them. She wants to turn me in to them.

I started to run. I had to get away from this woman.

You cannot run from me child. This time the voice was not outside as if someone had spoken. She was inside my head, reading my thoughts. Now she knew where I came from, who I was, and my whole life.

I will not hurt you. I merely want to guide you.

Speak to me through your mind and I will help you with whatever you need. Just remember this: never try to hide anything from me.

And with that, she was gone. I could feel it.

Exhausted, I slumped to the ground. And that was the last I remembered before everything went black.

I hope you enjoyed!