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    Alice’s Journal – Entry Two

    “You will not remember this for long. It will become like a fragmented dream to you and soon it will slip from your memory fully. You cannot take knowledge such as this with you into the future, for it will influence your actions in a way that could destroy your true path. Please take this knowledge and make of it what you can until you loose it.”

    We left her there in that room. Kim hugged Teah and walked me out to the car. I leaned on her, still not willing to come all the way back into the present. We stood by the car for a few minutes just staring into the dust.

    “You didn’t see me, did you?” Kim asked me.

    I looked over at her worried that I would upset her. I am not good at keeping things a secret. My face always seems to betray me. I knew I couldn’t hide it from her. She probably already knew.

    “No, it was someone I had never seen before.”

    “That’s alright. I didn’t really expect you to see me. I did hope though well it doesn’t matter,” she smiled genuinely at me.

    We got in the car and drove back. I was silent all the way and she was whistling some tune that we probably heard on the radio and never gave a second thought to. When I got home I avoided everyone and went straight to my room and here I am writing this. I wish I did know who the dark haired woman was, and if I am going to forget all this will I remember it when I go back and read this entry?

    Dana Fairbanks what a name.

    “Dana and Alice,” I said it aloud. It sounded strange but familiar somehow.

    Till after New Years.

    January 4, 1994

    Just a short entry before I have to leave for the first day of the second semester of my senior year, how depressing. I can’t remember anything from the vision that I had at Teah’s. The entry from last night disappeared as if I had never written it, but I do remember writing it very clearly. When I opened my journal this morning there was a blank page where the entry should have been. I do remember one thing, the name Dana. How weird. I guess I will just have to figure it out later. I will ask Kim when she picks me up in a few minutes. There she is.

    Till later

     

    January 3, 1994 Later

    I asked Kim and she said that there was no way that the journal entry would have stayed. I can’t remember the future I saw. She says I am lucky to remember that name. I can still feel the vision but nothing else. I was afraid that she would be upset about me asking her, but she was totally cool. Yet another reason why she is great. It is lunch and the idiot crowd has already been pissing us off all morning. As usual we’re sitting at our table as far away from everyone else as possible. I am wearing my new army shirt with the patches today. Kim loves it. Gotta love the army surplus store. The classes have been boring as usual. I cant concentrate on anything the teachers are saying. All I can think about is the name Dana, and what it is supposed to mean to me.  The Bell just rang so I will have to cut this short yet again. Trig is next lovely. Kim and I are so going to prom together just to piss everyone off. Dana… Dana what’s in a name.

    Till tomorrow

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Some things in life are ment to be.Ibelieve that you have a soulmste somewhere. You might meet them at a young age and you might meet them later in life. Thanks

    2. Not to turn the comment section into a discussion section, but I agree with you, bettyvhall. I would also add that I think we have many people who we are ment to meet in our lives. People that we have met before and some we havn’t. I always imagine it like the greek myths of the Fates. Our lives are woven cords in a larger tapestry. Sometimes we cross other’s paths sometimes we are alone. Thanks everyone for your comments. I already have the next planned out. ;-)

    3. I missed you around here but you sure know how to make a comeback. That was wonderful, it gave me the tingles. Maybe somethings in life are destined to be. Don’t stay away too long this time.

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