When the Dark Sheds Light

Ch. 1
JULY, 2010
The sun had left, and the moon had come over for the night. The river shined brightly in the moonlight, and reflected the trees, who had all gone to sleep. The night shift took over with the sound of crickets and frogs filling my ears. The slow moving animals in the grass were creeping up as rain knocked them back down. My fire was almost completely dimmed, as the city across the river slowly dimmed for the night.

As I watched the city in the distance, I pondered. I wanted to know why this happened. I hadn't felt the same lately. I used to be able to see everything. The faces. The expression. The horror. The future. Reality. I cannot see it anymore. I could see the neighborhood kid fall off the bike, but could not see who it was. Not since the accident. Everyone were just silhouettes. I felt like I was seeing ghosts. My situation is one that nobody can compare to. Knowing what will happen is a power of God. It is not meant to be for a person. It eats me from the inside out to know what will happen to people. One trigger is all it takes- something said, an image, even a smell. I then see the future. It saves me from certain things, and makes me cry about others. The only escape I have is the river, and sometimes that is riddled with disaster like ants all over a melted candy bar on the ground.