Write For Life: May 2013

Every Word

Danielle Myre 05/20/2013

For every word in the world,

Such as belief,

Or maybe hate,

There is a beginning.

Strength can be strong,

And allow you to share every word,

But where does everything go when it falls flat?

And trust me it falls fast.

But the same can be said when you find yourself again,

And at that moment,

Every word flies whether spoken or written,

You make sure you are heard.

Not every word is kind,

And at times those words are pointed at you,

But the thing you need to remember in this moment,

Is that all the wonderful things that you have heard outweigh the bad.

Every word has a meaning,

Some can leave you dumbfounded,

But I like to think there's always a reason,

Because every word does have importance.

Accept every kind word,

Shun every cruel comment,

Believe in yourself,

And every word you need will follow.

"Dragon Valley"

Chapter 6

I fly out of the front door of the hospital and the fresh air hits my lungs like a ton of bricks. The pain is scolding and makes my eyes well with tears but I don't stop. I hear Kyle's voice but don't stop. I can't be here! I run as fast as I can towards the path on Dry Ridge but I don't make it. My body seizes up and I can't move. I hit the ground and slide across the grass.
"Lynn!" Kyle is on his knee's beside me in seconds. "Lynn! What's wrong?" He lifts me in his arms and turns me around so I'm not face planted into the dirt. I look at him but I can't move. Tears pour down my face and I try to speak but I can't. I can't move my mouth. I can't even make my voice box crack.
My vision starts to go fuzzy but not from the tears. Kyle can tell there is something wrong with me because I see his face turn into pure panic before everything turns black. I can deal with the darkness but I can't deal with the pain that I'm about to feel. I don't know how I know I'm going to be in pain but I do.
It hits me like nothing has ever hit me before. My eyes feel like they are being crushed in their sockets and burning in hell's fire. Falling down the stairs when I was fourteen and dislocating my shoulder and breaking my leg in three places is nothing compared to this. The agony and three surgeries I had to go through after I had a car accident when I was seventeen is nothing compared to this. The fear and pain I felt before the Rain Zone is nothing compared to this. Nothing can compare to this because this pain is of another world. I can't even scream which makes the pain worse. My body feels like it is encased in cement and burning a hole through the center of my body.
The agony feels like it goes on for days and days on end but in an instant it is gone. All the pain is gone. I open my eyes and Kyle is holding me and crying. Why is he crying? I gingerly lift my weak hand and touch the side of his face. He turns his head so fast that I think it's going to fly off of his shoulders. His tears dry up instantly and he looks at me with horror and shock and relief all at the same time. He grasps my hand in his and squeezes it.
I try sitting up but Kyle forces me to lay flat on the ground. "Stay still," he says with a breath.
"I'm fine," my voice cracks from lack of moisture. I try to get some saliva in my mouth to easy the saw dust dryness in my mouth but I can't. I feel devoid of all liquid.
Kyle squeezes my hand again and shakes his head while looking at the ground. He shifts a bit and his eyes meet mine for split second before he looks away. I sit straight up and Kyle falls backwards. I stare at him and he his face pales. "Okay," I try to keep my voice from breaking, "Why won't you meet my eyes?"
Kyle's head snaps up to look at me but he flinches when he meets my eyes, but his glare hits right on target. "Why can't I look at you? Because you have been nothing but a pain in the ass since we met. You keep saying you are fine and there is nothing wrong. Guess what Lynn? You are not alright! There is something wrong with you." I look away and feel his relief.
"Okay, you fell down the a slope in the Needle Forest," Kyle gets to his feet and paces beside me. "Before we entered the Rain Zone you were screaming in pain and passed out for several hours. I'm not going to count the countless times you fell when were were coming down this side of Dry Ridge, because that is nothing compared to the fact that your cut up hand that should have needed stitches is healed!"
"So," I sigh, "I had a few accidents. This place must be making me accident prone."
"Accident prone?" Kyle laughs and stops pacing. He looks directly at me and the look in his eyes makes shivers scatter all over my skin. "Do you know what happened to you just now?" I arch my eyebrow at him and get ready to say I just fell, but I can't because the look on Kyle's face says he will lose it if I say I fell. My eyes stay focused on the ground as I wait for him to tell me what just happened.
Kyle's black booted feet obstruct my view of the grass and dirt. I look up at him and he squats down and stares directly into my eyes. But he can't keep looking at me and turns his head to the side. My nerves stand on end and butterflies gnaw at my stomach. Is there something wrong with my face? I reach up to check but Kyle snatches my hands in his. "Lynn, your eyes were bleeding." He looks at me but avoids direct eye contact. "I don't mean just a few drops of blood. They were," he stops, "They were bleeding."
"Bleeding? My eyes are fine," I say. He looks at me and gives me a soft smile. I feel myself pale. What is wrong with my eyes? I look around me and I can see just perfect. I spot a bird in a tree and focus on it. The bird becomes clearer and I can see his pale pink and grey feathers and huge blue and orange beak. I feel all the blood from my body become cold. My eyes aren't fine; they are better than fine.
Kyle shakes me and I glance at him but I can't force myself to speak or make a gesture. Why is my eye site better? A lead weight drops itself into my stomach and makes me shiver with fear. What happened to my eyes?! That pain I felt. And the blood? I reach up and touch my cheeks and pull my hand away to look at it. Tears-at least I hope they are tears-fall down my cheeks. My fingers are covered in blood.
Hands cup my face and I look at Kyle, "I'm taking you back to the hospital. Everything will be okay." I force myself to nod so I don't panic him any more than I already have. He picks me up like a princess and carries me towards the hospital.
We reach the hospital porch and Kyle puts me on my own feet. I reach for the door handle but pins and needles prick at my skin and make my stomach shiver in fear. I feel like I'm being watched. I spin around and look for whatever it is that is watching me. My eyes literally zoom in on the lake and the feeling increases but there is no one there. Kyle pulls me into the hospital and I let him but I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched. I glance back one more time and standing in the water is a a man with raven black hair longer than his body. His eyes narrow onto me and mine do the same. His dark, inhuman eyes hypnotize me and hold me until the door is shut.
Who is he?! No, what is he? I fling the door open but he not there. He's not there but I can still feel him watching me. Goosebumps pop up over my skin and reality hits. I really, really should not have came here. Coming here is the biggest mistake of my life. But now I also know that I can't leave. If I leave now things will become disastrous That man isn't human, and somehow he is related to the dragon my ancestors sealed. My gut clenches. I'm going to have to be the one to stop him. My knees give out and I hit the floor. How do I know this? Why the hell did I come here?!

-Here is chapter six of "Dragon Valley." I hope you like it! If you think I should change something or find a typo or or misspelling please let me know! I'd really appreciate your help. If you have been reading this story could you take a moment out of your busy day to put a =) or =( smiley face to let me know 1. that you are reading and 2. whether or not you like my story. I would really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart if you would take the time to do that.

-Thanks,

Danielle