Catching Reality

by TaylorDash


Fall Leaves and Crystal Eyes

A gentle breath of air struck the side of his face with such delicate force, also causing the dead maple leaves to scatter across the ground creating a peaceful tune. Hanging his head slightly downward and hands in his hoodie pockets he took each step as if it were his last, the thought relaxed him. Taking a deep breath, he savored the sweet smell outside being caused by overgrown grass and honeysuckles, it gave him a sense of satisfaction knowing that he could walk down this path alone and not be bothered. Life was good, not because he had materials to make life more enjoyable, but because he saw life for what it is, a state of being and living, not becoming a self indulgent robot like mostly everyone else.

"Perfect, absolutely perfect. It's just me myself and I." Sounds kind of rude thinking about it that way, but that’s probably because he has no social skills. Always been the quiet type, not one to hang close to “friends” or even family for that matter, these things seemed to get it his way.

Xander has always been a solitary person and the feeling of it was great. Yet it saddened him, knowing he pushed everything aside in his life to enjoy his own, he didn't feel sorry for himself but for the people that care about him, makes him feel selfish. Who Is he to ignore everyone around him and just go about his marry way? “Sick.” he said to himself.

Trying not to let it phase him to badly, he pulled out his mp3 from his hoodie pocket, he believed that music is one of the most beautiful things the world and the people have to offer. It fills his soul with such happiness, to be able to go along with the beat and think a million things at once yet the thoughts are all in one place and understandable.

Xander closed his eyes as he put the headphones on his head. Now his day had truly been fulfilled, a peaceful walk on a cloudless day with no noise except the sound of nature and the music ringing in his ears. Taking a look around he noticed that the beams of the soon sleeping sun were peaking through the branches and leaves, illuminating rays that allow you to see the particles floating through the air. It looked absolutely beautiful, but as much as he'd like to stay the sun was setting and it was time to head back home.

Standing up and putting his hood over his head, he began to walk. This was his favorite area to go to, mainly because there was never anyone there and if there was they didn’t stay long. Probably because he would give them some awkward vibe, he didn't blame them though. Wouldn't anyone act alarmed if someone came out of nowhere with a hoodie over their head? Yea guess he would to.

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He didn’t notice how long he'd been walking, usually he would end up in a trance when listening to his music. But something didn't feel right when he looked at his surroundings, he felt...lost. There was a path in front of him that led straight what looked like forever, and the trees on each side all seemed to be in perfect alignment. It was almost disturbing how perfect it was, it didn’t feel natural at all. Like he usually did, he shrugged it off like it was nothing and turned around.

Something isn’t right, “What the hell...” he whispered to himself, looking in front. This side looks exactly the same as the other, a straight narrowish path with the trees all in perfect alignment, never seeming to end. His hearts pace starts to quicken, jumping to conclusions telling himself that he was lost.

“No, no I can’t be lost. Because I’m not lost I just need to walk back the way I came.” he begin walking, but faster than usual, being a bit unnerved by the situation he was in. How could he have been so stupid to not pay attention were he'd been heading? Hitting the side of his head making the best “duh” face he could. Chuckling a bit, the path still seemed to go on as it was, a straight path that didn’t seem to change at all not even a slight curve in it. Walking quickly turned into jogging, Xander was really starting to get nervous, no matter how far forward everything seemed the same. Stopping, soaking in the scene in front of him. Run.

Running as fast possible the path didn't get any shorter it just kept going and going like a never ending tunnel. For the first time in his life he felt scared, he knew for a fact he hadn’t been walking this far because when he left the sun was setting, it should have been dark within five minutes. It’s been at least twenty minutes sense turning around.

Losing his energy quickly he had to stop running and catch his breath. Putting his hands on his knees and breathing heavily towards the ground he noticed that his breath was showing. How could that even be possible? It’s about 84 degrees out here. Xander's breathing suddenly became very forceful, like he had forgotten how to breathe. His whole body started to feel out of place, everything felt abnormal.

Still staring down and breathing heavy, a shadow slowly started to tower of him. Looking up he was hit by a mix of fear and shock, he couldn’t move at all. Standing in front of him was a figure, it’s height just a foot more with an eerie mist that came of it’s body. The figure was completely black with no resemblance of a person, it had arms but no legs. Thoughts raced through his head at the speed of light. But only one was clear. Run.

Running as fast as his legs could take him, he was screaming as loud as possible.

“HELP! ANYBODY PLEASE HELP ME!” Breathing was still very heavy and a chore, his body became very weak, his arms losing all strength along with his legs. He collapsed. Lying on the ground with his eyes shut whispering pleads for help, his mind filling with the thought that this was the end he is going to be killed.

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“HELP ANYB-” Silencing himself to realize he had just woken up. Before getting a chance to look around, his eyelids were closed tight. “Please just be a bad dream, please just be a bad dream.” Repeating to himself over and over again, this couldn’t have been real, he probably just passed out and everything that was going on was just a bad dream. Opening his eyes Xander's heart sunk.

The same exact path remain in front of him just like before, only this time he was able to notice something strange off in the distance. Squinting to get a better view, something was coming towards him, and fast. Before he could even think darkness slowly started to envelope him and along with the rest of the world. It looked like the universe was bending out of shape and swallowing everything, except for Xander. But that’s when some thoughts are wrong, the darkness came in close and swept right under his feet. Screaming out of fear as loud as possible he was falling, falling into nothing. Turning his head in every direction as possible to get a glimpse of anything, he saw nothing but darkness surrounding. Was he falling? Not being sure of it, there was no force of air going past him, turning and spinning yet nothing at all. He felt as if this were some sort of limbo state.

*CRACK* “AHHHH!” Something had struck his face with a powerful blow. Blood then started to drip and was flying off in all directions of the darkness, “What the hell is going on?!” and that’s when it hit, all darkness vanished instantly.

Quickly shooting himself up taking in a large breath he heard a voice say, “Rainbow what was that for!?" A voice said, it sounded like a teenage girl. "Hey uhh...are you alright?”




A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first Fic I have ever written or started to write. If you enjoyed this thank you so much for reading. As for anyone who didn’t like it or noticed errors are things that annoyed them, please tell me what was wrong and I will try to fix it.