Short Story Of Lacy: A Narrative Fiction

Although it was a bitterly cold, autumn day, Lacy felt her body heating up. Her bleary breath was brisk and she could hear the chilling sound of her heartbeat getting louder with every swift step. It felt like hours since she’d started running, never stopping for a breath, never stopping to look back. She was focused. So focused, in fact, that she had forgotten what she was running from. Her bitterly cold breath blew into her face as she ran towards it. The sky let out an echoing explosion of thunder; rain was coming. Suddenly her vision changed. Black. She opened her eyes, puzzled, wondering what she was looking at. A face. Her face. She stared into her own eyes searchingly, as if trying to communicate with herself. Another slash of lightning forcefully broke her eye contact. Looking up she realized the trees …show more content…
The trees whispered something. As she listened, the whispers grew dauntingly louder, and she thought the voices felt distantly familiar. A bolt of lightning lit up the darkened sky, breaking the incessant whispering for only a short instant. She clenched her eyes shut as hard as she could, trying to drown away the dark and eerie world. A series of questions invaded her mind: where am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? Who am I? If only she could remember her own name, maybe then she could force memories back into her brain. She found herself looking up at the gloomy sky, pondering. Pondering until her fingers became numb. Pondering until it felt like she was floating, until her body didn’t exist anymore. Pondering. Pondering until the persistent whispers exploded in her head and it was all just too much. She could hear the voice so clearly now, “It wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t my fault!” She closed her mouth and the whispers ceased. Complete silence. “I know it wasn’t your fault, we know,” Lacy opened her eyes and left her friend's warm