• He pulled me to the side as my feet slipped of the edge again. walking down the steep steps into the darkness was what i have been doing for the whole time i was here.
    After the scratchy voiced man pulled me out of bed, he made me walk with him to some unknown destination. he didn't speak to me at all after words. i thought to myself all the while, keeping a positive thought in mind, but couldn't help thinking the worst. i tried speaking but all i felt was an absents in voice, i had no feeling of my vocal cords moving, or even the thought of speaking. i trying to ask so much things. where are we going, why can't i speak and see, what's your name-
    "i have no name, nor a need for one." he said through the suddenly soft , but still gravel like voice.
    oh, i thought trying to keep myself focused, my names Autumn. i could think up a name for you, not like it would matter-
    "didn't you just hear me?" he snapped " i have no need for one!"
    anger pressed on my heart. he can hear my thoughts, my private thoughts! he's probably been listening them the whole time. i suddenly felt a falling feeling and a catch under my arm. dang, i slipped again! i kept thinking about the lost fear i had. i slipped down the stairs once at home and my heart was pounding. but now i was fearless, and calm thoughts ruled. i knew that if i died, this would be the way i'd go, fearless.
    "we're here." he said, " please think of something else."
    i tried thinking of soft things and the beautiful days at the beach with my dad. where the sun was down on my face and the light was warm and-
    i got slapped on the face and blacked then out.

    "you should really teach her to-" an angry voice stopped itself, which was twice as rusty as the man who brought me here.
    "child" the man who brought me said. " we need to tell you what is taking place. you are I'm grave danger."
    why, i thought
    "because, you are the one who was born to be one of us, but still look at the stars and its light."
    i can't talk, so why-
    "we are not talking either. here in the shadow realm, voice is not even fathomable and neither is fear. the reason you can't "see" is because here in the shadows there is not light, of course."
    then how can you tell where your going? you where walking down the steps like you could-
    again i was cut off. " we feel and "see" through shadows and there forms. everywhere the shadows reach is in our rang and possession."
    so you like bats?
    "sound is not in here either." said a woman's gravelly voice. " the "sound" you hear is the aspect of-
    but there are gravelly voices. i thought of what these people could look like. a hiss- a slap- and i was blacked out again.