FicWad

Yet again, I blacked out, but this time, I woke up actually in my own body. I was young, no older than 6, because my father was still alive, and right next to me. He died a little while after one of my greatest childhood memories, and probably the only good memory in my whole life. I thought of how great that time was, and oh how I would give anything to relive it. My father was always there for me. My mother was always in denial, he was a noble man, and a leader. I wish I could've ended up more like him. Just then I heard a drum beat. "Could it be? No, it couldn't I thought." But then I saw a marching band, and multiple masked figures walk by. This was much darker than I remembered however, but it was infact my greatest memory. My father turned and asked me, "Son when you grow up, and I'm not around anymore, will you do what's right?" I just nodded, and then something caught my eye. A women pulled off her mask and revealed she was fear, and then her sister regret showed up. They carried me onto the float, and my father didnt mind, he just smiled and waved. Slowly, I found the parade leading me elsewhere, and the crowds and streets began to vanish. 5 men, apparently soldiers, running the float turned and saluted me. Then my girlfriend walked my and kissed me on the lips. Finally a woman in a gasmask carried me off the float and let me walk with my girlfriend, and in not even seconds, I became at least 15 years older. To Be Continued