4 Quotes About Disappeared

You grieve at first. And then slowly, with the yawning of the years, the disappeared gets scraped from your memory, the way your flesh can be peeled from your limbs. It's very harsh and extremely painful. But it gets done, square inch-by-square inch. Until, the skin that is your memory gets completely scarred and numbed. You live. The disappeared is detached from the dermis of remembering. And that is what is known as moving on. Psyche RoxasMendoza

Anna and Emma just poofed.”“ What?”“ I was standing there. I was watching them. I was holding Anna’s hand when it happened.” Astrid rose and without really thinking about it wrapped her arms around Sam like she did when she was trying to comfort Little Pete.But unlike Little Pete, Sam responded to her touch by awkwardly hugging her back. For a moment his face was in her hair and she heard his ragged breathing close to her ear. And it seemed like they might do it again, the kissing thing, but then, both at once, they pushed away.“ She was scared, ” Sam said. “Anna, I mean. She saw Emma disappear. They were born just six minutes apart. So, first Emma. Then Anna, waiting for it. Knowing it was coming. Michael Grant

What’s up, Sam?”“What birthday?” he panted.“ What?”“ What birthday, Anna?”It took a while for her to absorb his fear. It took a while for the reason for his fear to dawn on her.“ Fifteen, ” Anna said in a whisper.“ What’s the matter?” Emma asked, sensing her twin’s mood. “It doesn’t mean anything.”“ It doesn’t, ” Anna whispered.“ You’re probably right, ” Sam said.“ Oh, my God, ” Anna said. “Are we going to disappear?”“ When were you born?” Sam asked. “What time of day?” The twins exchanged scared looks. “We don’t know.”“ You know what, no one has blinked out since that first day, so it’s probably–” Emma disappeared. Anna screamed. The other older kids took notice, the littles, too.“ Oh, my God! ” Anna cried. “Emma. Emma. Oh, God! ”She grabbed Sam’s hands and he held her tight. The prees, some of them, caught the fear. Mother Mary came over. “What’s going on? You’re scaring the kids. Where’s Emma?”Anna just kept saying, “Oh, my God, ” and calling her sister’s name.“ Where’s Emma?” Mary demanded again. “What’s going on?” Sam didn’t want to explain. Anna was hurting him with the pressure of her fingers digging into the backs of his hands. Anna’s eyes were huge, staring holes in him.“ How far apart were you born?” Sam asked. Anna just stared in blank horror. Sam lowered his voice to an urgent whisper. “How far apart were you born, Anna?”“Six minutes, ” she whispered.“ Hold my hands, Sam, ” she said.“ Don’t let me go, Sam, ” she said.“ I won’t, Anna, I won’t let you go, ” Sam said.“ What’s going to happen, Sam?”“I don’t know, Anna.”“Will we go to where our mom and dad are?”“ I don’t know, Anna."“Am I going to die?”“ No, Anna. You’re not going to die.”“ Don’t let go of me, Sam.”Mary was there now, a baby on her hip. John was there. The prees, some of them, watched with serious, worried looks on their faces.“ I don’t want to die, ” Anna repeated. “I…I don’t know what it’s like.”“ It’s okay, Anna.”Anna smiled. “That was a nice date. When we went out.”“ It was.” For a split second it was like Anna blurred. Too fast to be real. She blurred, and Sam could almost swear that she had smiled at him. And his fingers squeezed on nothing. For a terribly long time no one moved or said anything. The littles didn’t cry out. The older kids just stared. Sam’s fingertips still remembered the feel of Anna’s hands. He stared at the place where her face had been. He could still see her pleading eyes. Unable to stop himself, he reached a hand into the space she had occupied. Reaching for a face that was no longer there. Someone sobbed. Someone cried out, other voices then, the prees started crying. Sam felt sick. When his teacher had disappeared he hadn’t been expecting it. This time he had seen it coming, like a monster in a slow-motion nightmare. This time he had seen it coming, like standing rooted on the railroad tracks, unable to jump aside. Michael Grant