Sequel one, I need a Miracle.
Chapter 1, Memories of the past.

I sat in the open sand, thinking. There was always an open wound, that would hurt from time to time. The only thing I needed, was time. Time to heal everything. And so my story begins.

"You little idiot, I'm gonna get you for this!" I still could hear her voice, clear and sweet, and there was the hurting. I've never had thought this would happen, I'd cherish every second I spent with her if only I knew. I walked around aimlessly, hearing the waves rolling in and out. I sucked in a long breath, smelling the saltiness of the air. Enjoying the sand beneath my bare feet, just walking. She filled my thoughts every day, every minute, every second. They said time healed everything, but I still hurt every time I hear things like her name, her favourite things, colours, designs, and other things that she'd always talk about. Realising that it was getting darker, I looked around. I've accidentally wandered into a cone-shaped cave. In the far end of the cave, I saw a girl, a few years younger than me, wearing a pink summer dress. Just like Alice, wearing those dresses that she'd loved so much.

As if she heard me approaching, she turned around slowly, reading the shock that filled my face. She was just how I remembered, her long, flowing red-brown hair, her large chocolate brown eyes, her lips a faint tint of peach. "Amber," She said faintly. Her voice, the voice I've been longing so much for, repeated over and over again, like a tape recorded in my mind, letting those memories flood through my mind all over again. If only I've persuaded her not to go, if only she stayed by my side. I could remember when we first met each other, we were so young, then. We grew up together in a small countryside, where everything was smooth and comfortable. Until that day. That horrible day, where she left me without saying goodbye. She had flooded my mind, my dreams, and I couldn't bear the pain anymore. I looked at her closely, noticing a faint glow from her smooth, fair skin.

It's been 2 years since I last saw of Alice now, not to mention, heard of. The last time I heard of her was when my father came into my room with a solemn look on his face. "Here, read this." He said, handing me a newspaper article and rushing out of my room, wishing me a 'Good luck' on his way out, and as he closed my door, I could hear my mother silently weeping in the background.

"Amber..?" She called again, sounding more distant. I guess it was just my imagination. My eyes flooded up with tears, as I saw her walking closer. "Amber, it's me, Alice. You remember, don't you?" I placed a hand over my mouth and nodded slowly. "Alice..?" I asked cautiously. She looked at me with a hurt look. "I thought.." I managed to stutter. Her eyebrows knitted together, and her mouth was half-open, as if finding the right words to say. "From what I've read in the newspaper, you died..?" I said, my tears poured out continuously. She tried to force a smile. "I didn't. I just got drifted away to a remote island. I managed to survive on wild berries and on other things I could find," She said. Then she looked away, hurt. "They said your body was never to be found, so I guess it's cause you were playing hide-and-seek?" I asked, a little more eased now. No, she didn't leave me. I thought, reassuring myself. We continued to talk for what seemed like seconds, but in reality, we've been talking to each other for three whole hours.