Behind my closed eyes...
Chapter
2
Not a long while later my alarm
went off blasting “Moves like Jagger”
in my ear.
I groaned and slapped the pause button.
I swung my legs down so my feet could reach the freezing
floor of my room.
Walking over to my mirror I took out my bun and brushed my
blond hair that was still wet from my shower the night
before.
When I was done getting dressed and making my bed I grabbed
my pre-packed bag and dragged it downstairs.
“Morning Hannah,” my mom said cheerily.
“Morning mom,” I grumbled still half
asleep.
“How did you sleep?”
“Pretty good, I had a weird dream though,” I
said grabbing a box of cereal and pouring it into my
bowl.
“What was it?”
“I’m not even sure anymore,” I said
avoiding the question and focusing on the T.V. and eating
my cereal.
“And now time for breaking news from Josh
Judge,” the reporter Amy Caveno said.
“Thank you Amy, now here I stand across from the I-93
Bridge,
and as you can see there has been one or more
explosions
causing the bridge to crumble into the river. Rescue teams
have been sent
into the water by boat to look for survivors and divers
have been
sent to do the same. Police and Firemen have not
released
specifics on the issue, but I promise you we will keep you
updated.
This is Josh Judge WMUR News 9. Back to you Amy,” he
said.
Frozen from shock I tuned out the T.V, that was my dream,
my exact dream. I turned to my mom, panic-stricken.
“Mom, does dad take the I-93 Bridge to work,” I
questioned fearing for my dad’s safety.
She pondered my question for a moment, “Usually yes,
he does, but today he was going up to a vender in Keene, so
he took back roads and not the highway.”
“Oh, um, okay,” I stuttered.
Not wanting to stick around any longer I cleaned my bowl,
and ran
upstairs to brush my teeth.
When I ran back downstairs I threw on my jacket and said
bye to my mom.
I ran down the street to the bus stop.
In slowed to a walk when I saw my neighbor Dom realizing I
was still early.
“You’re late,” he said as I walked up to
him.
“Yeah, yeah, I know, don’t worry,” I said
hitting his Ottawa Oilers hat,
which covered his brown hair.
“Watch it!”
“Can I ask you something?”
“You just did.”
“I’m going to take that as a, ‘yeah,
sure, what was your question?’ Kay,”
emphasizing with quotation marks.
He just glared at me so I took that as another yes.
“Is it possible to have a special power?”
“What you mean being able to shoot a puck a hundred
miles an hour like Zedeno Chara, yes it is.”
“I already knew that stupid; by the way did they win
last night?”
“Yup, 8-1.”
“Sweet, but now back on topic. I mean like
supernatural stuff. Like being able to fly, read minds,
maybe even see the future?”
“I wish, that would be awesome… but no its
not.”
A few
other people were gathering around so I dropped the con
versation, not wanting them to judge me.
While waiting for the bus to come I thought about what he
said I knew he was right and why was I making a big deal
about it,
I was sure that I was just reading too much into
it.
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Behind my closed eyes...
Chapter: 1
To my surprise almost immediately after
my head hit the pillow on May 26th and dozed off
into a deep sleep, that the eerie blackness was replaced
with a vision, a new dream, centered on the I-93 Bridge.
Within my dream it seemed like a normal day, with
frustrated traveler’s yelling and screaming at each
other to hurry up in the traffic. But something
didn’t belong here; it was out of place, a noise, a
beeping. It was so mysterious and unordinary that I tried
to pay extra attention to it. Constantly it got louder and
quicker, beep after beep. In due time, what started out as
the single beeps then turned into one long beep which
carried on. Within seconds four loud gun-shot like bangs
rang out, and hung in my ears, ringing over and over again.
A moment later the bridge started to crumble into the
water engulfed in smoke. Drivers and their cars plunged in
to the subzero river of blackness. Abruptly, everything
went black.
I screamed, immediately sitting up in my bed, hot and
sweaty, my blue eyes wide with horror. Lucky for me I no
longer envisioned the I-93 Bridge; instead I saw my own
unlit, pitch-black room. I sighed with relief dragging my
eyes over to my IHome, the bright green block digits read
one thirty six A.M. Free from the dream and back into
reality, I figured I should go back to bed seeming as
though my alarm wouldn’t go off for a while. Passing
out yet again I was lucky the “dream” I now
considered a nightmare didn’t come back to haunt
me.
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Behind my closed eyes...
I never knew that
May 27th was going to change my life forever.
That it was going to change to world. But guess what?
It did. And I was notprepared, nor did I know to what
capacity it would affect me.
But someone had to know right? I wasn’t the only
one?
And yet, I was. I was extraordinary to capability.
But there had to be someone else that was like me?
No I was the only one. The only one cursed with a burden
you would never expect.
One change that you couldn’t even begin to comprehend
in your mind.
And yet I did, a little blonde girl from the Granite state
that lived in a small town.
I’m just a normal ordinary girl. Correct? No.
You are absolutely and positively wrong. Shall I start to
explain?
Keep ready and you’ll know everything.
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