Locket

~Chapter 4~

He said goodbye and drove out of my drive way. Jaily waved and I waved. I walked back to the house.
Ugh! I forgot to ask her about the locket. I'll call her later.
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My dad asked me why Jaily left. I told him that she left because her brother needed her to come with him.

     I went to my room and closed the door. I held the locket. I opened it.

I need to know what it is!

I didn't see darkness. I saw my mother. She was holding a baby. My father was next to her. They looked younger. They were smiling and looking at the baby. The baby was me.

     It switched. I saw my mother holding the same baby. She was screaming. Holding me tight. A massive hand was reached out to her. She was trying to run but she couldn't move. The land behind her was collapsing. The hand was coming from the side of the collapsing land. My mother went lower. She curled in a ball. I was hidden.
She was screaming, "I'll give it to you! Just don't take her!"

Give it what? What is that hand? Why is the land falling? Why was the hand trying to take me?

I woke up again. I had fainted again. I was really confused. I opened my drawer. I took out my journal. I wrote:

March 20, 2007                                         3:32pm
I don't understand what is happening. The locket showed me weird scenes. There was a hand trying to take me as a baby and wanted something from my mother. Jaily came over but she left with her brother. His name is Jake. He's kinda cute. Wait— did I say that. He's an adult. And I'm a teenager. We could never actually...Why did I get here. All I said was that he is cute. Nevermind, my mother has been dead for two days. I'm feeling better. I still miss her but I will forever miss her. Either way, everyone is gonna die—including her.
~Olivia Salrene

I closed my journal. I placed it in the drawer. I noticed something. There was a glint of light. I looked in that area of the drawer. I couldn't see anything. I put my hand in. I felt something long.
Ow!
I took my hand out. I had cut my hand from the middle of my pinkie to my wrist. It was bleeding. I quickly went to the bathroom and grabbed some bandages. Once I got to the bathroom my hand had stopped bleeding. In fact, the cut had healed. I was surprised.

How could my hand have healed that fast?! What was that shiny thing that cut my hand?

I returned to my room to look at the shiny thing again. I opened the drawer and cautiously took out the object. I placed it on my bed. It...