Victim of Eyes

The bad, and then the worse

My head hurts. I open my eyes to be in a plane crash, the plane crash. I look over to mom who's worrying but trying not to show it because she was a mother, it's her job to not make her child scared. Mom turns over to me and repeatedly tells me "everything's alright". Many people are running around the plane. Me and mom have the oxygen masks on as a few other people do. The plane is falling down and no one can stop it. I think that the pilot had a heart attack and the co pilot is not well~trained and passed out because of stress. We're going down more aggressively now I'm pretty sure we're about to hit New York City. We were on a flight to Hindustan to visit my mom's part of the family. We went there when I was little and refused to believe I'm related because I looked "too white" to be related. I can't think about that right now, right now I need to not die. Before I knew it we hit the ground. I awoke from my sleep. It's 6:00 in the morning now. The plane crash happened when I was 7. I'm 15 now and still haunted. I stand up not before falling down again. Betty, piano, cloak, red eyes, blood, pink scrunchie, cheerleader uniform, blood.
"Oli your going to be late" I hear my dad say from the doorframe.
"Hey are you okay? Why are you on the ground?" He asks.
"I fell im fine, trust me," I say in response to his worry. "Okay well hurry up, or I'll send you to Somalia!" He says in a unfunny joke way. The reason I'm on the ground is because I had a vision, usually after I have a vision I have apounding headache. And Somalia is short for St Somalia de ferrisa, a Christian private school that is in a old university building. I put my hair into low pigtails and brush out my bangs and put on my clothes, choosing the right merch to make me seem cool, if that makes you cool. I make my way downstairs and see my twin brother Andrew. He looks more brown than me, that's why my relatives favour him more. He also has a car (which is not fair because we're the same age!). Me and Andrew get into his car and start driving.
He pulls into the school parking lot and I get out of the car and so does he. "Alright Oli met me here 10 minutes after school ends any later and I leave you". He says. "Alright alright" I respond back to him while running into the busy highschool hall. I spot Betty and run up to her. "Hey" she says
"Hey" I say back. While talking we meet Charlie on the way. "Hey" we all say to eachother. Betty is a hardcore stoner cheerleader, a really weird pair of traits to combine. She's white, blonde, and has blue eyes. She usually wears the school cheerleading uniform, which is light pink. Charlie on the other hand is whiter, she's albino and usually wear her braids in a pattern of sorts, She's a bookworm. I've never seen her not reading in her free time before. I am not that interesting at all my free time is spent just doing homework or on my phone. "At this point I'm just in awe of how much prettier you get everyday" I say to this beautiful girl in-front of me. "Kay well we gotta go to class, meet me at our spot after" Charlie says while walking away.
I walk Into my pre-ap English class. I get a reminder on my phone that it's Mother's Day. My lock-screen of me and mom on a cruise of Europe. Looks like something right out of a  album cover. I smile at the good memories captured in the photo and go to my desk. As the anthem and pledge play through the speakers I get nudge to my side. Its Jay, he hands me a little bag of white pills. Knowing what it is and how illegal this would be anywhere I took it without hesitation. I asked for it anyways. As the morning announcements end I sit down in my desk and see Jonah in the side of my eye, starting at me. I try not to think about it as I look at the board. 
My cringy English teacher likes any excuse to celebrate a holiday. So naturally Mother's Day is a big thing for him. as half the class presents I ask to go the washroom. As I go into the hallway I pop one white pill into my mouth as I swallow. The high feels so great and make you forget about the bad, and the worst in life. The world strangely becomes 2d and I See weird cartoon characters and the ocean. My body contorts as I fall on the ground. I think. Ocean, mom, shovel, pink scrunchie, cheerleader, blood. These vision seem to repeating, if that was even a vision. I text Andrew
Help I'm in the hall, high af

Oli you okay??

Please drive me home

Be there soon

Andrew last text was sent three minutes ago.
    "Oli! Oli! You okay?" He says as he picks me up knowing I can't walk. "Yea I'm fine, just ate pounds of pink spaghetti" I say. He looks at me weirdly. "Are you sure your okay you texted me 'hemp i im thez ball, fight asl' and 'bease boati I oak' soo" as he drags on the o.
"Yeah man I'm fine just" as i soon fall asleep.

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Holy fuck i think my sister is delusional. She gets high on molly and then forces me to drive her home, and pukes in my car!! I mean who does she think she is! It's not okay. I'm her older brother by literally 3 minutes and still feel like i need to protect her. I carry her into the house and upstairs to her room. I change her out of her 100$ puke soaked cardigan into a regular sweater. She looks up at me gently "help Betty" she says looking me in the eyes. "What do you mean help Betty?" I say.
"SHE'S GONNA DIE, SHE'S GOING TO BE KILLED BY A MONSTER" she says while crying and holding onto my arm like a koala to a tree branch. "She'll be alright I make sure" i say maturely as i walk out of her room. A bit spooked.