One Of A Kind

Chapter four: Unexpected visitor

It's been two weeks, since the surgery. Dad said he found five shards of glass in my back. And yes, I vomited when he told me about it.

He made me take a drug when I started walking around, he said it will stop the pain. All it really did was make me feel numb. It also helps my stomach, so I don't vomit again.

He let me stop taking it, when I told him I felt fine. But I don't. Not just on the outside but on the inside, it feels like something's growing in me and dying at the same time. In my ribs were my heart is.

I'm lying on my bed reading, I yawn for the tenth time .'just wash your face and go to bed!' I tell my self. But it's so hard to pull away from a book, when your getting to the good parts!

I force myself to close the book, and frown 'idiot!' I think to myself. I forgot to use a book mark, "great just great." I mumble to myself as I walk down the hall to the bathroom.

I forgave dad about the sugary. He was just trying to help me.

But I am still careful around him. I remember the letter, I tip toe down the rest of the hall to the front door.

I see dad watching the football.

I haven't watched the football with him since I found the letter. And truthfully, I miss screaming at the television with him.

I walk to the door mat, and lift it up, The letters gone. I feel sick, but don't vomit, dad will make me take more of that drug.

'Calm down.' I tell myself. 'Just wash your face and sleep.' I take three deep breaths, and walk back up the hall to the bathroom. I turn the tap on, and open the little cupboard under the sink. I take out a wash cloth.

The waters nice and warm, so I wet my wash cloth. I leave the tap on while I wash my face, looking at myself in the mirror. I hum, for a little while, then stop. I don't notice till i'm done, that there's no water running sound. Everything's deadly quiet.

I turn and look at the tap, there's water coming out. But it's in mid air. Like time stopped. 'What the?' I remember dad watching the football, and run down the hall.

Dads there. But jumping in mid air. His mouth hanging open, ready to scream our teams name. The televisions stopped. The clock. The oven. Everything. I run up to my room.

'I'm going insane.' I think to myself as I walk up the hall. I see a rabbit through the window, In mid jump. I giggle like a crazy person.

Then scream. "I'm so scared!" I make it to my room, and scream again. there's someone sitting in my desk chair. I can't see them, the lights are all off. But I can see there eyes,

there unnaturally green way to light It hurst my eyes to look at them. There just looking at me, burning through the darkness.

"Who a-are you and what d-do you want?" I stutter. The eyes get higher. Which means they must be getting up. I freak out, and shoot my hand to the left, to find something anything, to defend myself with.

My hand finds my hair brush, It will do. I grasp it in shaking hands and hold it up to my chest. The eyes are so close to me, at least a meter away. I remember I have a light switch.

The eyes are way to close. My hand finds my light switch and I flick It down.

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