I Can See Things Others Can't (Anne)

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I was up all night tossing and turning, but being careful not to wake up Tom, who slept on the chair beside me. I finally got sick and tired of just sitting there, and I also needed to pee, so I got up slowly and quietly to go to the bathroom in the hospital room. I opened the door, with the light still off, and entered. After closing the loud door, I turned on the light quickly and went to the mirror. I couldn't remember how I had looked when I was in that other body. I concentrated really hard on my appearance, and noticed a few flaws. I used the restroom and washed my hands, but as I reached for the door, my vision began to blur again. Not now! Not again. I was scared and I knew that I was going to become that other person again. I placed my hand on the wall, so I could balance myself a little better. My eyesight disappeared again and I fell to the floor. I didn't even feel any pain, but I knew I had hit my head hard on the tile floor.

I woke up, but I knew I wasn't in my own body, the one that had fallen, I was in the other one. The one that I hated, the one that I wished never existed. I stood up and examined my body for any injuries to the head, but everything seemed all right, other than the major headache I would wake up with. I looked at myself in the mirror, seeing the person I had become. A young, beautiful girl with boyish hair. My eyes were a light shade of brown, almost hazel. I felt beautiful in the outfit I was wearing, but I had no time to admire myself in the rectangular mirror. I had to find a way to make Tom know I wasn't alright, and that I was lying unconscious in the bathroom. I opened the door, and to my surprise it opened, without me needing to go through it. I guess I was able to touch things in real life now. I had to be careful, in case Tom was still sound asleep, I didn't want the door waking him up. Tom would probably think there was a ghost in my hospital room. My eyes strained to see in the dark, but when they finally adjusted to it, I could see Tom snoring as his head rested on the side of my temporary bed. 

I walked slowly, worrying that he would be able to hear my footsteps on the cold floor. I slowly approached him, but as I was reaching out to shake him awake, I heard someone approach me. Someone part of this world, not the real world. "Stop," Someone said with a musky voice, "Let him sleep!" I turned around, but saw no one. I ignored the order and continued to reach for his shoulder, but slower this time. I felt pressure on my wrist, like someone was squeezing it. I was pulled away from Tom. I tried to keep quiet but I was pulled out of the room and out into the halls. I heard Tom re-position himself in the chair, and I hoped that he was now awake. As the door shut and all of the hall lights shined down onto the other person who pulled me away. It was a young man, probably about 15, who looked like me, in a weird, fancy outfit. He was wearing a white shirt with black ruffles, and black jeans. He had on a coat, that was also dark. He threw me on the floor and squatted down in front of me, to where our eyes met. He had dark grey eyes, and his skin was of a pale color. It reminded me of the intern that was scared of what he had seen earlier that day. The strange young man got a little closer to me. I continued to examine his face in awe. Who was he? He had such beautiful hair that fell onto his forehead, covering his bushy eyebrows, he had such beautiful soft looking skin. I started to feel dizzy again, and my eyesight got slightly blurring. Was this encounter already ending? He pulled the rose with three petals left on one side of the center of the flower outside of my shirt pocket. All of the other petals had already fallen off when I was being dragged out. He smirked and pulled off the last three petals all at once, making me fade away.  

I woke up on the bed, with Tom staring at me. "What happened? You fainted again," Tom said, relieved that I was OK. "Tom, someone was in here with us...I want to go home right now," I said, scared that the strange boy was still in this room, watching me. Tom reassured me and said that he would protect me, and that I was able to leave around 6 tomorrow morning. 

I wasn't able to sleep that entire night, tossing and turning, probably not letting Tom sleep either. At exactly 6 AM, I woke up my brother who was half asleep, and I got discharged from the hospital, that I hoped so badly I would never have to see again. Once I got home and greeted mother with a tight, warm hug, I was fed pancakes and given only water. I was bummed that I couldn't drink any orange juice because I passed out from the lack of water in my system, Tom tried to persuade my mom, but nothing persuades her. 

Tom offered to take me home, but I decided that I needed to walk and work off the three pancakes I had consumed that morning. While walking to the school, I hoped and prayed that I would make it throughout the day with out fainting, and becoming Anne-Maria (that is what I decided to call myself when in my "other form"). I also thought long and hard on the way to school about the man that appeared in front of me in the hospital halls that night. I was feeling dizzy again, and I hoped that it was just the lack of sleep I had the previous night. 

I arrived at school, feeling better, because the cause of my dizziness was just from sleep deprivation. I was greeted by Kevin and carried on throughout the morning, but by lunchtime the feeling was coming back to me. I had to go to someplace where I wouldn't startle people, but I needed to take Kevin with me, to make sure he wouldn't panic about my disappearance. 

"Kevin, follow me to the auditorium," I ordered, there really was no point in asking him for anything, he would've done it anyways. "Why? We aren't suppose to be in there though," Kevin said, following me, instead of continuing on to the luxurious cafeteria. I led him through the gate, that was always unlocked that led to our auditorium. After entering the big empty room through an open window, I started to talk to Kevin about what was going to happen to me, but making sure not to go into great detail. We were standing in the middle of the large room, and I started feeling more dizzy than I did before, and my eyesight was failing again. "Kevin, when I faint, don't do anything, just stay with me, don't leave, and don't tell an-anyone," my speech was beginning to fail but I kept talking, "Make s-s-sure I w-wake up, be-be-before lunch is ov-," I couldn't finish because I had stumbled and fell into Kevin's arms, fainting. 

I woke up in Anne-Maria's body and Kevin was still holding me. He had sat down and laid me on the floor gently. I could tell he was scared, but all I could do was wait for me to wake up. I pulled out the ugly white rose, and thought that I could just pull all of the leaves off, like that boy who did so the other night. I was about to pull off a rose, but I was stopped again, by the same person. "What are you doing, wouldn't you like to explore as Anne-Maria?" I stood up and turned around to see the young man staring deeply into my eyes. He reached for my hand and started to pull me to the door, which could only be opened from the inside if you didn't have a key. I worried about Kevin, and what he would do if he noticed it open and close. But for some reason, we didn't need to open the door, we were able to go through it as easy as I could go through those people the first day this happened to me.

"Let me go!" I said, trying to free my hand from his. We stopped in front of the gate that lets you enter the middle school courtyard. "My Name is Kan, I am 15, and I have been stuck like this for a long time now, now where should we explore first?" He looked into my eyes once again, and I instantly questioned if I was the only one anymore with this weird condition. I stopped, and looked into his eyes, and was in awe of his eyes once again. I flinched as he reached for the same rose he reached for the night before. "This won't do, now will it?" He said as there was only one rose petal left. I grew to hate that ugly white rose, and it's stupid petals. I needed to ask more questions, but I had no time, none at all. "Will, w-will, you be here next time?" I asked, trying to keep my balance. "I have always been around," Kan said, smirking, watching the last petal fall. The last few seconds I was awake, I saw him walk down the hall, and disappear himself. 


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