I don’t enjoy death. It’s depressing that we have to kill...there’s no way out of it. I don't like the thought of myself dying either. The knowledge that I am likely to die soon is depressing and ruins any idea of having happiness. I can't run away from death. I just have to trust myself that I can fight it.
After the story, I’m not in the mood to talk anymore. I gawk out at the waterhole.Habel and her friends leave me alone, most likely bored to death by my silence.
The words continuously spin in my mind, I don’t want to die. I’m selfish for being so blunt about it. I don’t want this life.
Being a Jumper isn’t something to boast about.
“Robyn.” My father’s voice warms my body. He is the thing I love most in my life at the moment, and I won’t let him slip away. Not like the others.
My head turns to see him standing behind me. His appearance is still young, and he is, considering he’s only 39. He has my deep brown eyes; they look at me with care. His skin is tan from years of basking in sun and pride, and his black hair is roughly only an inch long.
“Dad, hi.” I say, getting up from the ground.
“You should be at home, I was looking for you. It was fortunate of me to talk to Treydanse; he told me you were here.”
Treydanse. I’m seriously bothered by him.
“I came out for some air…and Habel wanted to hear a story.”
My dad laughs. “You always had a talent for telling stories.”
I nod with uncertainty. “Maybe.”
“Let’s go home. You should get some sleep.” Dad offers.
My home is nice for a Plains tribe, but I have nothing to brag about. The house is simple, with small decorations and light furnishing. My room has little in it. There is a bed, a basket of clothes, and a table.
Rest remains essential the day before you graduate. I eat quickly, and then set my Glass Alarm up. It’s a vivid invention. You set the magnifying glass outside in a place that the sun will hit at a selected time period. When the sun shines in that time period, it will reflect on the glass. The light will reflect in your eyes to wake you up.
My eyes are heavy when I get in bed. I drift off to sleep easily.
I wish I hadn’t.
I was back to the day with my mother at the water hole. Someone screamed in the distance.
“Robyn,” she said with an alert and tense voice. “Go home and hide with your brother.
And remember, I love you.”
I ran home to see Thander in his room. “Thander,” I screamed. “Mommy is in trouble.”
Thander gasped and tried to herd me under the table. I refused at first, tears welling in my eyes. But I realized I had to obey him. “Robyn,” he told me, looking at me with mom's sincere blue eyes.“You need to stay here. I’m going to get dad.”
He was only ten years old. There wasn’t much he could do, even if he refused to believe the information.
I of course, was too curious. I had to see what was happening- just to peek.
YOU ARE READING
Jumper
Novela JuvenilIn the beginning of time, the Humans weren't the only ones. The Haru, a life form similar to the Humans, roamed the Earth. They looked the same in appearance, but the Haru were further developed. They were stronger and had special abilities that the...
