"Sonja!!!" I heard my mother shriek as I ran from my childhood home surrounded by darkness. "Sonja, RUN!"
My small seven-year-old hands grasped the last piece of family I owned—my mother's silver locket. I needed to remember: What did they look like? Tall? Muscular? I couldn't think as I ran through the field scattered with my relative's bodies, all I knew was I was alone.
They took my family; they killed them all. Adrenaline coursed through my body, giving me the energy to sprint the last three meters into town. I knew I was the fastest runner in my daycare, but I was exhausted, out of breath, and my chest ached. I threw up. My hair and pink nightgown stained with last night's dinner, I stumbled into a restaurant and asked to use their bathroom. In the mirror I saw my bleach blonde hair dripping with blood that wasn't mine. Some running down my forehead and into my apple green eyes, puffy from crying. But then I woke up from the nightmare in a cold sweat. I had to remind myself of who I am: 'My name is Sonja Tyler. I'm twenty-two, a college student. I have black hair through the miracle of hair dye and my eyes are green. This is only a nightmare.. this is only a dream. It's Wednesday, May 15: the anniversary of the day it all happened,' I thought, glancing at the clock; it was time to go.
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The Displacement of Insanity
Teen FictionSonja is an unclassified supernatural being. Her family is dead and her abilities are kicking in one after one. She can hear your thoughts, things are changing Come along for the adventure and thrilling story as Sonja Bolser finds out who she is and...
