My eyes stung with saltwater. I gasped for air. my foe had his hands around my neck. "Nick let your brother go.""fine mom, we were only playing" my measly 8 year old body sat up, and i shook sand out of my- wait i probably shouldnt say in a school report. Some of the kids in class chucled, but it was quickly suppressed by their teachers one more and INFINITE DETENTION stare. Dwight finished up his report, and talked about how he saw the man in black and the women with the turqouise dress in his dream. now this would definitely NOT be in your run of the mill school report, but the reason he gave it was that it was the second ever "dream day" since two years ago, every person age 5 to 21 fell asleep, had a dream in which the man in black and the women in turqoise were involved, and then got superpowers. not superman all powers in the world stuff. No everyone got one. now I know what your thinking: oh your the protagonist of this story, you must have some awesome power like laser beams or telekinesis. well... no. I run fast. and while that's kind of cool I enjoy life's slow moments. they allow me to relax. why do you think I sleep so much in Mr. Trennedis class? so any way, I ended up being really special and saving the world and all that stuff, but it all started in 3rd period lunch with me, my friend Tamara, and mort. oh and the raging inferno and shadow creatures
