The Voice (Book 1)

Dreams Having A Rude Awakening

    Dreaming~ "  Honey im here to help you, you can trust me im one of the good guys." I saw a little girl huddled in the corner crying for her mother, along with what looked like to be a social worker standing there talking to her. I tried with all my might to walk over to the little girl to comfort her but I froze when she looked up at me. I knew her from somewhere but I couldnt put my finger on it. All she did was stare at me with wide eyes, she had such a distance look in her eyes. Her look makes me feel guilt,sadness, even emotions I cant explain. I dont know why im frozen. Is it because of fear? No I wasnt scared of her, maybe I feared what may happen to her. A sudden jerk shook me out of my thoughts. I looked around a saw a huge shadow towering over the girl. The girl looked at me begging for me to help her but I didnt know how, it was like someone had superglued my feet to the floor and there wasnt anything I could do about it. Then all of a sudden I woke up screaming.

I rose from my bed sweat running down my forehead. I was use to it though, almost every night ever since I can remember I have been having that same dream. The first time I had that dream it didnt bother me as much, but when the same dream keeps recurring over and over it starts to freak you out. Well it did me anyway. I looked at my alarm clock and seen that it was 7:45am oh no! School started at 8 and I wasnt even ready, not to mention how far I have to walk. These are times when a car would be really useful. I hurriedly put on my skinny jeans, purple t-shirt, grey vans, then I quickly combed through my median length wavy hair, and not forgetting my spritz of perfume, I was then out the door.

I walked through the doors of North Valley Highschool, realizing I was already 5 minutes late. There goes another tardy on my grade card. I was walking to my Biology class when all of a sudden i was slammed into some lockers. It seems I forgot to mention this is yet another recurring thing in my life. I looked up and saw none other then Ethan Lewis. Known around school as the "Star Athlete". No matter what he does to me ( normally an occasional bruise or two) I wont let him ruin my mood, because next week all my dreams come true! Next Saturday im going to be on the tv show The Voice. I've always leaned on singing for comfort. Whenever I sing I feel free, and its like all my thoughts, and worries are lifted off my shoulder. Its the best feeling in the world to me. Its hard to describe really.. Its makes me feel like a person. A person who doesnt get bullied every day, a person who sleeps soundly through the night, but most of all a person who feels loved.