Through The Eyes

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Cy sat up looking through the dark room at the closed door, her heart racing a little faster. Her hand was in a fist to her chest, she was getting hotter and she felt the beating of her heart. She stared in confusion going through her mind, the moment that just happened.

She tore her gaze from the door and closed her eyes as they filled with sadness, confusion, shock, and a tinge of regret. She played with a lock of her hair as she laid herself back down and had her eyes roam the dark ceiling.

Hundreds of pictures were plastered together forming one big college of memories. Cy saw herself... Nick... Jen... Skylar... and Thomas.

Each picture a memory. A reminder. A joke. A part of her. It was her family.

Cy turned her head and glanced over to her clock.

Not even 2:00 yet. Cy thought and turned back to the ceiling, sighing.

She rambled through her thoughts. She wondered what was so different. And not just about her father but about how things were now. She wasn't sure how to put her finger on it, but things just seem more, more and she didn't know how to describe it.

She was different. She knew everyone was, but because her episodes were getting more annoying and hurting more she thought she was going crazy.

"Ugh," Cy pinched the bridge of her nose. "What am I going to do?" she asked herself, still playing with a lock of her hair.

Cy ran back into her thoughts.

It was already just about two years ago on her 15th birthday she started having difficulty in everything.

Reading; it was like the words danced around making new ones, so she guessed she probably had dyslexia.

Night time is when she had more energy but she forced herself to sleep. Her dreams were strange and way too different then they used to be. She had dreams that felt so real she woke up screaming, in sweat, scared.

The moon was so calming for her, it made her feel safe and secure.

She began taking cold showers because they relaxed her, and made her loosen up, they were much more better.

But it wasn't just that. Ever since her 15th birthday everything seemed more open to her. It was much more than that, she saw things right out of the corner of her eyes like shadows and figures, and when she went to look they just disappeared, but she knew somehow they were there.

Things shifted in her vision like waves of energy right over certain things. And if she really concentrated she could even remember the first time her episodes started happening. It was one night of a full moon, but the weird thing is they started before her 15th birthday. They started off as small, random flashes to where she knew when they were going to happen.

Cyrene sighed and fixed her covers around her.

As thoughts still ran around in her mind and questions still popped up, her eyes were staring up at the ceiling at each picture. Images flashed in her mind as memories flooded to her and she remembered each one as if it were yesterday.

Her eyes landed on the picture of her and Nick at Faraway Beach. They were seven, building a sandcastle as Skylar helped them. Cy giggled, remembering that day a storm came in and they had to go in the beach's coffee shop and wait till the storm passed. They had to wait four hours.

Her eyes jumped to the next picture of Skylar and Thomas playing a friendly game of chess. It turned into a battle to see who would get the last bag of Nacho Doritos, in just ten minutes.

Then she saw the picture of Nick, Jen, Skylar and Thomas up at their old farm house in the far north. She remembered the large field and huge pond. That day they all played together hide and seek, and Cy decided to hide behind a big rock beside the pond while her father counted. She waited there for about six minutes with her bare feet in the mud on the edge of the pond.

Cy's eyes grew dark as she remembered herself peeking around the rock and seeing her father heading for the garage. She backed away so quick that her foot slipped in the mud and she screamed as she fell in the water, it was the deep end, she was six and she didn't know how to swim then.

Cy shuddered as her memory flashed in her mind. She thrashed through the water trying to get back up, but as she tried to remember herself in the dark water she couldn't remember all of it. Just after when she finally woke up, her father and aunt, with Nick and Jen, told her she was passed out for two days.

All those times the fun and fear they had when she was younger but she still felt like she was missing something.

It was like a jigsaw puzzle, with just one piece missing. Even though it may seem clear you can't exactly see the full picture without that one last piece.

"It may seem all there, but it's not..." Cy said aloud to herself.

"'Things are more complicated they seem, Cyrene.'" Cy quoted Nick, running a hand over her hair. "'Just have to know the difference.' What's that supposed to mean?" Cy questioned.

She rolled out of bed, throwing the blankets off her. She walked to her to her window and opened it up, staring into the diamond dusted sky at the moons face.

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