Invisible to Some

Reader Warning - If you are religious, this story probably isnt for you. I don't mean to be offensive. If you are religious and you do read it, please remember that its just a story and I don't want to ruin any of your beliefs.

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"Okay Ella I want you to tell me all about the monsters," The lady in front of me pulled her glasses down to her nose. "What do they look like?" She said in a voice that made me feel like a little kid that didn’t understand.

The psychiatrist was being patronizing now. I hate psychiatrists. They don’t know anything. I didn’t want to pause to long. I just wanted to get out of here so I answered her question honestly.

"The Unnaturals are not always the same. Some look human, some are completely alien, but there evil. I know that for a fact."

I bit my tongue as the lady wrote something in her note pad and then looked back up at me. "Where do these monsters usually live?" 

I stared at the lady for a bit. "Their everywhere," I looked around the room scanning for any Unnaturals. There weren't any. "But their mainly in crowded areas, like shopping centres and large cities. They don’t like water though, well I've never seen them near water. Not yet."

The psychiatrist wrote some more in her book. I knew that she thought I was crazy. Everyone usually does. I looked at the clock. It was almost twelve o'clock. 

"Now I'm going to prescribe some pills for anxiety, okay? They might help you relax a little." She ripped the little piece of paper of the booklet and handed it to me. I looked at it. I didn’t want to take pills, this wasn’t okay with me. But for my mums sake I kept quiet. 

"So were out of time today. I would like to see you again though. We need to dig a little deeper into your past if that’s okay?"

"Mmm yeah, sure." I shook her hand and practically ran out the door. My mum was of course waiting for me right outside the door. She didn’t ask me anything, because she knew I wouldn’t tell her. We silently walked our Honda across the road. I did a little check of the area, looking for Unnaturals. I could see an old lady walking her dog, a police man telling off some young boys and a man reading the paper. The place seemed safe enough but I still didn’t trust anyone. 

I got to the car and jumped into the front seat. Mum took off down the main road. I could see that she was still glancing at me, while I looked out the window. 

" I'm not going back." I broke the awkward silence. My mum didn’t say anything, she just nodded. I think she was disappointed but I don’t care. The ride was even more awkward after that. As soon as we were in our drive way I sprinted up the stairs to my front door. I knocked 5 times and my dad answered the door. 

"Hey honey! How was the psychiatrist?" My dad’s glasses were on top of his grey head. He had a happy expression on his face, like he was hopeful that his only daughter was cured from her madness. Too bad for him I wasn’t.

"I'm not going back." I repeated in my usual monotone. I pushed passed him and ran up the stairs to my room. I jumped onto my bed and turned my music up as loud as it could go. My parents knew that when my music is up, I'm in no mood to be talked to. I knew my mum was going to make me go back to school, and I knew I would have to endure the bullying for another day. 

I put my school uniform on and grabbed my bag. I quickly turned the music off and ran out of my room. Before going downstairs I quickly checked myself out in the bathroom mirror. My long blonde hair was a mess, and I had bags under my eyes from lack of sleep. I grabbed a hair tie and put my hair up in a bun on top of my head. I didn’t bother with make-up, because at thirteen what was the point. Unless you are a cake face slut no one bothers with make-up.