Imagination

04

"Fight me" she said.

I stood up and looked her in the eye. "You don't want me to do that. "

I remember when I was in kindergarten my mom and I got into a fight that morning and made me go to school. I was not in the mood and some random boy threw a rock at my head. I literally picked up a plastic bat and beat him with it. And I mean yeah I was little, but to some people I was a monstrosity waiting to happen.
If you look up "girl that sees people that aren't there" most likely schizophrenia will come up. A mental disorder. My mother told me I belong in a asylum because I could go off at any time. And because of that it actually happens.

"Oh, yes I do" she flipped her hair. "Fight me"

A couple months ago my mother had slapped me. No, I didn't hit her back and no, I didn't see it coming. But I knew this girl was going to try to hit me, and I will be ready when she does.

"I don't hit first" I raised an eyebrow at her. She looked surprised at my response.

Myllo had been teaching me how to fight and block for a while now. Im not real good at it but I could be able to win or at least get a kid off me in a fight.

She raised a fist expecting me to flinch when I didn't she pushed me. I pushed her back just as hard if not harder. She laughed.

"I don't know why you are laughing. I told you to hit me not push me. Clearly you cannot follow simple instructions or you want attention, and trust me you aren't getting the good kind.

Her jaw dropped, "you little- "

"Miss Andrews" a man in a tuxedo walked over and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Leave this poor girl alone" she whispered to her and walked her away.
Finally I can't eat in peace.

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The rest of the day was average, basically just teachers asking me what I know from my old school. Luckily I knew everything they were teaching because my old school was a month ahead of my new one. By the time school let out I was exhausted. I went home and took a long nap.

I woke up and looked over at my alarm clock, it was 6:08. I looked around my room. Myllo was back and was messing around with Bambie and Izzy. Jack just stayed in his corner. Bear was curled up next to me, I petted his head and laid back down.
I began to think of someone new, a mother figure of some kind. She had long wavy light brown hair and big grey eyes. She wore a short white dress with a black collar.
She didn't have any shoes on. She was a little taller than me and had that perfect tan. I imagine her to love the outdoors, and to have the voice on an angel.
She will love to sing and read me to sleep when I am upset. She would be a walking emotional eura. Anyone around her would be happy. Her smile absolutely perfect.
Her big white wings will drag behind her as she walks, just as a dress would at a wedding. Sparks will fly from her hands and make things move, springing to life. Her name would be Fern.
As I thought of Fern's personality I felt warm and calm, happy. I could tell she was on her way. I ended up falling back to sleep because I woke up to my dad calling my name.

"Time to wake up" he said pulling of my blankets.

I groaned and reached for my blanket but I couldn't feel them anywhere. I groan again and open my eyes to look for my blanket. When I didn't see it I looked at my dad. It was draped over his shoulder a big smile on his face.
I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. He set my blanket on a beanbag chair and walked out "breakfast is ready" he yelled down the hall.
I looked around my room Izzy, Bambie, Jack, and Myllo were all crowded around and they were whispering loudly. I walked over and tapped Izzy's shoulder. She jumped and turned around not letting me see what she was in front of.