Chapter 4 : Dreaming of falling

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Jacinda's POV

"Jacinda!" Yelled my mother, I opened my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep.

"Yes!" I yelled.

"Come downstairs your dinner is getting cold" said my mother.

I looked at my clock on my nightstand and saw it was 8:30 at night.

"Another late night dinner" I thought and got up from my bed.

I opened my door and walked down the stairs into the kitchen.

"Have you been in your room all day after work?" asked my mother as she poured some soup into two bowls.

"Yes" I said and grabbed one of the bowls and grabbed a spoon and sat down.

My mother grabbed the other bowl and a spoon.

Then she sat down from across the table.

She still wore her body armor, she doesn't look the kind and loving mother I knew a long time ago, but a avian with black body armor on and around her heart.

"How was work?" asked my mother not looking up from her bowl.

"Good" I said, we continued eating our soup until I looked to my mother.

I had to tell her about the camera and the boy that I saw.

"What is it Jacinda?" asked my mother.

"Nothing" I said and looked down back at my now empty bowl.

"There is something inside your mind that is bugging you...what is it?" Said my mother.

I didn't say anything, "Jacinda" said my mother.

I looked up and saw her staring actually glaring at me.

We battled it off for a couple minutes until my mother won, "Fine, I saw a boy near the roost and he had a camera with him" I said.

"WHAT!?" Yelled my mother.

I jumped at her answer, "You didn't think to go to the elders!" Yelled my mother.

"I took care of it!" I yelled back which surprised my mother.

"What do you mean" said my mother.

"I took the lens off the camera and the boy walked off in the opposite direction of the roost" I said.

My mother looked at me, "Where is the lens now?" asked my mother.

"I threw it in river after I smashed it" I lied.

My mother sighed and then looked at me after a moment.

"Do the dishes and I will be back" said my mother and got up and walked out of the house with a slam.

I got up after a couple minutes drinking in what just happened.

I took my mother's bowl and spoon and my bowl and spoon into the sink and I didn't bother doing them and went upstairs into my room.

I opened the drawer containing the camera lens.

I grabbed the lens and I walked over to my bed and sat down on my bed, holding the camera lens close to me.

I looked down at the lens and noticed something written in fine writing.

I had to look hard to see what was written there.

It said Joel Wing in fade black ink after I managed to make out what it said.

After a while of sitting on my bed, I got up and opened my closet.

I got on some PJs and then I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth in a ever so familiar pattern.

I entered back in my room and grabbed the lens off my bed and put it back into the drawer.

I slipped into my bed and pulled the covers to my chin.

I closed my eyes and waited for my body to fall asleep...which by the way took longer than expected.

When I did fall asleep, I entered a dream, my dreams are usually me just flying in an eternal blue sky, but this dream was different.

I was soaring over blurry mountains with the wind blowing in my face, I was flying in my dream for only a couple minutes until there was a flash of light and then before I knew it, I was falling out of the sky.

My wings glued themselves to my sides after my vision wasn't blurry somehow.

I couldn't get them free as I was still falling through the air.

I saw the ground was covered with sharp and jagged rocks and I was getting closer every second.

Then my wings suddenly unglued themselves away from my body and I was about to open them, but I hit the rocks first and my world went black.

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