Moments with Michael

Waking Up part 1

Hey moonwalkers! I'm sorry I didn't do anything special for Michaels birthday, I had planned to, but I was busy the whole day! I still haven't had much time to write, so I'll just give you this story, that I wrote some time ago. It's one of my personal favourites ;-) 

Hope you enjoy, and I L.O.V.E you all <3

Happy birthday Michael, I love you more than words can say!

It's the year 2018, and you're 18 years old. You're a big fan of Michael, but have of course never met him, due to the sad event in 2009. You live at home with your parents and your brother, who's a year older than you.

"Gry! Wake up!" The angry voice of my best friend, Mary, whispers to me.

I sit up, my cheeks burning from shame. I fell asleep in class! That never happens to me! But I have been a little tired the last days... I try to hide a yawn, and looks beside me where Mary is sitting, giving me her very best death glare. But when I look around me, it seems like no one noticed what happened. Everyone is looking at the teacher with dead eyes, probably not hearing a single word he says. I glance up at the clock. Only five minutes left.

When the bell finally rings, I put my unused notebook back in my schoolbag and waits a moment for Mary to do the same, before we walk together out of the door. It was the last class of the day, and now we begin on our shared way home.

We live only a few hundred meters from each other, and not much longer from the school, so we always walk to and from school together.

When we've made it out to the road, we walk in silence for a few moments, before Mary decides to break it:

"Are you sure you're okay, Gry? You don't seem very well" She asks with concern in her voice.

"I'm just a bit tired, that's all" I tell her, trying to smile like everything is fine.

But we have been friends for many years now, and she only needs to look at me, letting her eyes tell me that she knows it's not true. I let out a deep sigh.

"I have been feeling a little weird the last couple of days" I admit. "But I'm sure it's nothing to worry about!"

"Weird in what way?" She asks, determined to get the whole truth.

"It's like... I don't know how to explain it!" I exclaim with frustration.

"Try" She just replies.

"It's like... like there's somewhere I need to be. Somewhere I need to go. I don't know where, and I don't know what it is." She opens her mouth to say something about it, but I'm not done yet. "It feels like I'm being dragged away from my own body to be in that place."

Through all the talk I have been looking down, scared of meeting her eyes. She probably thinks I'm going insane. Well, I can't blame her; I almost think that myself.

But now I look up, and I see concern in her eyes.

"That sounds... weird." She says "Maybe you should see a doctor? It could be a symptom of some rare disease or something"

"Yeah, maybe" I mumble. I don't think it's a disease, I don't feel sick.

She smiles calming at me: "Don't worry, I'm sure you're gonna be okay. Just get it checked"

"Okay, I will" I say, smiling back at her.

We reach my house, and I give her a big hug before going inside. There's no one home, but that's not anything new. My mom and dad often works late, and my older brother is almost always with his friends. My sister, who is the oldest of us three siblings, moved out a few months ago.