I'm Reflected

Prologue

Looking outside at night before I fell asleep was always something that I enjoyed. It seemed as thought the twinkling stars gave me pleasant dreams...even though they never stayed long. I remember that I started staring at the stars when I was about 13. I know that around then, was the time I had my first vivid night terror.

I don't remember what it was exactly the first night that scared me, but I do remember that they started the night after my twelfth birthday. It was terrible, I still felt like a 12 year old for screaming in my sleep because I thought it had something to do with the horror movie we watched earlier that day. I got teased for close to six months because of that!

I wish that was the case, unfortunately not. You see, the third night I had the nightmare...was when I fully grasped what scared the heck out of me. It always starts the same, a normal dream fading into a twisted, awful night terror.

So, It started normal; I was just at a table with friends, and we were discussing how the attack on turtle island would benefit us. When toxic gas started to fill the room and I saw all of my friends just fall to the floor, and their faces melt off. Not a pretty sight for a 13 year old right? But that's not even half of it! I was panicking and such when one of my friend's limp body started to shake and vibrate vigorously.

I was pretty scared by then and wondering why I was not waking up. So I just stayed in the corner telling myself it's just a dream, when my friend's body just lifted up into a "T" and his head snapped up. I saw his eye sockets pitch black along with his mouth, which was wide open I might add. He then started to move his mouth, like a fish...open, close, open,close, very dramatically. He gagged, and then fell to the ground, still in the "T" shape. His arms lifted up and out came this greenish yellow smoke. It took form of a tall, slender figure with an oval shaped head, and the same gaping pitch black mouth, and empty eye sockets. The figure pointed to me, and then..it didn't say anything, but I knew it meant that it found me. I was frozen to the spot with fear.

I couldn't move, my body was cold and stiff. Plus, I'm pretty sure my dream-self was as pale as milk. I felt my hair stand on end, and my breathing was shallow and came out in short huffs. The stupid figure just stood there, still pointing at me and it's mouth curled into a hideous Cheshire smile. I was still scared stiff, but I had an idea to hit it with a fire extinguishers to make it go away. I couldn't get to one, so I just lifted my arm hesitantly. I saw something move...and I just swung my arm. At this point, the creature looked worried, or confused, the smile now gone. I swung my arm again, and I saw the same object move again, this time toward the scary monster. I brought my arm toward me and the object hit the creature square in the jaw twisting its head to one side, 90 degrees. It looked to me slowly and then back at the object, which was a fire extinguisher. It growled and said clearly this time, " ï l'lìw dnìf üoy, d'nä l'lìw ëkät rüoy th'gìl."

With that, it lifted its head and a high pitched scream exited its mouth.

I woke up rushing to a sitting position, sweating buckets and emitting my own scream. It wasn't like any other night though. Before I would just wonder what I had dreamt, but now I knew why I was scared...and I was terrified because it wasn't just a dream. I looked out side and saw the stars. They instantly calmed me and I was left thinking. I got an idea and lifted my arm again, I curved my fingers and brought my arm back to my body. I not only felt my arm, but I felt my journal. I looked down, and I saw it. My journal. I moved it....and that was how I figured out my power in my dream, was my power now...in the real world.

My parents ran in then, pushing my door open. I told them it was just a dream and all, so they went back to bed. As I grew older though, I knew not to scream...mostly because after that night I heard my parents talking about therapy or something.

I became more distant, I stopped talking about my dreams, my day, my artwork. I just wrote down my thoughts, and only spoke when spoken to. It was hard at first, but... By the time I was 14 I got the hang of it. I did my chores so no one would have a reason to scold me, I stayed out of trouble for the most part. And I definitely kept my power a secret, I didn't want to jeopardize my family. I got my guitar for Christmas and I spent most of my time in my room, strumming, drawing, writing. I got used to my power too...er well, powers. I learned I could teleport on my 15th birthday, when I woke up in my treehouse that was 15 feet above the ground...that had a pole with pegs to climb up. On the other side of town. I just explained to my parents that I went on a walk because I couldn't sleep and I would have called if I wasn't going to be back in thirty minutes. Plus, they don't even bother with me anymore so I wasn't grounded or anything.

I went back to my room and started practicing if my theory was true, I thought of the bathroom, and just focused. It wasn't hard, I just...did it. I opened my eyes and I was in the bathroom, and for the first time in a long time, I smiled. I was freaked out, yes, but now I knew I was different and I didn't mind. Then six months after, I started to really master both of my abilities. I was strumming my guitar while I was on the other side of my room, and I was just teleporting to different points if my room. I felt awesome. I still had the horrible nightmares, but now I can have the decency to not scream, I just whimper. Plus, I have an instant calming tool, the stars.

That's where I am now, my 16 year old self lying down staring up at the twinkling time bombs before I go to bed. I had my birthday yesterday. I wonder what I will dream of tonight.

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Hello awesome people of wattpad! I was having some writers block with "the Shadow" so I wrote this down instead. I hope it was good so far. And yes I want to continue this. Think of it like a side story to my main book :) any way, if you want to read this, be my guest. I think I have more ideas for this one right now so I might update this one more so than "the Shadow". I am posting the prologue and chapter one together. Ok, loves! Bye

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