Audrey (IN EDITING)

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July 22, 2036

11:10AM    

"Sweetheart?" I ask my oldest daughter. We were both sat on the couch in the backyard, enjoying the summer weather and a pitcher of homemade orange juice.

"Yeah, mum?" she replies as she place her glass on the table.

"I know you're about to start senior year and then start to look at colleges and maybe move away from home, but before that crazy rollercoaster starts, I wanna share a story with you,"

"Sure. What story do you want to tell me?"

"Mine,"

It's a weird and bittersweet thing to reflect on your life. To look back on all the moments you've had, the good the bad, the ones you let slip through your fingers. It's like going through a scrapbook of your life, but it's all in your mind. When you're still as young as I am and have so much left ahead of you, it's more interesting to go back and see how much has changed.

To explain why I decided to tell my story to my daughter, I have to tell you a quick little back-story so you can catch up.

It was on August 8th, 1854 when these creatures know as 'Dreamers' came to Earth for the first time for a visit. The Dreamers were special because they were able to do anything you could possibly dream of. Sort of like a sorcerer, witch or a magician. But, unlike those guys, we perform real magic.

Ever heard of "alien invasion"? Well, this is where it originated.

The people of Earth were surprisingly welcoming to the Dreamers as they looked like normal people. Everybody on Earth adored the Dreamers and were envious of the gift they possessed. As a thank you/farewell gift, the Dreamers decided to share their powers known as "marraculouska" to one lucky person of Earth every single year on this date.

I however, liked to call the marraculouska a deluded pill that makes you different from everyone else and still have restrictions even though you can 'do anything'. Wonder what went through their contradicting asshole of a mind when they came up with all these rules. Don't worry; I'll get to that part later.

To save all their troubles, the president of the Dreamers decided to stay on Earth to draw the names himself. Of course, no one knows where he is, but to this day, President John Horse chooses a name from a massive bowl to give marraculouska to one person out of the entire population. It's sort of like The Hunger Games, except everyone has an even chance. Everyone. Even an unborn child, like I was.

In 1996, I, Audrey Thomas, was the 'luck chosen one'. Since I wasn't born yet, the name on the card read "Unborn child #5821016124". When they drew the name, President Horse summoned my mother himself and put the marraculouska inside me, by forcing her to swallow the marraculouska ball. It's sad that I still have that vivid memory of the ball entering my system and I was still in my mother's stomach. It wasn't pleasant.

My parents have tried for years to get rid of it but it's never worked, clearly. My dad even threatened to report the Dreamers to the police as nowadays, everyone has obviously forgotten about them and they are considered 'abnormal', but President Horse retaliated. He said he'd kill me if my parents tried to help in any way, shape or form to rid of my powers.

So now you know a little bit more about me and how I came to be this way. This talent has created massive obstacles in my life, but if it weren't for all of those obstacles, big and small, I'd never be where I am right now.

"Is this gonna take long? Beth and I are meant to be going to the movies at like 5,"

I rolled my eyes. I'm glad she got my sense of humor.

"I think she can wait. And I really when you said movies, you really meant the movies,"

"Of course, mum. I'm not some rebellious teenager. Anymore,"

"Well, I was. Maybe not in the 'go behind my parents' way, but I didn't exactly follow the rules. When I was eighteen, it all changed for me. It was the biggest emotional rollercoaster I've ever been through,"

"Was this because of your powers?"

"Yeah. Yeah it was,"

Flashbacks came flooding through my mind. All the happy and sad times of my youth into adulthood. It was such an intense period for me and it was one of the most emotional peaks of my life.

"I'm sorry," I said as I felt a tear fall down my cheek. I wiped it away with my thumb and my daughter helped wipe away the other tear.

"Mum, it's okay. You don't have to tell me," She shook her head.

"No, I do. I want to and you need to hear this because there are a lot of lessons in this story. Lessons that you could use for your life,"

"Okay, and you're right, Beth can wait,"

She's told me so many stories of her best friend Beth. Another flashback comes to mind when I see them together. One of me and my best friend at the time.

"I had a friend like Beth when I was your age. Brittany Skullends," I smile as the name leaves my lips.

"Yeah, you've mentioned her before when Aunt Astrid was here. I saw the photo of you two in the album,"

"We were such great friends. I told her everything. Except for one thing,"

"Your powers?"

"No, actually. I only didn't tell her about my sex life,"

My daughters' face didn't even cringe a bit when I said the word sex. We're pretty comfortable talking about it because I raised her in a way to make sure she was comfortable talking about it with me. I wanted to make sure we had the relationship I wish I had with my mother. I'll get to that – don't worry.

"Why?" she asks, intrigued.

"I don't know. I felt like that was something that no one else should know because it wasn't really their business,"

"So yeah, we had such an unbelievable bond, I thought we would be friends forever,"

"Why aren't you now?"

"I can't tell you that yet. I have to tell the story first. Questions when I'm done,"

"Okay, okay,"

"So, it was the eve of the Dreamers' anniversary. We had planned to go this park and get rid of my powers once and for all..."