Always What She Wanted

Chapter 1 Alex's View

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The same thing happened again like it had last night. There was a girl with long flowing gorgeous hair who was laughing and running around. Someone else was also there, a boy. He had short hair and looked about half a foot taller than the girl however, it was hard to tell because they were running and hadn't come very close to each other. I couldn't tell who they were or how old they were. I had started to see a faint orangish red light which could have been a sunset. If my guess of a sunset was correct then it would explain why I could only see silhouettes of the boy and girl.

Then I woke up with heavy breathing and chills. I always got cold chills like these after I had one of those dreams. I could see Samuel's light brown hair lit across the dark room from his night light. Even though he was twelve now he had always been afraid of the dark. I didn't mind Sam having a nightlight, however I would never admit it to Sam or Kadence that I appreciated the light because I didn't fancy the dark myself. He was snoring as if he had been sleeping for hours. I don't know how he could always sleep that heavily. I could still hear music escaping from Kadence's room. Even though her music was on, she probably was not.

I knew she was asleep before I even thought about going to her room. The carpet felt nice on my bare feet as I got out of bed. I couldn't see the floor very well through the dark. I had especially appreciated Sam's nightlight now so that I could watch out for corners and any other obstacles in my way. I had always tried to keep a clean room myself, but because I shared a room, ever since I was little, with Sam our room didn't stay that way. Making my way across the cold hall, I pushed Kadence's poster covered door open to find her bedroom light still on as well as the music I had heard earlier. She was asleep as I had guessed. Her phone, providing the music was on her desk underneath the many pictures she had on her wall.

Whenever I was younger I had loved to sit on her bed and look at those pictures to pass time. Now that we were older, she had so many of them and most were from us growing up together. She had started the picture wall when we were about eight and she never took any of the pictures down. There was almost an entire wall covered with them.

My favorite photo was of the two of us on elementary graduation day in our classroom. My father took the picture while my mother bragged to all the other parents about how proud she was of her twins. Samuel had started kindergarten that year and wanted so badly to be in the picture with us.

Looking at the other pictures, I had put Kadence's phone to rest and turned to find Sam standing in the doorway.

"I can't sleep," Sam whispered, careful not to wake his sister, "that boy, he was talking again, but I couldn't understand what he was saying."

I looked towards Kadence and she shifted slightly. Using a loose blanket I was able to cover Kadence. I had urged my very tired body over to Sam, turned off the light, and guided him back to our room. It was always a very rare occasion where Sam couldn't sleep however, what he had heard in his sleep explained it all.

"Maybe next time try to be more quiet and settle your thoughts to hear the boy better," I suggested.

Sam nodded and climbed into bed. I had always loved helping him with his gift. Sam could hear people and things in his sleep. Sometimes, there wasn't a reason at all for hearing something however, we learned to listen to Sam when he told us he had heard something the night before.

Whenever he was about four or five we had planned to go on a trip to a farm. We were already running late and Sam had told us about this voice he had been hearing for the past couple of nights in his sleep. None of us had listened to him at the time being that we were still trying to pack, but Sam threw a tantrum, demanding attention. We had already been running so late that my parents decided to go the next morning and we informed the farmer.

Later that night, we had been watching the news. The same place that we were planning on going was on the screen. Everything was there the forest, the corn field, the pond, it was all there but where the barn was supposed to be layed a pile of ashes. The reporter was telling us that there had been two deaths and five injuries caused by what was thought to be an electrical problem.

The next day, instead of going to the no longer existing barn, we went to the hospital to visit the farmer. We had sat there and talked to him but nothing seemed to be cheering him up much, not even the card Kadence had made for him the night before. From talking to him we found out that the old man had lost his wife and son in the fire.

When we left the hospital on the ride home Sam's words had finally fought through the silence and told us," I heard that man's voice, he was the one who told me,' The red barn is going to be like paper.' "

Remembering that happening and Sam's gift that had saved our lives that weekend, I turned off the light in our room. My parents had never had any powers and as far as I knew Sam, Kadence, and I were the only people like this. I had watched the night light turn back on. My eyes had flicked over to where Sam was no longer moving and was already sound asleep, hoping I could sleep like Sam does, but knew that was impossible because of the dreams I always had. I got into my own bed that was delightfully still warm and soon fell asleep.