Karen
Walking home alone in the middle of the night isn’t the most fun thing to do. But, hey, that’s what I get for staying in the football field bathroom for hours. I didn’t have to be smart to know that my parents were going to kill me. As soon as I walk through that door, my life is over.
Walking alone, only having headlights and street lamps lead the way wasn’t what was bothering me. The thing that was bothering me was... what if it happens again? After hours of freaking out, I finally calmed down. Yeah, I can move things with my mind. What’s that called again? Telekinesis?
I didn’t know how to control it. All I know is that, when it happened, I was pissed. I think that’s what triggered it. Now, if only I could learn how to make it happen again. But on purpose.
I could see my house down the street once I turned the corner at the stop sign. The porch light was still on, meaning my parents were awake. I didn’t know what to really tell them. I can’t just go up to them and say, “Hey, guys! Guess what? I have Telekinesis!”
First off, they wouldn’t believe me. Second off, if they did, I’d be sent somewhere so they could figure out how to get rid of it. What? You think my parents wouldn’t do that because they “love” me too much? Well, you thought wrong. My parents couldn’t care less about me.
As I walked up to my front door, I could already see my parents on the couch through the window. They didn’t seem too happy. I inhaled deeply and slowly grabbed the door handle. I prepared myself.
“Where the hell were you?” Mom yelled as I walked through the door. Both of them sat up and glared at me. I didn’t really answer. I just kind of walked passed them and locked myself in my room. They didn’t bother to beat down my door, let alone knock on it. See what I mean?
I just laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling, wanting to forget tonight. Why did this have to happen to me? Out of all people, it happens to the girl who doesn’t talk to anyone? The girl who has two jerks for parents? The girl who avoided people in general her whole life? I just didn’t get it. Why me?
I looked over at my clock that rested on my nightstand. It was three o’clock in the morning. Had I stayed there that long?
Sighing, I faced the wall. I started staring at the small cracks and places where the paint was thicker than the rest of the wall. Than my thoughts started to consume me. I remembered Lora, flailing her arms as she floated in midair. I remembered the trashcans as they floated, landing and toppling over once I noticed they were there. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
The aggravating sound of my alarm clock woke me instantly. I slowly looked over and saw that it was nine o’clock. Moaning, I knocked it off of my nightstand and closed my eyes. I heard it thud as the plug unplugged from the wall outlet.
Then I smelt something burning.
I jolted up, instantly awake. That’s when I realized... I wasn’t in my room.
The room around me was burnt and destroyed. Dressers were all black. The bed I was in was completely burnt to rumble. The walls were gone and I could see outside. But outside wasn’t much better.
Outside, ashes blew in the wind. Trees stood dead and burnt. The world around me seemed that it had been consumed in fire.
I quickly jumped out of bed and ran for outside. But a little voice stopped me.
“Wait, Karen. Don’t go.”
I quickly turned around and saw a little girl standing in the middle of the room. She had long, beautiful brown hair. Her golden brown eyes seemed to be filled with sorrow.
“Who are you? Where am I?” I asked, backing away from her.
“You are in my home. Well... what’s left of it.” She looked around and seemed to grow sadder. “I am here to warn you. This is the future that awaits you, Karen. I am here to tell you that you can stop this. You are not the only special person on this Earth. There are others like you. Many others.
“Your Telekinesis may seem useless at the moment. But when the time comes, it will save you and your friends.”
“Friends? I have no friends. I’ve avoided people all my life.” The little girl smiled and sort of giggled.
“You will meet new people along the way. That is also why I am here. I must tell you, Karen, that you must leave your home. You must leave your life and leave it behind. Once you do that, the present will take you to your future.”
I looked around the dead, burnt world some more. I looked at the dead trees. I looked at the dead houses.
“It will lead me to this?”
“No,” she giggled. “It will lead you to a better future. A better world than what it could be. But I must warn you, Karen. This future, the one we’re in, is very, very possible. The smallest thing could make this the newer future.”
She looked around some more, more sorrow filled than before.
“I’m sorry. But I just can’t believe this. Matter of fact, this is just a dream.”
“Yes, Karen,” she said, “this is a dream. But I am real. I was once living. Until one fateful day. You must stop this from happening, Karen. You must stop the person who does this.”
“Who does this?”
“My brother. He... covers the world in fire.” I looked around in shock and realized that there was no sign of life anywhere. Everything was dead.
“You must leave now, Karen. When you awake, you must leave as soon as possible. Do you understand?” I nodded my head.
“Who... who are you?”
“Anna. My name is Anna.”
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