I have had nightmares about the fairies attacking me at night. I shouldn't have followed them or listened to their conversation. It made me even more worried. My dreams deformed the creatures giving them snarls and fangs. Each picture morphed in to the next. These weren't like the ones I had had before. My body jolted up and I was wet in a cold sweat. At least I wasn't crying or screaming. If my parents heard me scream they would probably put me in the hospital for mental issues. I didn't go back to sleep. I was too afraid that these nightmares would become real.
I expected things to get better at school. They did for a short time, but sometimes during class my psychiatrist come and gets me for a special session. It reminds all of the kids that I was a crazy freak. My friends don't acknowledge me. I miss hanging out with them and talking girl talk. I get stares and comments all through the day. It made me hate them as much as I hate the things I am seeing. Even my teachers' eyes skip over me when I raise my hand. They probably think if I get a chance to talk I will run around screaming nonsense.
"Who knows what year this took place in?" Ms. Beck asked. I raised my hand from my seat in the back. I saw her eyes scan the room. I saw her eyes jump over my seat. I dug my nails in to the side of the desk. I was fuming from being ignored or patronized.
Every Tuesday I have my session with my psychiatrist. This Tuesday I turned the knob hoping Mr. Triane wasn't there already. No luck, he was there in his ugly black swivel chair that he loves. His hair was part gray part light brown. I guess he couldn't decide to dye it or not. He was mid-forties, but he had clearly visible winkles. He always wore these glasses that were to big for his face. I just wanted to smash them with my foot. He wore fancy black slacks he called them. Who says slacks anymore? His blue shirt was tuck in making his belly look bigger than it is.
Lately the playing dumb act hasn't been working with him like it used to. Now I'm going to try something different. I sat on the arm of the mushy brown chair. I raised my eyebrows to see if he was going to challenge me sitting on the arm of his precious chair,
"Hello Sarah," Mr. Triane said in his "you better corporate" voice.
I smirked. After I didn't reply he asked what I thought.
"I think you need new furniture," I nailed the "annoyed teenage" voice.
Mr. Triane sighed, "Sarah, what am I going to do with you?" He took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes.
"I'm not psychic, I'm just crazy," I said. I sat there cleaning out my long nails.
"Today I want you to draw whatever you want." He handed me a pad and pencil.
I locked eyes with him. He was surprised by my new attitude. I took them both and drew him in cartoon form. Making every single deformity about him visible to a blind man.
This room smelled like old coffee and his old person cologne. You could hear the clock ticking with every second. I jumped when he said, "Sarah your session is over. I hope next week you'll have a better attitude."
I rolled my eyes and strutted out the door. I congratulated myself on my new act. He won't mess with me anymore.
On Friday night my mom's voice yelled up the stairs, "Honey will you be all right tomorrow by yourself? We will be leaving early."
I said a little to harshly, "Yeah I'll be fine." Most teenagers usually get the usual I don't care, rolling eyes stage at about my age. I have never been like that, except with Mr. Triane. I just used that tone with her because I was scared of the creatures. I wanted to go to sleep so I could escape from my life.
Something clapped on my mouth and I snapped my eyes open. I saw the girl with the pretty green eyes with her hand over my mouth. Standing next to her was that same big lizard, I see a lot. I tried to scream for my mom, but it was muffled by her hand. I froze as I remembered that no one was home. I was too afraid to be mad, then I got mad at myself for being afraid of them.
"Stay clam, we won't hurt you," the girl said. Her voice didn't sound mean, it sounded like she truly meant that. I slowed my breathing to its normal pace. Both creatures held my arms and they started walking downstairs. I of course had to go with them. I tried to fight off their grip, but strangely they were much stronger than me. They walked me to the back door, but before we went out they tied a cloth around my mouth. I guess they were pretty smart, because my first intention was to scream as loudly as I could. The girl looked at me with reassuring eyes, and I found I trusted her.
As we walked out I shivered. The sun was starting to rise, but the sky was gray from the clouds. I was walked, partly dragged through the forest in my back yard. My eyes weren't covered but I was tired, therefore, very clumsy. No one talked. You could hear the breathing of all three of us, and sometimes me hitting the ground.
Both of the creatures stopped suddenly, and I stumbled to the ground. I got up and look myself over. My clothes were ripped, and I had tiny scratches from the bushes. After I saw that I was fine I lifted my head up and realized I was in the same clearing I had been before. The leader and all of the creatures were standing about 10 feet away. The leader was the first to speak.
"You are a danger to our whole civilization. You can either choose to live with are secret, or we will need to fine another way." A rush of memories came flowing in to my brain. I remembered everything having to do with fairies, goblins,and sprites. My brain started pounding and I decided to take a Tylenol when I got back home. I don't know how my brain got over everything so quickly, because the next thing I knew I was promising to keep the secret.
"I believe you. Now that you remember us, I can trust our secret is safe," the leader said with his strong voice." With that they all flew and walked away except for Juli and Raffa. I can't believe I had forgotten their names.
I called out,"Wait! Goodbye, visit me later." The leader smiled back.
After we got back I took my pill and cleaned myself up. My brain settled all the lost memories out. It was like I hadn't yelled at them or hated them. That part of my life was shut out. Now I just had to think of what to tell my mom.
A few hours later I heard a car pull up. I ran out of the house and hugged my mom. "Mom, I can't see them! You were right it was my mind playing tricks on me," I said. I tried to lie and hoped my mom would believe what I said. My mom hugged my back speechless. My mom called Mr. Triane saying to cancel all further sessions. When I smiled it reached my eyes. My life was coming back in to my body.
My life went on like that. I didn't like lying to my parents, but it was the price I had to pay. Most of the creatures are comfortable around my parents. Luckily my parents don't even noticed when I am actually looking over their shoulders at a sprite, or Raffa. Now that I know I'm not crazy I can focus on being a teenager. I flirt with the boys in my class. Even my friends saw my change in attitude. So for now, everything was perfect.
I kept thinking about the one memory right before I got hit by the car. The scared to death fairy, her eyes were so frightened. I tried to remember what was scaring her. I couldn't find what it was. That thought was in the back of my mind, it was making me unsure and anxious.
Juli was lost in thought. I waved my hand in front of her face and said, "Juli what's wrong?" She got out of her thoughts and gave me a cheery look, "Nothing is wrong." Just like me she wasn't a very good liar. I knew something was wrong, I just didn't know what.
-Gasohp saying goodbye once again.
