Time-teaser
The following teaser you are about to read is about a teenage girl with powers beyond this worlds comprehension. All secrets will be unraveled throughout the chapters, secrets involving her parents, society, and herself. This teaser gives you an insight on what is going on inside of her head on a school morning before her whole life changes.
CHAPTER 1: 6:00 a.m.
“BEEP! BEEP! BE-”
I wake up that morning to the sound of my alarm clock going off. My eyes not all the way open because of the lack of sleep I got the night before. I rub my eyes to clear my blurry vision as I sit up in my bed. Suddenly, I feel this pain in the back of my head that causes me to shut my eyes. The darkness when I shut my eyes turns into an image of me being dragged into a black colored van. Though I can’t make out the faces of the two figures dragging me, and I open my eyes not wanting to release myself from the darkness. I drag my feet all the way to my closet door as I slide it open, wearily peeking inside. Seeing my bland and colorless clothes make me feel sorrowful about who I am and what I’ve become. I glance behind me before I sneak away into my closet and see the picture of me and my parents, we all looked so happy. What the hell happened to me? I used to love my parents, the way we lived, and how it was just us. But I know it will never be like that again. I thought just before I shut the door to my dungeon. Getting dressed in the morning has always been a struggle, all the combinations just overwhelmed me. The worn-out tie-dye shirt and grey sweatpants reminded me of fond memories.
My glazed over eyes peered at the alarm clock, a surge of energy ran up my spine when I realize that I may miss the bus. I quickly grab my backpack and converse running out my bedroom door without looking back. Running down the stairs I stop quickly, remembering that mom hates the sound of my feet stomping on the hardwood floor when I run. Now walking into the kitchen, I get the pain in the back of my head again. I had no time to worry so I shook off the fiery feeling.
“Rachel, please be careful outside its very cold,” my mother says to me while still looking at her book.
“Yes ma’am,”
Seeing my parents sit at the kitchen table reading and sipping coffee was no surprise. I stare into the distance for I don’t know how long, but all I know is that the silence was broken with the annoying horn of the school bus. I ran out the sliding glass door, not caring that my mother may scold me for my actions. The aching in the back of my head is still throbbing. It’s now getting hard to breathe because of the icy air hitting my body, I start slowing my pace and my breathing is getting shorter and shorter. I stopped walking and felt the world spinning around me and all of a sudden… I can’t see. My hands felt icy and tender I put my hand on my chest and I feel a surge of heat through my palm. I heard a scream but didn’t bother to get up, I felt limp and useless.
When I awoke the sunlight burns my eyes as I sit up on my butt. I try to feel the concretes icy surface, but I can’t. My fingers and toes completely white with frostbite. How long have I been sitting here? I put my hands down and lift myself off the ground, I feel dizzy as I stand up really fast. I put my arms out like an airplane to steady my balance, I examine my surroundings and notice that there’s a hole in a glass window. It’s about my head size when I look at it closer and closer. Did I do this? No one seems to be home in the neighborhood, all the houses are abandoned and still. I lift my feet out of the snowy grass and start walking to school. Where is everyone? Are my parents still there? These thoughts wander in my head for the rest of the walk to school. As I trudge up the stairs to the front door of the shiny crystal building, I peer inside the window to see Dylan (my best friend) talking to another girl. I didn’t feel jealous but I felt replaced. They’re probably talking about homework….or something. Nothing to be jealous about. I ring the buzzer to get into the school with my index finger, still partially frostbitten. The front office lady unlocks the door with her remote to let me in and I stumble over to Dylan as fast as I can, since my legs are still somewhat numb. The smell of his body spray overcame me in an instant, causing my eyes to water. He whipped his head around and gazed at me with open eyes, looking me over like I was a living corpse. That was all he could have done to set me over the edge, my boots stomping on the glassy floor to my fifth-period class. I hate him
