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Scene #43
In my long and tiresome existence... well, although I'm 18, I feel much older and have come to accept the fact that not only am I unique but the only one of my kind — ever. This is not something I am proud of or have ever wanted, well it has its advantages like I can stop crime, I am faster than a speeding bullet (not to mention get away with a lot of stuff), can't leap that high though and in case you're wondering no I am not superman.
I discovered my so-called "power" when I was 7, Mark, my older brother tried punch me. For the record at 7 I wasn't really the underdog in fact I was the little cute innocent looking instigator in a pink dress who thought it would be fun to cut off some of Mark's hair while he was asleep. I was wrong! As soon as Mark realized that it was his hair all over the bed and floor, all hell broke loose. I remember at that moment I knew how it was to be truly terrified. I tried to say sorry but everything seemed to happen so fast! Mark grabbed me, and everything seemed to move fast and I could no longer think so I just shut my eyes and screamed "Stop".
Suddenly I became aware that I was hugging myself really tight for what seemed like an eternity and realized that everything was strangely at a halt. Slowly I opened my eyes and saw that my face was extremely close to Mark's fist. So much for being my big brother, hair or no hair, he was really going to punch me, his baby sister? Then it suddenly dawned on me, omg, I made everything stop! Well did I? Just to be sure I carefully walked around and explored the room, even the television looked as if it has been paused. Then I went down to check on my parents, they too were frozen as they were trying to run upstairs to Mark's room. It was so weird! Dad's favorite mug looked like it was about to break, so I did what a loving daughter would have done — I let it break — yeah right, of course I picked it up and placed it to safety. If that was not weird enough, I went out of the house and everyone was frozen in place. Cars, neighbors, dogs, cats, everything and everyone!
It was awesome yet scary. The other thought that went through my mind was if I did this, how do I bring everything and everyone back? In a nutshell, the magic word was — Start! Yep there it was, to stop everything I had to say Stop and to start I had to say Start. Not Shazam or Abracadabra, nothing hollywoodish even — it was just practical.
Back to the scene where I was about to get punched, I was smart enough to put my thickest book in between my face and Mark's fist. His hand was swollen for weeks and he did not talk to me for a month.
I should have known back then that everything I did had a major impact to my future and the world.
I am now surrounded by people I know and grew up with hoping that they do not know what is going. Unlike me they are all at a standstill. I brought this curse to them, this is very surreal. I am the only one who can fix it, or at least will die trying. I can't think anymore so I cried. As if that would solve everything.
"The world is about to end and there you are sulking? Suck it up" a deep voice said. That wasn't how I imagined my inner voice would sound but at this point what was the use of over analyzing stuff.
"I don't know what to do" I told myself then crying even more.
Suddenly strong arms lifted me. A hand covered my mouth as I was about to scream. "Ssshhh...we don't have time. I'll explain later. Calm down, can you do that"?
I looked at him and nodded my heart was pounding really fast. How, who was this guy?
"I need to take you out of here everything will be fine, okay".
Before I could ask, answer or think, we were already up in the air flying.
He could fly!
"We need to find them"
"Ww—who are you and who are they"?
"A part of you" was the answer I thought I heard before I completely lost consciousness.
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