It was Friday and I was shining
like the summer sun. School had just let out for summer break—my last one before
college—and I was a free woman! I walked to my car in my new outfit (courtesy
of mom and Dad’s sudden trip last weekend) and drove home, or tried to.
My
house was a mile away from the school with and short stretch of barely traveled
road leading to the front of it. This road was surrounded on either side be
woods. It was on this road that I saw something. As soon as I made the sharp
100 degree turn onto this road, my vision turned sepia, the kind you see in old
photographs.
I
blinked a few times, but nothing changed. My surroundings were different too.
Instead of the young maples and oaks or the paved road, there was a meadow
populated with small log houses, kind of like the historical re-creations at
the local museum. I stopped the car, shocked, and opened the door. Except, as
soon as I put my foot on the dirt road, my vision turned back to normal, and
the illusion of the village was gone.
I
drove the rest of the way homes in a trance. What had just happened to me? Was
that actually real or was my mind just playing a trick on me? I couldn’t figure
it out. Mom was waiting for me and I decided that I was definitely keeping what
had just happened to myself. I knew that if I told her, she would immediately
send me to a psychiatrist, thing that I had lost my mind. What if I had? Lost
my mind, I mean. That could be possible.
“Hi
honey! How was your last day of school?” asked Mom, breaking my reverie.
“Oh
the usual. Screams and raging hormones basically cover it,” I casually replied.
“Well
then go and get packed while I get you something to eat.”
“Packed?”
“Yeah,
your flight to Grandma’s is this Sunday morning. Don’t you remember?”
“Remember?
You never told me!”
“Yes
I did. Last Saturday morning, right before your dad and I left for the work trip.”
Oh. So that wasn’t a nightmare. So then that
meant… “I seriously have to go to Massachusetts
“Yes,”
replied the doom that was Mom’s voice.
I
stood, dumbfounded, for a moment. Then I quietly trudged up to my room. I was
struggling with the turmoil in my head. How could she do that to me? She knows
how much I hate it there. I have nothing against Grandma, it’s just that the
town where she lives is one of the rainiest towns in America
My
phone suddenly beeped and vibrated in my hip pocket. I sat up and looked to see
what it was. My mood brightened a little when I saw it was a text from Alex, my
boyfriend. Hoping it would cheer me up, I opened the text. In return I got
another reason to cry. He had dumped me with a text, saying he didn’t want a
long-distance relationship while in college. I couldn’t stop myself now. I
started sobbing, ruined my makeup, and finally slept a deep, dreamless sleep.
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