CHAPTER NINE:
After her rather interesting story, I felt a bit scared and unsure, what she just said didn't make any sense, it was all just, fantasy, just make believe, and why was I seeing any of this anyways. "well, what about the girl, she can just stop him again, I mean it's that simple, she did it once, she can do it again, she'll just seal him back in the underworld, wait where is she?" the old lady remained silent and gave an exhausted sigh, "you ask too many questions, but you still fail to ask the right one, you asked who I and I will answer that, I am a child of prophesy, a being that transcends this mortal plane, I am the will of the gods made manifest, I was humanity's hope and light in their darkest hour, I am the first alpha, though I live but my time is now past, it is time for the new alpha to rise just like all those who came before you, it is your time Lunar, it is your time to arise, the world needs the Crescent Alpha, it is time to awake!", the alarm clock blared deafeningly as it always did at six thirty, "thank God, it was just a dream, the world isn't in danger", I murmured to myself, "just a stupid dream, a stupid dream, it's official, I'm going crazy, I probably have PTSD, first I started seeing things, then I'm dreaming rubbish, now I'm talking to myself. Oh my God, I am going crazy", I laid there in my bed staring at the celling, the thought of seeing a shrink lingered there, I thought about everything I'd heard in my dream, it was just a reminisce of the hieroglyphics on the cave wall and the creatures, the vampires, it was probably just created in my mind because of the unexplainable, traumatic experience I had with whatever that thing was.
I knew I wasn't going insane, I knew that it was all just make believe but deep down, some crazy part of me argued with the facts, what if all of it was true? I still can't explain what I saw that day; I know that the blow I know that wit wasn't just my imagination, and my fractured ribs were a constant reminder of that, speaking of my ribs! I sat up in my bed, comfortably, no pain, I poked them, I couldn't feel anything, they were perfectly healed, the truth is I was not expecting that, I knew that my mind wasn't the nicest place to be at the moment, but one thing I knew for sure was that fractured bones don't just heal overnight, at all, that was one solid fact that I knew for sure, but yet still here I was poking my ribs that were perfectly healed.
The next few hours went by faster than I'd noticed, "Wow!" exclaimed my mom, poking at my ribs, "either I misdiagnosed which is almost impossible or you have a really amazing healing factor, three fractured ribs already perfectly healed in less than ten hours", "yeah, I couldn't believe it myself, I just woke up this morning and the pain was gone, I can't believe it at all but I'm perfectly fine", "yeah, we can't believe it but it happened, this is nothing short of a miracle". I couldn't lay my finger on it but, just where should I even start to lay my finger, a whole lot wasn't right, ever since the incident yesterday my parents were acting weird, our home was ransacked and robbed, their daughter was attacked and heavily injured and they didn't even bother to call the police to inform then and they didn't even bother to take her to the hospital for proper treatment and diagnosis, I trusted my mom's medical skills but certain things, you just need to really make sure they're fine, for some reason they always avoid stepping into hospitals with me, for as long as I can remember, my mom has always treated me at home, no matter how sick I was or how much pain I was in, she would be the one to administer treatment, I know there's a reason for that , there was a whole lot they were keeping from me but prying into their issues would only bring more problems, "so I guess, I'll be starting classes next week".
I still couldn't understanding what was going on, what was happening to me, I sat on my bad staring at the woods, watching the peace and quiet of it all, in the midst of my confusion, I could feel the woods calling me, the stillness and silence, the feeling of peace and serenity, I longed for it, it was still early so I could hear the dew drops falling and the birds chirping, watching it, the feeling was beautiful. I was finally turning eighteen, I really wondered if my parents remembered, but I doubt it, with everything going on, it's no doubt I'm definitely not on the top of my priority list, they forgot my ninth, twelfth, fourteenth, fifteenth and seventeenth birthday, I wonder when they would remember this year. Most people get a bar mitzvah or a pool party of at least a nice family gathering, but not with my parents, they only started sticking around after the incident at the cave and now that things were settling down again I was seeing less and less of them.
Now that I think about it, I never really had a typical childhood like other people, I never went out with my parents, never got to have a girl talk with my mother, never had any allergies, I only got sick once a year, every year, I'd never been in a hospital, my wounds heal faster than normal, I've always been stronger than a whole lot of people my age, I've never caught a cold or a flu anything like that. Sometimes I wonder if I'm even human, I always feel so lost, like I didn't belong here, the truth is I felt more lost than at home, more like I was surviving more than l was living, I was alive just not living, my life was a real messy situation, the lies, they never seemed to end.