That morning was like any other. Alone in my simple one bedded room. I got up and tripped over my books. I fell hard onto the ground. As my eyes focus again, I got up slowly to check the room. It looked like a hurricane hit it. I looked at the standing mirror in my room. My short brown hair was a mess. My blue eyes clouded and unfocused. My books and papers were everywhere. My chair was tipped over and my clothes were scattered. I did my best to clean it up, but just as I started I notice the time. I rushed to get my stuff. I put on a simple white shirt. I grabbed some jeans and socks. I picked up my bag and filled it with my books, found my shoes, and I put on my black jacket. I made a waffle, but just as I was about to run out the door, I remembered my rings and necklace. I ran back into my room to the side of my bed to find them.

The first ring was a simple silver ring. The second was a black circle with a red cross in the middle of it. The necklace had a light silver chain and a pendant with a large emerald stone. It always reminded me of a forest. I put them on and felt a strange feeling again. It was as if a part of me vomited every time wearing them. As it passed, I realized I had forgotten to grab my sword.

I walked over to the closet and pulled out a double edge blade.

The scabbard had elfish symbols. The blade itself was nothing special. It had a steel blade with a tint of black in it. I wrapped a sling around it and threw it on my back. Next, I threw the bag over my back and jumped out the door. As the door opened rays of sunlight pierced through reveal the world in radiant colors. I shielded my eyes, but as it became apparent, it felt like a crime to cover my eyes from the world.

The building I was on had two floors. It was surrounded by smaller buildings and many trees. I was on the second floor now. I ran down the stairs, and as I reached the bend, I slid down the metal bar to the ground level. I ran up to the road and looked around at all the trees and buildings. I looked into the sky to see magic carpets and flying people and some riding mythical creatures. I sighed realizing I can't ride those.

The feeling soon passed and I ran down the road. As I moved passed the bakery, a voice called my name. I stopped and looked back. Mrs. Orin a tall red haired woman. She was a kind hearted person who helped me out when I first got here. She tossed a paper bag to me. I barely caught it.

“I see you forgot your lunch.” She yelled. I ran closer to her and thanked her for the food. “You really shouldn’t make a habit of being late. My husband will get angry if you keep taking freebies from us”.

“Sorry, I keep imposing on you. Thank you for all the kindness you have shown me.” I truly owed Mr. Orin and his wife a lot. They knew I had a hard school life, and that I forget stuff. No matter what it was, they would help me through it.

“You better get going, school starts soon.” I looked at the clock inside the shop. I said goodbye and ran down the street to the hill.

Kurgas Academy the school I had been attending for the last 4 years. It was the leading school in the magic world and was very prestigious. To think I would be graduating this year. I wonder what being eighteen on that day would feel like? I still couldn't believe someone like me who couldn’t use magic was accepted here. I tried to remember the years before the academy, but they were just a blurs as they always were. Having amnesia always put me off. I lost the thought and was closing in on my target.

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Down the road, I could see the school gates. As long as I keep my current pace, I can make it. My muscles finally awake and moving as they should.

Then as though the world turned against me, I heard a ball bouncing toward the intersection in front of the gates. A little boy ran after the ball. It bounced to a stop in the middle of the road. I stopped at a bus stop on the other side. Traffic was clear but a few cars went by. The boy’s mother came down the road to get the child. Just as she reached him, he ran out toward the ball. The women ran after him.

While all this was going on, a car came speeding down the road. It was going too fast. The driver saw them and tried his best to stop but he would not stop in time. They had a few seconds at least before they were struck.

The boy chased the ball while the mom was still awhile away from him. I had to react. If I didn’t take this chance, two lives would be cut short. I looked around to see if there was a way. I saw a chicken bone in the trash next to the bus stop and bush on the other side of the child. A plan formed. I took my sword off my back and took it out. This plan had to work. I placed the sword on the ground.

I grabbed the bone and threw it at the child’s foot. It threw him off his balance. As he fell, I threw the scabbard toward him. Time seem to slow down as I ran forward. Adrenaline coursed through my body and I pushed with everything I had to get there. The child fell toward the ground but found himself in a bush with a scabbard.

The car turned to dodge the kid that was not there. In my great planning, I had forgotten the mom. I made a full stop and jumped at her. The sound of slamming brakes and a mother's cries fill my ears. I pushed her out of the way, but I was now in the way of the car. I braced myself by covering my body with my arms and getting into a ball. How little it would do against a car. The car turned, letting the side hit me, knocking me toward a wall. My body went numb and blood came down my forehead. I had to close my right eye. I pressed my arms tighter against my body.

The driver, afraid drove away fast. The mother ran to her child. Crying and holding him. He complained and told her to let go. After their session of mother-son time ended. They came to me.

The woman was tall, lean women in her thirties at most. She had warm green eyes with long brown hair. The boy was no more than seven. The resemblances of the mother and son were uncanny. He had the same eyes, but light blonde hair. The woman was talking but I could not hear her. She had a worried look, but I turned my attention to the son. I gestured him to come closer.

“Don’t...lose...this...again. I choked out the words.

I opened my arms to reveal the boy’s ball untouched. Before I had gotten the mom, I had picked it up. The boy ran and hugged me crying while thanking me nonstop. He must have realized what had happened. The ball bounced away from me. Fear gripped my heart, daring it to stop. The mother stepped in its way. I was glad I wouldn’t have to do that again. I had managed a smile before my vision was blurred. The world seemed to fade but a familiar white filled the world. I tried to look but I couldn’t see.

“You really are one particular case,” said the voice. I closed my eyes and left the world of humans and went to dreamland.