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A few days go by after this moment and we follow Annah into her room having ideas for poems in her diary not yet knowing the power she beholds. These ideas are almost instinctual. Annah starts writing.
Annah-”I wish that a nite in a suit that's white…” “hmmm what else can I rhyme this is hard… Oh I got it” “I wish that a nite in a suit that's white will light up my year and bring a lot of good sounds for my family to hear” “Perfect, I really am super duper smart” In this time writing this poem she learns how much she enjoys it not knowing exactly why but after only seven days she's written fourteen more poems with varying ideas and small stories some involving her brother and the others. This same week Wendy has an idea, if Jamie is tired of the same food all the time then maybe she could go hunting with the boys instead of feeding off of the cows and chickens they have in the farm. Wendy knows this could be dangerous but she thinks it's worth it to build a stronger relationship with them and she knows she can handle herself with her experience and power (Manifest) making any object she can think of, real or not appear and disappear at her will by only saying “Manifest (object)” and “disappear” for when she wants it gone.
Wendy-”Hmm it’s October nineteenth which means both the boys' birthdays are coming up” She says while looking at a calendar with Jamies birthday on the 22nd and Samsons on the 30th. Wendy decides that she is going to ask the boys to go out on a small hunting adventure with her during dinner. It's 7:30 PM which means it's time for dinner and the boys walk down stairs as they usually do and notice that 3 plates are missing from the table.
Jamie-”Um are we not getting any food tonight?” He says while being quite confused.
Samson-”Yeah I'm starving here” He says while putting his face towards the ceiling sounding a bit tired.
Wendy-“I got a surprise, the three of us are going on a hunting trip doesn't that sound fun?” She says, sounding quite excited.
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Jamie-”Mmmm I guess that sounds kinda interesting” He says, sounding a bit bored but still curious about this idea.
Wendy-”And don't worry about the food I made us some sandwiches to eat on the go” She says still sounding excited.
Samson-”Did you say sandwiches!?!? I love sandwiches oh my god, alright I guess I'm in sandwiches are the best did you heat them up? I love cold sandwiches but a warm sandwich sounds sooo freaking good right now” He says with passion, love and joy as for him sandwiches are one of the greatest delights that life has to offer.
Wendy-”Yes, I heated them up but we cant eat them till we get in the car. I made six so eat them sparingly please, especially you Sam”
Samson-”Alright fine” He says, sounding a little annoyed. Wendy, Jamie and Samson set out on their adventure via a black SUV carrying any supplies they brought in the trunk.
Wendy-”We are gonna drive about forty five minutes out so get ready for the long car ride”
Jamie and Samson-”Okay” Samson pulls out his first sandwich and starts eating ferociously, leaving mayo around the edges of his face and egg yolk dripping onto his shirt. Jamie looks at him with a face of disgust and he sees even more mess on the left side of his face through the reflection of the window.
Jamie-”Dude do you have to be so gross when you eat?” He says with slight anger
Samson-”Man you know I love sandwiches and I'm hungry stop complaining, you would be eating like this too if it was your favorite food” He says sounding quite annoyed that he can't just enjoy his favorite food in peace.
Jamie-”I mean I love spaghetti but come on I wouldn’t be eating it like that… nah you just nasty bro” He says with an insulting tone.
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Wendy has been driving for about twenty five minutes now when in an instant a girl in a white dress with gray pale skin and long black hair appears looking directly into Wendys eyes only 20 feet away from the car while Wendy is driving well over 55 MPH. Suddenly many thoughts are racing through Wendy's head.
Wendy- “I need to hit the brakes. Who is she, where did she come from, how did she get here so suddenly and, and why are her eyes so beautiful to look into? Almost like I could see into her soul and live in it eternally” She's perplexed and instranced by this mysterious woman's eyes and time itself around her stops. The world turns black and white with the one exception being these eyes filled with amazing colors Wendy isn't even sure she's ever seen before. The car has stopped without Wendy hitting the brakes but this doesn't concern her. She can't hear the boys in the back seat bickering anymore but this doesn't concern her. The only thing she can think about is how she needs to run to those gorgeous eyes right now. She unbuckles her seatbelt and opens the car door with urgency. Wendy runs 5 feet closer than 8 feet closer than 13 feet closer but as she arrives so close to this woman she starts to notice something strange. This woman's face is hideous. Her face looks so mangled and disgusting she wouldn't be able to describe if she tried. Wendy stops running, standing only 6 feet away from the woman and yells.
Wendy-”Wait a minute… Who or What the hell are you? Why have even the trees stopped moving, why can't I see any color other than in your eyes, why do I hear my voice echoing even though we are outside? WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?” She says with confusion, anger and agony. The woman just stands in silence with her mouth shut gazing at her. Wendy feels a sharp pain cutting into her so deep that she can feel it in her heart, this feeling is sadness. Tears red as roses roll down Wendy’s face. Her eyes close and when they open again it's dark but she feels almost calm now. The tears are gone and then the closet door is opened. She sees Darla standing over her as she is curled up in a ball on the floor.
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Darla-”I found you, haha you suck at hiding and Im a way better seeker than you too” She says with a voice that sounds childlike and familiar to Wendy.
Wendy's mind-”What? Darla, I haven't seen her since we were 8 years old. Wait, why has it been so long since I've seen Darla? I can't remember” She thinks in a confused state.
Wendy-”Oh dang it how the heck are you always able to find me” She says with innocence only a child would have.
Wendy's mind-”Why did I say that? Why can't I let out any of the words I want to say?”
Darla-”I guess I'm just too good or maybe it's that you just suck butt.” She says with attitude and she sticks her tongue out at Wendy.
Darla-”Well let's get to school now Wendy, we don't want to be late”
Wendy's mind-”Don't want to be late? This sounds so familiar but why am I here? Is it possible that it was all a dream? My time with the boys, the apocalypse was it all a figment of my imagination?”
Wendy-”your right, we should get going.” The girls get on their backpacks say goodbye to their foster mother and start walking to school. The walk is only about 5 minutes so it's quite easy for young Wendy and Darla. They hold hands as they walk down the street and into the cross walk but something terrible is headed towards the children. A man high on methamphetamines is far surpassing the speed limit and is about to cross the red light. Darla sees this red car heading for her and Wendy while Wendy is off in her own little world. Darla pushes Wendy far enough that she's out of range to get hit by the car. Wendy has no time to react; she reaches her right hand out to Darla while she falls to the floor but in an instant the car strikes Darla, killing her almost instantly. The man never hit the brakes; he just kept going, leaving the girl's dead body on the street like roadkill.
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Wendy-”D… D… Darla, you look hurt, I've gotta fix you?” She walks over to her friend thinking that she's just injured. She talks to the lifeless corpse as if it's going to talk back. Adults rush out of their cars to stop the poor girl from getting any closer to the clearly deceased child but suddenly things for healing start forming around this girl and everyone around her stops to spectate as bandages and things only a child's imagination would conjure up to save a friend appear around her. The girl walks to her friend's corpse and manages to heal all the wounds on the body.
Man-”It's a miracle, how the hell did she do it?” He says confused
Woman-”This is a power that only comes from a bloodline blessed by god” she says with certainty. The only problem these adults don't realize yet is that this girl can't bring back the dead.
Wendy-”Okay Darla you're all healed now, get up… Darla, I said get up, what's the matter with you?” She’s confused and annoyed at first, her friend is all healed but she's not getting up. Wendy shakes Darlas body violently shouting “get up Darla” but Darla keeps her mouth shut staring through Wendy when suddenly she is stricken with that same sharp pain in her heart once more. She realizes that Darla is not opening her eyes and getting back up because Darla is dead. Tears subside in Wendys eyes and run down her face like a river flowing downstream.
Wendy-”WHY DARLA? YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO DIE, WHY DID THIS HAPPEN?” All the objects she manifested disappear and a sword forms beside her.
Wendy's mind-”I know what this is, this is the day I discovered my powers that… I can’t bring back anyone who is already gone.” She thinks feeling sad but relieved that this isn't reality, this is just a dreamscape or a memory being played in her mind. Right as she realizes this she's right back in the car traveling with the boys. The Woman is still in front of the car but Wendy speeds up hitting the Woman, killing her almost instantly. That's what Wendy thinks anyway.