Finding Myself

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A young woman, named Celia, has the ability to change any non-living material into a weapon. But when mysterious people want her powers, she must decide who is friend and who is foe.

Adventure / Mystery
Sara Hajduk
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Chapter 1

“Cecelia, it’s time to get up.” A little girl giggled in her as she pulled the covers over her head. The door opened and a young woman popped her head in. She smiled as she crept over to the bed, one hand around her waist and her other hand was resting on her chin. “Hmm…I wonder where my little girl is? I don’t see her in her bed.” Soft giggles filled the room and the woman smiled. “Is she…here?” She bent over to check underneath the bed but nothing was there besides little shoes and some boxes. “No…” The woman walked over to the closet. “What about here?” She opened the door, peering through the clothes hanging to find her daughter. “Not here either.”

The little girl peeked her head out of the covers to glance at her mother but she quickly dove back under them when her mother turned around. The woman caught her daughter going back underneath the covers and she smiled. She slowly walked over to the bed. “Oh, where is my daughter?” She laid her hand on the bed and dripped the sheets, throwing them back. The little girl shrieked in surprise. “There she is!” The mom started tickling her daughter’s stomach making the daughter laugh, moving her body around to escape her mother’s tickle attack. Her mother stopped, bringing her daughter into a hug and kissing her cheek. “I love you, my little baby girl. Never forget that.”

I open my eyes, staring at the ceiling. My eyes had to adjust to the darkness in my room and it takes me a moment to realize that it was just a dream. I sigh, running a hand through my hair before sitting up. Another dream, I thought to myself. Or…was it? All these dreams seem like memories but...could they…no, it doesn’t make sense. I get up from bed, shuffling my feet into my fuzzy slippers, and then walk out of bedroom. I walk through the living room to the kitchen, getting myself a glass of water. After I had one of these dreams, I couldn’t fall back asleep. I needed to think over the dream, get my mind off what I dreamt about before I could fall back asleep.

As I pour the water into the glass, I notice my roommate’s light still on in her bedroom. I look at the time on the microwave, the LED numbers flashing two forty-five in the morning. Wow, she’s still up. Usually she’s asleep by now. I shrug it off, taking small sips of my water as I thought over the dream. I’m still trying to make sense of what these dreams are all about. They all involve the same man, woman, and child. It’s almost as if I’m peering into the mind of a child but I can’t do that. Unless…I somehow can…No, I have enough to worry about as it is. I don’t need anything else to worry about.

I finish my water and rinse the cup out. I walk back to my room to get a few more hours when I hear my roommate say, “The deed is done.” I stop in my tracks, my eyes wide in panic. I’m about to knock on her door when I notice the light that was peeping out from underneath the door goes out. I contemplate if I should go in and ask if everything is ok but all I hear is soft giggling and I decide it’s not worth bugging her about it at three o’clock in the morning. I’ll ask her about it tomorrow. I walk into my room, closing the door behind me and then walk over to my bed. I climb into it, wrapping myself up with my comforter. I close my eyes and quickly fall asleep.

The next time I wake up, sunlight is streaming through my curtains. I glance at my alarm clock, happy that I still have an hour before I have to get up and get ready for work. I turn over in bed, closing my eyes for one more hour of sleep, when my alarm went off. “What the hell?!” I screech, quickly turning over in bed, staring at the red, LED numbers glaring at me. My hour had quickly turned into one minute as my favorite band, Skillet, played their music through my speakers. As I’m about to slam my fist onto the alarm clock, my favorite song by them comes on and instead of turning off the music, I decide to get ready to it. I turn up the volume then head over to my closet, picking my outfit out for the day. I pull out a pair of black dress pants and a midnight blue blouse with ruffles around the collar. I change into the clothes then grab my brush, running it through my hair, shuffling back and forth from foot to foot as I dance to the song. I put the brush down then twist my hair into a simple braid. I grab my eye make-up and do my eyes, only putting on dark brown eyeshadow to accent my eyes and then black mascara.

Right as I finish up, the song ends and I slam my hand on my alarm clock, silencing it before another song can come on. “Ah, a good song to get ready to,” I tell myself. I exit my bedroom, heading into the kitchen to get something to eat.

“Morning,” my roommate, Lucy, greets me. “How did you sleep?”

“Fine. Had another dream last night?”

“Again? Geeze, these dreams of yours are just getting weirder and weirder.” Lucy turns to the toaster and takes out the two pieces of toast, spreading peanut butter over both of them.

I shrug. “At least I didn’t murmur ‘the deed is done’ to myself.”

Lucy froze then burst out laughing. “I can’t believe you heard me say that.” She places a hand over her eyes. “That’s a little embarrassing.”

“Did you talk in your sleep?”

“No. I was writing my story last night and I killed off a character I absolutely hated and I told my friend in college that when that happened, I would call her at three in the morning, say ‘the deed is done’, then hang up.”

I nod then mumble, “That’s not weird at all.”

“Don’t judge me.”

“Too late.” I smirk at her as I open the freezer, take out a breakfast burrito, and put it in the microwave. Lucy has been my roommate for the past two years now and we’re really close. She has brownish-blonde hair and blue eyes, sort of thin despite the times she’s pigged out on certain occasions. Of course, she is a member at the local gym which she goes to every night to release stress from her job. She’s a teacher at the local high school teaching English but she writes on the side. She said she wants to publish her own novel and she has said she’s really close to completing it. All she would need to do is edit it and then find a publisher to pitch her novel to.

“Do you have an interview today?” Lucy asks me.

“Yeah, it’s at the library.”

“I hope you get it and I hope your boss is a lot nicer. To be honest, your last boss was a total douche.”

I chuckle. “Yeah, I agree.” I used to work at a fast food place but my boss worked us to death and he was very…sexist. He would only promote the men and give the worst jobs to the women to make them quit. I couldn’t stand another moment at that place but I didn’t want to quit; I was going to prove a point. But karma was a bitch…not to me though. “Though it was funny when he was reported by past employees and he was fire.”

“Has your old boss found work?”

“Don’t know and don’t care.” The microwave beeped, signaling that my burrito is ready. I let it cool for a moment before taking it out of the microwave. “What about you? Why are you up so early on a Saturday?”

“I’m meeting my personal trainer at the gym today.”

I give her a sly smile, wagging my eyebrows at her. “Yeah, get it girl.”

“Shut up!” Lucy shoves me as she passes me. “I’m going out. I’ll see you later.”

“Good luck with your man.”

“Stop it!” Her bedroom door slams shut and I continue to laugh. I’m able to calm myself enough to finish my burrito. I drown it down with a glass of orange juice then go into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I stare at my myself in the mirror, taking in my appearance. My blonde hair with black highlights is smoothed down and brushed back neatly in a braid. The make-up I have chosen really accents my hazel eyes. I spit the toothpaste into the sink then rinse off my toothbrush, wiping my mouth with a nearby towel. I walk out of the bathroom and into my room, putting on a coat of red lipstick. I do one last minute check on myself before checking the time. Eight thirty. Time to go.

I grab my phone and keys from my dresser and head over to the door, putting on my black high heels.

“Knock them dead!” Lucy calls from her bedroom.

“Thanks! Enjoy your man!”

“Celia, I swear to-” I shut the front door before Lucy could finish her sentence, hearing her muffled threats from the other side of the door. I walk out of the apartment complex and towards my silver Mazda 3, about to open the door when I hear rustling from behind me. I grip the keys in my hand, thinking of a knife, and they transform into one. I turn around, knife in hand, pointing it at the area in front of me. I scan the area, waiting for the rustling to come back but I don’t hear anything. I take one quick glance around the parking lot then turn my knife back into my keys. I get in, start my car, Japanese music filling my car. I check my mirrors then back out of my parking space. I drive out of the parking lot and look in my review mirror, seeing a man standing in the road. I look straight ahead and turn right onto the street. I look back at the parking lot but the man is gone. I feel something in the pit of my stomach and the nerves bubble up inside me. Someone was watching me.

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