Ok, so I promised you guys sneak peeks into my newest work, Human Intervention. So here ya go.
Meet Sadie. She is a Senior in high school and a science project. But those are details for a later date.
I begin thinking
about when things started happening to me. They were easy to explain off at
first. A glass sliding off the table could be because condensation under the
cup or the water in the sink turning on by itself was probably left on and I
didn’t remember. The older I got the more I knew that it was more than that.
Just like me being able to hear conversations twenty yards away.
I close my eyes
briefly and when I open them again the light stings my eyes, but I keep
staring. I stare until my eyes hurt so much tears stream down my temples and
into my hair. Suddenly, I am shrouded in darkness. I relish the relief that the
darkness gives my eyes. I pull myself up onto my elbows and something stings at
my forearms. I lean over to my night stand and turn on my lamp. I look at my
arm and see little cuts up and down both of them because the bed is littered
with glass. The bulbs in my overhead light shattered.
I
shattered it.
