It was dark; really dark. I could hear someone breathing, but for some reason, I could move my body to see who it was. I couldn't even speak. I just had the feeling that there was an evil presents surrounding me.
"I've been expecting you, Serena." A voice said. The voice was dark and mysterious, sending chills down my spine. I constantly tried to break free of whatever was keeping me still, but it was impossible.
"Do not struggle, my dear. Just come with me and you'll be very happy." The voice said. I felt the ground starting to shake below me, and the voice starting to laugh evilly. With all of my power, I screamed at the top of my lungs.
Within a moment, I found myself lying in bed. My entire body was hot and sweaty. I tilted my head just enough to look at my clock and see what time it was. It was Saturday around 10 o'clock on the first day of Summer Break, and I loved it so far. Well, except for the crazy nightmare. What the heck was that about anyway? I mean, "Come with me and you'll be very happy." Pfft, yeah right. Anyways, I guess I should introduce myself.
My name is Serena Angelis. I'm 13 years old, and I live with my mom and little brother, Jackson Angelis. How would you describe me? Well, let's say optimistic yet easily annoyed tomboy and keep it at that, okay?
"Serena!"
That's my mom, Amelia Angelis. Right away, I jump out of bed, put on my blue square-shaped glasses, and run into the kitchen. As usual, my mom has a stack of two or three blueberry pancakes sitting on the table.
Not that I'm complaining. I mean, I love my mom's pancakes, honest! I just wish she'd make something different for once.
"Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?" my mother asked, sitting at the table with my brother and I. "Good." I lied, continuously poking my food. My brother brought up something about his last-day-of-school celebration, but I didn't make a single comment.
At least 5 minutes pasted before my mom finally noticed something was wrong (most likely because I wasn't eating my food). She reached over the table and felt my head, my reflexes immediately pushing her hand away. "Are you sure you're okay?" Mother asked, walking into the kitchen. She came back with a glass of water and handed it to me. "Yes, I'm sure." I replied annoyingly, drinking the cup of water.
"She's probably upset because she won't be seeing her crush for another 3 months." My brother said, followed by a chuckle. At that moment, I wanted to rap my hands around his neck and strangle him, but my mom scolded him before I could.
"Anyways, I have to tell you guys something." My mother said, placing her hands together. Oh gosh, not another lecture… I thought to myself, followed by my brother giving a sigh. "Look mom, I really don't have the time to listen to a lecture. I'm meeting my friends at the park later." Jackson said, crossing his arms. I couldn't believe he had the dignity to say that.
Of course, my mom gave him the 'evil look', usually meaning shut up and listen. "It's not a lecture." My mom said, shaking her head. "I'm sending you to a special camp….This Monday."
