"Mom, wake up! Please. . ." Cheriss cried as she shook her mother's corpse that lay on the floor of the living room. The lights of the ambulance outside shined through the windows as her father ran outside to greet them. Cheriss watched as they tried to bring her mother back to no avail. . .
Cheriss woke up and sat straight up on her bed, cold sweat running down her face. She had been having the same dream of her mother's death every night since the night she died. She drew her knees to her chest and hugged her arms around them as she thought back to what happened after her mother's death.
"Do we really have to move," Cheriss asked her father softly as she finished packing the last of her things. "Mom's funeral was a week ago. . .Can't we stay a bit longer?"
"No we can't, Cheriss, you know that," her father replied, "your mother already transferred your school information, didn't she?"
"Yeah. Daddy—Mommy was the one who wanted to move, not us! Are you doing this for mommy?"
"I'm doing this for us. We need to get away from here, it has too many bad memories. . ." Cheriss frowned at her father as she thought 'maybe I like the bad memories.' "What's the name of this new high school you'll be attending anyway?" Her father asked. "Oh um. . ." Cheriss's father didn't know that she had super powers and would be a superhero one day. Her mother had always kept it secret from him of what she was, and now Cheriss must do the same. "I believe it's Oakland High School?" She said in an unsure voice. "Are you positive?" He asked. She didn't say anything but nodded in annoyance as she threw her last bag in the back of the jeep.
"Ugh, I start that new high school tomorrow!" She turned over on her stomach as she groaned into her pillow out of frustration. She then looked over at her nightstand to gaze at the picture of her and her mother in the dark. She suddenly felt peaceful as she dozed back off to sleep.