Alice's Story
Prologue
The burn was painful. It felt like I was being burned at the stake! It raged through every part of my body. The last thing I remembered was darkness. That was all I saw, darkness everywhere. I screamed from pain.
Chapter 1: The first vision
"Cynthia! It's time for dinner!" I shouted to my younger sister. I heard her little giggle as she skipped out of her room.
"Mary Alice! Look what I drew!" Cynthia told me stopping in front of me.
Cynthia had brown hair, it was to her shoulders. She was 11 years old. I smiled and looked at the picture. It was a picture of our whole family.
My mother, Christine Brandon, she had dark brown hair. My father, Jack Brandon, he had pitch black hair. Me, Mary Alice Brandon, I had dark hair like my father. Finally, Cynthia Brandon, my little sister.
"Girls, Come on, your mother has the table all set." My father told us down the hallway.
Cynthia took back her picture and ran to show our parents.
I hated the name Mary Alice. It didn't sound…right. All of my friends would just call me Alice. No matter what I did though, my parents always called me Mary Alice.
I walked towards the kitchen then. Before I walked in my vision went black. I couldn't see.
I was used to it though; occasionally my vision would seem to cave in. All I would see was darkness for about three or four seconds then it would go away. This time was different.
I saw Cynthia eating chocolate ice cream. I also saw my mother catching her eating it. There was a clock also; it showed 9:00 PM. My mother would never let us eat desserts after 8:30 PM. Cynthia was eating sweets after 8:30, my mother took the ice cream away and sent her to her room.
"Cynthia, you can't have dessert tomorrow." My mother said putting the ice cream away.
My vision cleared then, I was leaning against a wall.
"Mary Alice! Your dinner is getting cold!" My mother's voice shouted. I didn't feel right. That wasn't normal. I shrugged it off and walked in.
"Sorry." I said sitting down. Cynthia was eating her dinner as though she hadn't been fed in days! I looked away from her and started eating my own food. Whatever I saw I shrugged it off. It was probably just a one time thing, right?