Chapter 1
Saturday April 5
Hello, my name is Jennie Nelson. I am
11 years old. My parents got me this journal for my birthday because
they know how much I love to write.
There is so much on my mind
so I'm glad I finally have something to write my thoughts and
feelings down in.
To start of with, I'm a normal girl with a
loving family. But both of my parents aren't normal. My mother is a
genie. It is a secret I have been keeping from my friends for a long
time and it has been weighing on my mind a lot lately. Most if not
all my friends have normal parents, but I don't. My parents love me
and have raised me in a good home. That much I know and am glad about
but it doesn't change the fact that my mom is a genie.
I love
my mom very much. She is smart, beautiful and funny but the fact that
she is a genie is sometimes hard for and 11 year old girl to deal
with. Like we don't all have problems to deal with anyway at that
age right?
Sometimes I just wish my mom could be like everyone
else's mom. My dad is a regular, everyday astronaut. Why can't my
mom have a normal job, too?
My parents don't realize how much
this weighs on my mind. Don't get me wrong, having a mom who is a
genie can be pretty cool sometimes. Like when I was sick with the flu
last winter, she blinked and made me well, or when I forgot my dance
steps at my dance recital once, she blinked and helped me remember
them.
Other than that having a genie for a mom kind of
embarrassing. For example, when I forgot my homework once, I had to
call her at home, and instead of driving the car to school and coming
in the front doors like a regular person, she blinked herself right
into the office!
People were looking at us like we were crazy. My
friends even asked me later how my mom got to school so quickly,
since they didn't hear the door open or close. I made up some lame
explanation that she was a fast driver and a quiet person so you
couldn't hear her enter a room. They seemed to buy it, but it was
still really embarrassing.
I really can't say anything to her
about it because that's who she is, a genie. That's what she
does, blinks herself and objects in and out. She doesn't know any
different.
That would be like her telling me I couldn't be a
dancer anymore. I'm a dancer, so it would be hard to hear her tell
me that and accepting it.
Maybe I'm just making too big a deal
about it and maybe I shouldn't let it bother me so much but I can't
help how I feel. Am I being a horrible daughter by feeling this
way?
I can't talk to a counselor about it, I mean how would it
sound, "I'm here because I'm having trouble dealing with the
fact that my mom is a genie." The counselor would definitely think
I was crazy and send me to the mental hospital.
My dad tells me
stories about when they first met and nobody knew about my mom yet.
She would do things he couldn't explain, and most of the time it
was in front of Dr. Bellows, his boss from Cape Kennedy in Cocoa
Beach, Florida. Dr. Bellows thought he was going crazy all that time
until my parents got married and my mom was no longer a secret. The
whole truth came out during a hurricane.
The only one that knew
about my mom almost from the beginning was Uncle Roger, who kept her
a secret himself. He even tried to take my mom from my dad before
they got married but we see how that turned out.
I wish I had a
normal problem like everyone else but I don't and that's what
makes it hard.
Maybe I could talk to my dad about it, I know he
would understand. He's been there and back with my mom and he
married her. If he can do that, then I can talk to him about how I'm
feeling. My dad's such a sympathetic person, I can tell him
anything.
Thanks for helping me, even if you are just a book with
blank pages I fill up with my thoughts and feelings.
I will write
more later after I talk to my dad. Bye for now.
Jennie
Stay
tuned for Chapter 2 when Jennie and Tony talk…