Egypt. day. school. People are decent mostly.I say mostly because we all know there are some real pricks out there.People are decent because they never forget how to reach out.Now and then,they'll even surprise you.But then again,sometimes they won't.I wanna be remembered as the awesomest Egyptologist like my mom ever.I can do my own research about the tomb,mummies,gold and diamond,Ancient treasure with curse and what so ever about when i grown up.This will make the world a better place 'cause I'll inspire other kids to be Egyptologist.And that's what I think about my legacy.

"Mr Carnahan?" snap his thought. he look up to front. "Dreaming?"

"No. of course I'm not. Mr Trembley."

"Okay. can you tell me what topic I was teaching for."

gulping quickly he'd look on the chalkboard looking for the answer what topic his teacher teaching them till one of his friends whispered what topic they learn for. "It's about ..The High Priest Imhotep history. Mr Trembley."

"Good. haven't you heard before?"

"Once."

His teacher nods without smiled. "Your mother is Egyptologist Librarian previous worker of Mr Hafez she work with. tell me a bit Mr Carnahan. I want to hear most specific about High Priest Imhotep past life. very! very! specific history that me and your friends wants to hear from your experience. can you?"

"I guess."

"Very well please standing right beside me and tell your stories about it." Dakota pushed his own chair up. walk foward where the teacher stood. with trembling lips he looked into all his classmate eyes. "Go on. Mr Carnahan." gushes his teacher to him.

before he could open his mouth. his eyes sudden had a vision about Imhotep himself right front of his eyes where there's not a projector screen or tv to be seen but - where'd the vision came from? and that vision he saw a man who wearing long black cloak sweep on the ground behind him while walking with smirked shown.

Dakota recognize that man immediately. and it was Imhotep he knewn. the same Imhotep at market they two accidently meet each other. but how? "Mr Carnahan. we waiting." snapping his vision or dreams and nothing happen. the vision still on his eyes. he spokes ro tell the stories by watched the vision he had saw right front of him. while the other's can't or understand what he's telling.

"Imhotep was High Priest of Osiris, and carried out his position effectively, becoming the trusted adviser and close confidant of along with being the Grand Vizier to Zozer, and by Imhotep designed and oversaw the construction of the temple of Amun Ra, even devising the means of moving the large bricks of the pyramids. despite his position. Imhotep lived out a great secret: the daughter of the Pharaoh. Princess Nefertiri was the love of Imhotep."

Dakota sudden gasping and back away from the vision as he saw his own mother. Evelyn. as Princess Nefertiri Inside the vision he saw just now. what his mother doing inside the vision with Imhotep? daughter of the Pharaoh.

"Mr Carnahan.are you alright. what happen?!"

He back away again but the vision still not disappear from his sight as he continue. "One night, Nefertiri was awake from sleep where they heard loud chaos male voice begging to spare his life but she doesn't know it was Imhotep till she face to face with him. his being accusing by the crime the Pharaoh himself doing while Nefertiri believe what the pharaoh said."

"Dakota enough! this outrageous. this is not in the chapter!"

he wasn't listen. he continued. "Imhotep's priests were mummified alive and buried inside the walls of the city. Imhotep meanwhile was forced to suffer the Hom Dai. a legendary curse which granted the victim unholy powers and control over the Ten Plagues of Egypt. his tongue was cut out, he was bound tight in wrappings, and as he was placed inside a sarcophagus, carnivorous beetles were poured onto his body, which would feed on his body over many years. his sarcophagus was buried at the feet of a statue of Anubis, and from that day forward, the Medjai were tasked with preventing anyone from setting foot in Hamunaptra. fearing Imhotep's return."

he swallowed. continuing. "and Imhotep remained imprisoned in Hamanaptra for three thousand years, sealed inside his sarcophagus till - " his vision sudden disappear from his sight as he tried to get the vision back clearly but nothing. only heard the teacher spoken by tapping his shoulder. wake him.

"Till what. Mr Carnahan? is it the end of the stories."

"I guess so."

Mr Trembley asked Dakota back to his seat as he continue to teach the lesson. "Your stories telling is great. Mr Carnahan. I should grand you A on your history project but. there something I would like to asked you. where'd did you get that stories?"

"What do you mean, Mr Trembley."

Mr Trembley sat back on his chair in curiously thought he tapped his finger on the desk. blinky his eyes again and again then he clearing his throats answer the question from dakota. "The stories you tell, Mr Carnahan. I didn't know Imhotep was in love with the pharaoh daughter. I didn't know he being accusing or anything. and all your stories you tell - it's not inside the history book of Egypt I read about High Priest Imhotep past life. all I know he being sentence of death for his crime. that's all. not on the list he love for the Pharaoh daughter's."

shrugged. his eyes on mr trembley as his eyes out the window class and he saw Imhotep are standing behind one of the tree with smile he shown. shocking. thinking Imhotep are watching him for whole section stories telling he presents to class. also thinking the vision he saw a minute ago also came from him too. what the hell ia going on in here?

later. evening. Carnahan's house. "It was so facinating he hear my order and his completely follow what I asked for. he shaved. isn't it exciting. Jonathan."

"Happy. finally that disable man hear you. such a great listener."

"Before he had shaved for the first time I met him I thought he was a bigfoot riding on a wheelchair for his entertainment. guess? it was him. I shocked." laugh.

Jonathan breath. "You never stop talking about that family aren't you. Evelyn."

"As long they paid me big money I'll never stop talking about them even there's not facinating subject to tell." snort. "So. how about you. Dakota? how was school? are they behave or the same like in London."

"Nothing to report." he said. weakly.

"You've hardly touched your food. what is it about? I'm here and I'm your mother always listened and support what my son doing even it's not -"

He sighs again. " 'm not hungry for meatloaf."

"Well. it is leftover night. we have steak. pasta - what are you hungry for?" she stares on her him. her face demanding the answer as he's not respone any of her question. afraid mixed in her heart. she spoke back. "Honey i can't read your thought what's on your mind. do tell me what happen in school."

he sudden pushed the plate away from him rosing up. hurried his feet running upstairs straight to his room. Evelyn's and Jonathan heard the door slammed shut behind. makes the entire house shakes because of it.

"DAKOTA!"

"Relax. he's must be tired that's all. as a mother shouldn't asked 'what they're doing at school' children hates that. knowingly. don't!" said Jonathan. he too pushed the chair after finishing his own food. he take the empty plate include Dakota's. then walk toward the kitchen. inside the kitchen he said again. "Never!"