1 Inner power
Chapter 2
It had now been a week since the incident had taken place. Michelle's father had nearly fainted when he was told that she needed psychological help, and had even been found in a dark corner whimpering like a little child. So much for the mucho man he was always pretending to be. Her mother was no better. She refused point blank to believe that Michelle was insane as they kept telling her, and instead convinced herself that she was playing one of her famous pranks. Just that she had crossed the line and had blow it out of proportion. She could often be found either outside Michelle's room shouting at her, or inside the room shaking her, trying to get her to confess that it was all a stupid, childish joke. Maryann, however, hadn't changed and was still acting the same, with the oh so famous phrase, 'I can't believe she's my sister!'
Michelle, confined to her room in the institution that they had placed her in, secretly thanked her parent's for sending her here. Away from the gruesome twosome that were her cousins, her selfish and arrogant sister, and all other distractions, especially her friend, maddy, who was the biggest distraction, encouraging Michelle to waste her time and come up with far stretched stories and theories that only made sense in their world. In this quiet, stress free zone, Michelle had the opportunity to train her powers and control them.
At first, Michelle had been sucked into the world and theories that the so called professionals had created for her. It was only when a fat nurse, in a white uniform, which served to make her look even bigger then she was if that was at all possible, had tried to inject her with something that she said would sooth and calm Michelle. Michelle having a mortal fear of injections and any type of medical procedures, immediately flung herself at the great blob that was a women. However, wearing the flimsy, white clothes that they made her wear, and were blatantly too big for her as she looked like she was drowning in them, she tripped, and fell head first into the nurse. Clattering to the floor, the injection that had been in the nurses hand somehow found it's way to her but. Within minutes she was asleep, looking eerily half dead. Knowing that if any one heard of this, she would most likely be locked up for the rest of her days, Michelle's fear, confusion, and anxiety intensified. Staring at the nurse's body, which seemed to take up most of the room, Michelle, without any conscious recollection, muttered something that sounded very much like Latin.. everything happened so fast that if she had blinked Michelle would've missed it. One minute the nurse had been there, and the next she had disappeared into thin air, so to say.
All notions of why she was here disappeared from Michelle's mind as she ran to the door, that had been left open, and ran out into the corridor screaming that she had murdered the nurse, but had turned her invisible. Tripping over her baggy trousers, she landed flat on her face, swearing loudly, causing ancient nurses to come running to her, holding her down while injecting her with numerous needles at the same time, which Michelle knew couldn't be good, before she drifted off into a slow dream.
The injections had been too much for her body to take, and she had soon started fitting, before finally slipping into a coma. Her parents sat at her bedside, her father hiding himself in his handkerchief, with her mum shouting at the doctor's that there was nothing to worry about and that Michelle was a very good actress and was merely playing a joke. No one took any notice of the way that Michelle hovered above the bed a few centimetres, or the way that her hand kept moving and slightly waving as if it was clutching something.
A/N- I know, I know. This chapter wasn't as good as the last one. I'm sorry, but as I write this I'm watching eastenders and am in no mood for writing humour. However, I promise that the next one will be funny, or so I hope, and that I will write it before I actually type it up so that I know it's up to scratch.
Chapter 2
It had now been a week since the incident had taken place. Michelle's father had nearly fainted when he was told that she needed psychological help, and had even been found in a dark corner whimpering like a little child. So much for the mucho man he was always pretending to be. Her mother was no better. She refused point blank to believe that Michelle was insane as they kept telling her, and instead convinced herself that she was playing one of her famous pranks. Just that she had crossed the line and had blow it out of proportion. She could often be found either outside Michelle's room shouting at her, or inside the room shaking her, trying to get her to confess that it was all a stupid, childish joke. Maryann, however, hadn't changed and was still acting the same, with the oh so famous phrase, 'I can't believe she's my sister!'
Michelle, confined to her room in the institution that they had placed her in, secretly thanked her parent's for sending her here. Away from the gruesome twosome that were her cousins, her selfish and arrogant sister, and all other distractions, especially her friend, maddy, who was the biggest distraction, encouraging Michelle to waste her time and come up with far stretched stories and theories that only made sense in their world. In this quiet, stress free zone, Michelle had the opportunity to train her powers and control them.
At first, Michelle had been sucked into the world and theories that the so called professionals had created for her. It was only when a fat nurse, in a white uniform, which served to make her look even bigger then she was if that was at all possible, had tried to inject her with something that she said would sooth and calm Michelle. Michelle having a mortal fear of injections and any type of medical procedures, immediately flung herself at the great blob that was a women. However, wearing the flimsy, white clothes that they made her wear, and were blatantly too big for her as she looked like she was drowning in them, she tripped, and fell head first into the nurse. Clattering to the floor, the injection that had been in the nurses hand somehow found it's way to her but. Within minutes she was asleep, looking eerily half dead. Knowing that if any one heard of this, she would most likely be locked up for the rest of her days, Michelle's fear, confusion, and anxiety intensified. Staring at the nurse's body, which seemed to take up most of the room, Michelle, without any conscious recollection, muttered something that sounded very much like Latin.. everything happened so fast that if she had blinked Michelle would've missed it. One minute the nurse had been there, and the next she had disappeared into thin air, so to say.
All notions of why she was here disappeared from Michelle's mind as she ran to the door, that had been left open, and ran out into the corridor screaming that she had murdered the nurse, but had turned her invisible. Tripping over her baggy trousers, she landed flat on her face, swearing loudly, causing ancient nurses to come running to her, holding her down while injecting her with numerous needles at the same time, which Michelle knew couldn't be good, before she drifted off into a slow dream.
The injections had been too much for her body to take, and she had soon started fitting, before finally slipping into a coma. Her parents sat at her bedside, her father hiding himself in his handkerchief, with her mum shouting at the doctor's that there was nothing to worry about and that Michelle was a very good actress and was merely playing a joke. No one took any notice of the way that Michelle hovered above the bed a few centimetres, or the way that her hand kept moving and slightly waving as if it was clutching something.
A/N- I know, I know. This chapter wasn't as good as the last one. I'm sorry, but as I write this I'm watching eastenders and am in no mood for writing humour. However, I promise that the next one will be funny, or so I hope, and that I will write it before I actually type it up so that I know it's up to scratch.