Chapter 12
POV Lori
I had a dream. But it felt like reality. I felt like it had happened before, and I knew it did. It was the day my life changed forever. This is how it went:
November 9, 1936
San Francisco, California
I woke up with my hair matted. The sun shone in my blue room. It had always been my favorite color. Since I could ever remember it had taken me by storm. I yawned and arose from my bed. I stretched my limbs and smiled. I ran up to my window and waved over to Mrs. Nickly. "Hello ! 'Aint it a lovely morning?" She smiled kindly and nodded. "How are you doing Lassie?" She asked. I rolled my eyes with a smile and reminded her." I'm Lori, Mrs. Nickly! Lassie is next door to you." I called out pointing to the black haired girl. "Good morning to the both of ya'. " She greeted us. I waved back and closed my window and drew the aquamarine curtains closed.
I twirled to my locked closet and pulled on the door. "The door's seem locked again." I whispered while I retrieved the key from my jewelry box. I opened it and took out my dress. It was a black dress that resembled a tanktop on the top, while the bottom reached a little above my knees. A sundress. It was perfect for the day awaiting me.
I raced down the stairs of the house and found my mother sipping the rare coffee." Hello mother." I said to her while sitting down. She nodded kept drinking the good smelling stuff. My mother wasn't much for conversations. Not if you were a child. My six year old sister wandered into the room. She was skinny and her hair straight. She wore a simple dress. Nothing much to it. My father had dressed her. If my mother were to dress her, she would look like the dresses that were worn in the 1910's. But if my father dressed her, she would wear the first thing he saw in her closet.
I ate the breakfast that Miranda, the cook, and served me. "Thank you Miranda!" I squealed while my mother glared at me. Miranda gave me a worried look and I could see barely a hint of a "thank you" smile. "Lori! Don't talk to the servants." My mother scolded. I nodded and continued with my breakfast. I ate slowly, too excited to eat and get the hiccups. I stood up and told my mother of my plans. "Come home before dinner, Lori" she called after me when I ran out the door.
I skipped past house after house passing Lassie's as well. I made my way down the road to the pier. It amazed me. The water wasn't really clear, or blue, but it was my ocean. And I it's owner, or so I didn't know at the time I was peculiar. I skipped and made it to the sandy parts, I saw Josie. I waved but she didn't look at me. I was confused, she always smiled. I ran up to her and saw what she was looking at. The shipwreck. I was confused at first, but looking closer I relized who's boat it was. Jared's. I looked at Josie, tears stained her tan skin. "Josie, it's okay. I'm sure your brother is around here some where." She shook her head and said," No Lori. That's Jared's boat. He only uses it at this hour. Lori he died." She pointed to a bit of red in the ocean, and a missing limb, Oh God! She began to sob and I hugged my best friend. "Nothing wrong with crying. I can asure you he isn't dead. Come on let's look for him." I said to her as I snapped my fingers and waved to the shipwreck. As my hands moved the waves did as well. I was puzzled, the wind wasn't strong enough to make the effort of moving them.
Josie looked at me, her expression looking confused and some how hurt. "Um... I'm sure it's just a wierd coincidence." I assured her not believing myself. I waved my hands again and saw the waves mimicked it again. "Uh...?.." was all that I could manage. Josie looked at me with a disgusted look. "Oh... there goes Robert!" I said trying to save myself from the hate. "Hello ladies. What's up with Josie?" He asked as he saw the tears that painted her copper skin. "I don't know, why don't you ask Lori!" She yelled with a sob and ran off.
"What was that about?" Robert asked me. I tried to speak but found only failure. Instead of the words that deserved to be spoken, I pointed at the boat. The hull facing the blue sky. He seemed to be confused, then with eyes wide he spoke the words that I should have said," Rest in peace Jared." I nodded and blew a kiss out to the ocean, the waves once again copying the motion of my body. Robert seemed to notice so and asked how I had done the "magic trick". "It's not a trick, Robert!" I said to my friend. "Than what was it Lolly?" He asked me. He always did that, pretend to to get my name wrong in an attempt to annoy me.
"I don't know, I'm not quite sure of what that was. But now Josie thinks I killed Jared. What's wrong with me?! Oh Robert I move my body and the ocean dose the same thing. Tell me why I'm wrong!" I yelled at him. He stared at me as if I had gone mad which I think I had. " If it's one thing my dad taught me was that you never tell a women she's wrong, or what she's doing wrong. That's why mom left him." He said to me. "I'm sorry Robert, truly I am. I understand, but please wont you help me?" I said. He shrugged and nodded. "I have to go though, meet me at my house tomorrow at eleven." I said taking off. He waved me off with a confused smile and I trotted back home.
I skipped into the kitchen and found my mother and father speaking. " I don't-" They stopped talking when they saw me in the doorway. "Hello dear, why back so early?" My mother asked looking at the clock that was hung in the kitchen. "Jared died and something wierd happened. It was like the waves obeyed me or somethin' like that!" I said amazed while my mother looked as pale as a ghost. "What happened mother?"I asked curiously. "Nothing Lori, but why don't you accompany me to the cellar." She said a little too cheerfully. I nodded my head while she stood up to fill a crystal bowl with water. She led me down the many stairs and opened the door. She took one of the lamps from the many shelves that hung on the plain walls. She turned it on and instructed me to put my hand over the bowl.
As the obedient child I was, I did so. "Now, Lori. Why don't you give a small command to the water." She chuckled nervously. I did so and whispered with a smile," Wont you thrash in the bowl?" The water did as I had told it to and my mother dropped it, it broke into tiny beautiful glass pieces. My mother slapped me to the floor full of glass and yelled at me. "You little-" she could have said worse if my father had not come in to my rescue, or as I thought was to punish me even more at the time. " Leave the monster be." He told her, pity for me in his eyes. My mother tried to slap me even more, but had only managed kicks and a few punches before my dad had to drag her from the room.
He slammed the door and left me there, bleeding and crying.
After the dream, it made me think of what happened the day I had left home, so I thought and longed for the pain that it had caused me, to be cured.
About 3 years later...
San Francisco, California.
It had been years since I had been locked in the cellar, it was a horrible experience. Miranda was the only person I had seen in those years. My parents wouldn't alow me much food, and over time I had become so skinny, my ribs could be seen through the dress I had worn every single day. My parents would only give me an apple and a glass of water every two weeks. But what they hadn't relized was that the old dumbwaiter was still working. So early every morning, I would ride in it to the kitchen and Miranda would give me the day's meal.
Eventually, the meals stopped coming big due that my parents were noticing a lot of food was being consumed. And then, a few weeks ago, they stopped coming. My parents had discovered what was going on so they got rid of Miranda. It was quite sad though. My father made sure I wasn't able to use the dumbwaiter anymore and I was cut out from the rest of the house.
Then, one faithful day, my parents had opened the cellar door. They treated me like nothing had happened the last few years and even let me bathe. When I was clean enough and my blood cleaned away, I was sat at the table and told that I would be leaving for Wales. "God had awnsered my prayers!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. My mother glared at me and I asked," When do I leave?" My mother and father were surprised and I went to my old room to get my suitcase ready.
"I think she's coming to us Miss Peregrine." A girl's voice echoed in my head. "I think so too Cindy." A voice I somehow reconized said. It sounded like... Horace! But where was I? Had I made it? I wondered many things but what I questioned most was Who is Cindy? I opened my eyes to see three people. Miss Peregrine, Horace, and a blonde girl. "Headmisstress?" I asked still in the daze from my nightmare of a flashback. "Yes Lori." She said, pity in her voice. "Did I make it?" I asked sounding sober. "Yes you did, child." She said, clearly hiding something. "Where are the rest of them?" I asked. "Sleeping, some of them awake worrying about you." She said calmly. "Really? I thought nobody cared about me. I'm sorry for sneaking out." I said, my voice sounding dreamy. I was tired. "Well we do care for you Lori, and some of us most." She said looking to a pile of clothes sitting in one of the seats. " Millard?" I asked. The pile of clothes moved with a jolt and moved over to me. "She's alive." He whisperd to himself. "Yeah. It's glad to be me." I said sarcastically.
"What time is it?" I asked the others. "Four in the morning, dear." Came the girl's voice. "And may I ask who this is?" I asked. "That's Cindy Preston." Horace said. "Oh, nice to meet you Cindy." I said cheerfully. "And that's Echo." Horace said blushing, pointing to a girl in the corner of the room who looked exactly like Cindy. "They look similar." I said stupidly. Millard laughed and so did I. "Now can someone tell me where my sister is?" All signs of laughter died down, and in its place was an eeire silence. "Lori... Charlotte's... she's gone." My whole world collapsed. I heard a yell and seconds later, relized it was mine.
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