Young Writers Society

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Valerie is driving home late one Saturday night and it is raining hard. “Shit! Why did I have to take so long choosing between White Chicks and Dodge ball? She mutters while moving closer to the windshield so she can see through the fogged up car. She stops at a red light and fumbles with the radio knobs. The light turns green while she’s not looking “Damn it!” she yells and floors it. The car slides off the road and into a ditch. She hits her head on the dashboard. Before Valerie knocks out, she hears the pounding of sirens in her ears.

“Valerie wake up.” She hears an unfamiliar voice whisper in her ear. “Huh?” she turns but it hurts her to move. She sees a man dressed in all whites robes with a light symbol on his forehead robe and she glares at his sparkling green eyes staring at her lovingly. “Where am I and by the way WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” she says through clenched teeth. “Aren’t we a little firecracker, you’re in a hospital Valerie, and I’m Caleb an angel sent to help.” His soothing voice calms her for a minute until his words sink in. “Holy shit you’re a what? But? Why? What?!?!” she stutters. “Those questions will be answered soon enough but-.” He’s cut off by a knock on the door. “Valerie, honey can I come in?” it is her mother. She looks over at Caleb but he has vanished. She turns toward the door and says, “Come in mom.” The doorknob twists and the door pushes open. Her mom’s brown hair swishes as she looks around “Who were you talking to, Val?” “Oh, no one mom,” Valerie looks over where Caleb was, “just no one.” “Well you’re probably wondering why you’re here, Hun.” Valerie nods then her mother says, “You were in a car accident last night, that’s why you hurt. The doctor said you were hurt pretty bad and you won’t be able to walk for a day or two.” She sets a bowl of soup on the table next to Valerie and turns to leave “I brought you some soup hope you feel better, goodnight.” She whispers then leaves. “Oh I thought she wouldn’t ever leave!” Caleb says and reappears at the foot of her bed. “Where did you co-?” she’s interrupted by him “Again answers will come soon enough Valerie but for now I leave you with this.” He then hands her a necklace with a purple raindrop on it. “Goodbye for now.” “But-?!?!” he disappears almost magically. “Goodbye Caleb.” She whispers and lightly hugs the necklace he gave her. She puts it on and grabs the bowl of soup. When she’s finished, she nods off with the warm food in her belly.

She has a crazy dream that she’s in a room with Caleb and he’s standing across from her handing her a sword. She grabs it and suddenly the room fills with red smoke. Instantly a hand slips around her waist gripping her loosely. She turns to see a man around 17 years old dressed in black robes with a dark symbol on the forehead robe and his eyes are glowing red. She sits up feeling hot and sweaty.

“It was just a dream, it was just a dream.” She chants. “Aw did someone have a bad dream, love?” a voice says. She studies the room searching for someone but no luck “Show yourself!” she demands. A shadowy figure appears at the foot of her bed. Then it moves into the little light that is coming from outside the door. He’s the man from her dream. “Am I still dreaming?” she says in a low whimper. “I’m afraid dear you’re not. You see I don’t even think your wildest dreams could think of someone as handsome as me.” She notices now that his voice has a cute little Australian accent. She tries to move away as he gets closer to her and her bed. “You can’t get away from me.” He grabs her wrist as she tries to wriggle free. “Now don’t you at least want to here me out, love? By the way I’m Demitrin.” He then takes her wrist he had been grasping and lightly kisses her hand. “Charmed I’m sure but I have so many questions to ask you like, why the hell are you in my room at night couldn’t whatever you want to say to me wait until morning?” “Well, you see, Valerie, it’s the only time I can come out, dear.” He pulls a small box from under robe for a least a second she sees a pair of tight black pants. “Why does everyone I don’t know, know my name?” she mutters under her breath. He smirks a bit. Then he opens the box to reveal a pair of beautiful purple earrings that seem to be glowing. “They’re beautiful, Demitrin, but why the hell are you giving them to me?” Valerie says. “Because their beauty reminds me of you, love.” She takes the earring box and looks up but sees no one. “What the fuck is up with guys giving me stuff then disappearing almost magically? Am I going crazy?” she puts her head on her pillow when she instantly falls asleep.

She wakes from her slumber looking at her alarm clock “8:00 a.m.? Wow I didn’t slept very long.” She rolls over and picks up the remote for the T.V. Flipping through the channels she finds a news channel and she decides to watch it. Someone knocks on her door “Who is it?” Valerie groans from lack of sleep. “It’s me, Miles.” “Come in.” Her brother comes in; his short brown hair is messed up as if it wasn’t even combed yet. He sits on the corner of her bed “So do you feel any better, ‘sis?” his voice is medium neither high nor low. “I’ll be fine I guess.” He rubs his hand through his messy hair. “Do you think you could leave soon? What are watching?” then he directs his eyes to the T.V. “Well I guess I could leave in a day or two. Oh, and I’m watching the news.” “That’s cool but it’s nice to know your fine but I have to leave now though.” With that, he turns and leaves. Then something on the T.V. catches her eye. It’s a picture of the earrings Demitrin gave her.

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