This is my first time writing a Mystery story.
Well, honestly speaking, the original plot wasn’t my idea. I was just told to write it in words. I enjoyed writing it, anyway. It is also my first time writing an English story (pure English at that!).
I give the credits for the plot to one of my roommates who is a year older than me (Ate Kaye! Hi, hi!)
I HOPE YOU’LL LIKE THE STORY!
I have a power.
I possess a power that only chosen people have. I’m not aware who they are, though. I am not sure if they do exist.
I can see visions. I can predict the future. I know. This sounds weird because cases like this are seen in movies and are written in books, but this exists. I exist.
I am not certain if this is a gift or a curse. Well, it helps me see things clearly. So that doesn’t look bad, right? Here’s the real deal. I get information, good and bad. I am given the chance to prepare myself when something is unlikely to happen. I take that as a gift. You might assume that I am enjoying it, but I really don’t. I cannot feel excitement anymore when there’s a big surprise because I have known about it even before it could happen. I really hate that. I wish I could make it stop. I want to be normal like the other kids, but even if I pray every night to make it go away, it won’t be. So, I just let it pass.
I don’t change the future. I just watch it happen. I chose it to be that way. I believe that if it stayed like that, I become normal and less weird. Today’s an exception, though.
I had this vision again, which I didn’t vividly understand. I have this bad and heavy feeling. I want to forget it, but I know that once I saw something, it will stay there until it will happen. Now, I chose to change it. I don’t want to be indifferent.
“Aren’t you coming, darling? Andy is here.” I heard my mom’s voice from the kitchen.
“Coming!” I answered. I looked at myself in front of the mirror. I fixed my hair and my uniform. I smiled. “Not bad.” I whispered. I grabbed my bag and went down stairs immediately.
I hurriedly walked towards the kitchen and snatched a sandwich. “You’re not going to have breakfast again?” My mom asked.
“I am currently having breakfast, mom.” I retorted.
“Is that what you call breakfast, darling? You’re losing weight!” she exclaimed. My mom is a sweet person. I know that.
“Then that’s good news.” I said. “Besides we’re already late.” I added.
“But darling…” I kissed her on the cheek.
“Bye mom. See you later.” I opened the door and walked outside.
“So, I can probably blame you now, right? We’re late again.” My best friend shoved at my face the moment she saw me.
“Andy, come on! Don’t be too mean. We still have ten minutes.” I reasoned out.
“Ten minutes? Our drive to school takes fifteen minutes, Elle! For Pete’s sake, grow up!” She said frustrated.
“Just shut up, okay? Let’s go.” I dragged her.
“You’re hurting me.” She whined.
“I’m sorry. The bus is waiting. We need to hurry.” I said.
“Okay, okay.” She retorted.
We ran towards the bus. We were catching our breaths when we took our seats.
“That was really tiring.” I exclaimed.
“Don’t mention it.”
Andy is my best friend since third grade. She’s my better girl half. I am an only child, so I guess I have the right to proclaim it. I truly treasure her. We may look like sworn enemies but we’re not. Let’s just say that it’s the way we show our undying love and care for each other. Whoever goes against that, I’ll smack him on the face.
We reached school fifteen minutes later. It’s good because I know that our teacher will be late, too. Andy had the chance to fix her own self and apply make-up, while I just waited for her. I am not fond of decorating myself, anyway. I am just that typical high school girl who doesn’t have any care about fashion and the like. My best friend is the entire opposite of me. Andy is a good person. She’s just a nagger sometimes, but I already accepted her flaws. Well, all of us are flawed, anyway. So I don’t have any reason to judge her any further.
“Didn’t you’re mom cooked for you?” Andy asked.
“She did, but I had to skip breakfast again.” I answered while I chew my food.
“I told you. You need to grow up, Elle.” I just rolled my eyes.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked her.
“Nope, I’m not hungry. Besides, I’m busy.” She replied. Her attention is still focused on her phone.
Andy loves key chains. Her bag has key chains on it, and her phone, too. She bought a pink small bear keychain for her phone.
Something hit me, not physically, but mentally. That reminds me of my vision. No! It can’t be. This is not right.
“Are you okay, Elle?” Andy snapped. I looked at her. The bell suddenly rang.
“Yeah. Let’s go.” I said then started walking.
I have been seeing bad things, but I let it slide. I saw accidents, deaths and the like, but I didn’t do anything to change them because I didn’t know the people in that vision. I was only praying that it won’t happen for real, but it actually did. The news confirms it. It was already too late for me to change a thing.
Well, I know that it is not my business. Besides what can a mere teenager do to stop the future, or barely change it? I cannot, but I want to. I badly want to change it now.
This morning, I saw this scene about a girl riding on a bus. The driver drove too fast that the bus crashed with a truck. It was a strong impact that it caused the bus to flip over. Then I saw a girl lying on the road bathing with her own blood, lifeless. She’s wearing her high school uniform. I only saw her holding a phone because a lot of people surround her. I noticed that the phone she’s holding is familiar.
“Elle! What’s taking you so long?” I heard Andy calling for me.
“I am almost done!” I replied. I went outside the washroom.
“My gosh, Elle. You really move like a turtle.” She said.
“Well, I’m sorry.” I apologized. I looked at Andy. They have the same uniform. I want to brush it off and think that it’s just a nightmare. In the back of my mind, I know that it is not.
We walked towards the bus stop. I really don’t like this bad feeling. I need to do something.
“Tie your shoelace, Andy.” I told her.
“Oh! Yeah. I got this.” She exclaimed.
“Hold this, please.” She handed to me her pouch and tied her shoelace.
“Oh no! I forgot my file case, Andy.” I said trying to look worried.
“Then let’s get it.” She suggested.
“But my mom told me to hurry. Well, I’ll just get it tomorrow.” I know Andy is a nice friend.
“No, we have a report tomorrow and you need to review the content. I’ll just go back and get it.” She volunteered.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Besides, what are friends are for, right?” she said.
“Oh! Thank you so much!” I hugged her.
“Geez! You’re so emotional. Go home now! You’re mom’s waiting.” I saw the bus arrived.
“Go.” Andy beckons me to go inside the bus.
“Take care, alright?” I told her.
She nodded. “I’ll give you your file case later.” She said.
“Okay.” She waved at me and started walking towards the directions of the school. The heavy feeling that I was feeling is still there as I watched her walk away. I believe that it’ll vanish later on.
I took the seat near the door. Thanked God I saved her. I sighed.
I noticed that the bus is not full. The drive is fast, too. I think I’ll arrive at home early. Well, the truth is, I just made up that excuse about my mom, but I really did forget my file case. So, I know that Andy’s efforts wouldn’t be put to waste.
I noticed that there are only few people who are in this bus, most of them are students. I remembered that vision again. I was certain that it could be Andy, but I stopped it. I know that I stopped it. I change the future. I changed now. It can’t be that the other people here will be the victim. The girl’s uniform was the same with ours. I suddenly looked at the small mirror placed just above the windshield. I saw my reflection through it. I am wearing my uniform. It hit me. This can’t be! I was startled when a phone rang. No! It’s not my phone. The ringtone is different. I searched for the phone and found Andy’s pouch. I opened it and found her phone there.
I answered the call.
“Hello? Elle! I forgot to get my pouch from you. My wallet is there and I don’t have any money…”
I really didn’t listen to what she’s saying. My heart is beating really fast enough for me to hear it. I can hear Andy. But I barely listen to her. I can’t accept this.
I suddenly heard a deafening beep, then a strong and loud crash. I saw a bright light and then darkness.
It was me.