"Mattie why hasn't mom tried to talk to me?"
"She has but something or someone is blocking you. She tried going straight to you but she was be blocked so she went to me about three weeks ago. I tried looking this things that she was telling me about up but i can up with nothing. When I tried talking to her again I was blocked out. Something is going on that its hard to get in-touch with mom in heaven. SOMETHING big is going to happen that we need to stop."
I thought back to the first time I talked to my mom after she died. I was in eighth grade and she came to me in a dream. She told me that she missed me and that my life was going to be better. That I would be the key to helping people life that would die when they time wasn't right to go. But once I was older someone or something was going to come and try and stop me. I didn't really think about it but know I would have to some day. I guess that day was today.
"Mattie when mom said that she couldn't talk to me becuase of the fact something or someone was blocking her; does that mean that they are more powerful then us?"
I looked over to Mia she smiled. I know that in her mind this conversion was weird. I mean she was sitting here talking or listening to her best friend and her family talk about powers and talking to there die mother. I smiled back at her.
"I really do not know that much about what is going on that's why I had to come home so that dad could help me. Wait you two should be in school shouldn't you?"
"Should we should but dad called Mia and said that you are were home."
"Well I'll be here in three hours still so go back to school understood?" He said as he push Mia and I out the door.
"I love you little sis."
"I love you to Mattie."
We drove back to school and just say we pulled into the parking lot I had the feeling that I got when someone was about to die. I forced on it. I couldn't feel who it was. Something was wrong. I forced to the point that I killed me. Then all at once it hit me. I felt like I was shoot and couldn't breathe. I looked out the window but I wasn't seeing the parking lot. I was see Mr. Belloteen's class room and I was looking up at a kid in all black and a mask. It was harder for me to breathe and I felt my life coming to a end. I looked at my hands but they weren't my, they were a mans. Mr. Belloteen's hands. I was in his body feeling his pain and his life coming to a end.
That when I woke up.
"Miss Lynn will you please sat after class." Crap. This can't be happening. My math teacher can't die, One it wasn't his time. And two some way in this school and was going to shoot him. I had to stop it. But I didn't know what time it was that he was to die.
The bell rang and just like in my dream he asked the same questions. Mia ran in.
"Cleo we-" I cut her off.
"Mattie is okay he was just going to tell me that he spoke with mom and somethings are going to happen that aren't going to be pretty. Plus I think now I can feel their pain when they die." I stopped and looked at Mr. Belloteen.
"Okay. who was it this time Cleo?" Mia asked.
"Mr. Belloteen." Was the other thing I said.
He looked at me. "Cleo what are you talking about?"
"You know how you just asked or questioned that I was different?" I asked.
"I am what you am call 'The Day Dreamer'. I see when people are going to die. Before their time. I stop that from happening but today I had one in class that I went the rest of my day. I talked to my brother and he said some weird things but that's besides the point. Anyways in my dream I saw or more like felt you die. You were shoot and killed. I don't know the time so this is going to be hard. Um, I know that Mia and I were at my house for about 20 minutes talking to my brother and dad. Its a ten minutes drove to school so I'm guessing that you have thirdly minutes before someone walks throw that door." I point are as Mia closed it.