the teacher walked up to my desk.
“Bailey?” He said.
“Yes.” I opened my eyes and answered him.
“Were you sleeping?” He asked.
“No Sir. I have a bit of a headache. I thought maybe if I laid my head down for a little while it might go away.” I lied. I hated lying. It makes me feel terrible.
“Alright, if you need to go to the nurse for so mething for it just let me know.” he said.
“Thank you.” I replied. “I think I’ll be okay.
I laid my head back down on the desk and tried to co ncentrate on finding the person’s mind that had been pulling me to it before. The closer I came to finding the source, the more I sensed fear and disgust.
I followed the fear until I was in the mind from where it came from. Her thoughts rambled out of control. I could only catch tiny bits and pieces of thoughts. I used my power to calm her mind so I could find out what was wrong with her.
She was frightened to go home. Pictures of a man surfaced in her mind. As the thoughts and images came together in my mind I realized the man she was afraid of was her uncle. The girl had considered calling the police and telling them what he was doing to her, but she was terrified that he would get out of it and hurt her.
I backed out of her mind slowly, hoping not to disturb her thought pattern. I searched the room for the girl I had seen in my mind. For some reason I couldn’t find her. Desperately needing to establish who the mind belonged to, I used my power once again.
Lead me to the girl so I can help her, I said with my thoughts.
In an instant, I had found her. She had been sitting in the row next to the dry erase board. It was Katrina. I was shocked. Never in my life would I have thought that the thing that was causing her to act so differently was this. No! Not this! My mind screamed.
She started acting strange a few weeks ago. Everyone had noticed. It was hard not to. Katrina had stopped talking to me. I had seen that she would avoid everyone, but I never dreamed this could possibly be the reason. She began to sit alone in the cafeteria every day. This was completely out of the ordinary. Usually, Katrina was an outgoing, sweet, well liked girl.
I had tried to find out what was going on with her, but she would push me away as soon as I tried to. Katrina became more and more distant with every day that passed.
My fear for her became uncontainable. Not being sure of what else I could do, I got up from my desk and walked in the direction of Katrina s desk.
Mr. Greene asked if I was feeling better and I told him yes and thanked him for allowing me to rest my head on my desk. Swiftly, but calmly I made my way through the class.
Finally, I reached her desk. It seemed to take forever and I could feel Eric ’s eyes on me.
“Hi Katrina .” I said as I sat down in the empty desk in front of her.
“Oh. Hey, Bailey.” She replied in a low tone of voice.
She didn’t act like she was much for talking so I did most of it. It was hard to get her to engage in any type of conversation. She was so withdrawn that I was surprised that I even got a hello from her. But she was trying hard, too hard in fact. That made my apprehension grow.
“Are you cold?” I asked . Her arms were wrapped around herself in a tight hug. Her hands were shivering.
“A little. He always keeps the air on too low .” she said. That was true. Mr. Greene had always kept the class a little cooler than we liked it to be.
“Well class is almost over for the day, so you can get outside and warm up before long .” I told her hoping to ease her mood, but it didn’t work.
“Yeah I guess it is pretty warm out today .” she replied as she looked out the window.
She grew more quiet the closer it came to time for school to be dismissed. “Do you want to come to my house for a while after school?” I asked hoping she would say yes.
“You
“Bailey?” He said.
“Yes.” I opened my eyes and answered him.
“Were you sleeping?” He asked.
“No Sir. I have a bit of a headache. I thought maybe if I laid my head down for a little while it might go away.” I lied. I hated lying. It makes me feel terrible.
“Alright, if you need to go to the nurse for so mething for it just let me know.” he said.
“Thank you.” I replied. “I think I’ll be okay.
I laid my head back down on the desk and tried to co ncentrate on finding the person’s mind that had been pulling me to it before. The closer I came to finding the source, the more I sensed fear and disgust.
I followed the fear until I was in the mind from where it came from. Her thoughts rambled out of control. I could only catch tiny bits and pieces of thoughts. I used my power to calm her mind so I could find out what was wrong with her.
She was frightened to go home. Pictures of a man surfaced in her mind. As the thoughts and images came together in my mind I realized the man she was afraid of was her uncle. The girl had considered calling the police and telling them what he was doing to her, but she was terrified that he would get out of it and hurt her.
I backed out of her mind slowly, hoping not to disturb her thought pattern. I searched the room for the girl I had seen in my mind. For some reason I couldn’t find her. Desperately needing to establish who the mind belonged to, I used my power once again.
Lead me to the girl so I can help her, I said with my thoughts.
In an instant, I had found her. She had been sitting in the row next to the dry erase board. It was Katrina. I was shocked. Never in my life would I have thought that the thing that was causing her to act so differently was this. No! Not this! My mind screamed.
She started acting strange a few weeks ago. Everyone had noticed. It was hard not to. Katrina had stopped talking to me. I had seen that she would avoid everyone, but I never dreamed this could possibly be the reason. She began to sit alone in the cafeteria every day. This was completely out of the ordinary. Usually, Katrina was an outgoing, sweet, well liked girl.
I had tried to find out what was going on with her, but she would push me away as soon as I tried to. Katrina became more and more distant with every day that passed.
My fear for her became uncontainable. Not being sure of what else I could do, I got up from my desk and walked in the direction of Katrina s desk.
Mr. Greene asked if I was feeling better and I told him yes and thanked him for allowing me to rest my head on my desk. Swiftly, but calmly I made my way through the class.
Finally, I reached her desk. It seemed to take forever and I could feel Eric ’s eyes on me.
“Hi Katrina .” I said as I sat down in the empty desk in front of her.
“Oh. Hey, Bailey.” She replied in a low tone of voice.
She didn’t act like she was much for talking so I did most of it. It was hard to get her to engage in any type of conversation. She was so withdrawn that I was surprised that I even got a hello from her. But she was trying hard, too hard in fact. That made my apprehension grow.
“Are you cold?” I asked . Her arms were wrapped around herself in a tight hug. Her hands were shivering.
“A little. He always keeps the air on too low .” she said. That was true. Mr. Greene had always kept the class a little cooler than we liked it to be.
“Well class is almost over for the day, so you can get outside and warm up before long .” I told her hoping to ease her mood, but it didn’t work.
“Yeah I guess it is pretty warm out today .” she replied as she looked out the window.
She grew more quiet the closer it came to time for school to be dismissed. “Do you want to come to my house for a while after school?” I asked hoping she would say yes.
“You
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