Blinded

A Chapter by Marie

First chapter of Impossible. These are the first moments when Eris's normality breaks away.

Society tried to blindfold me when I was young. Once they believed I was an acceptable child, they told me to sit down and shut up. I was no longer special; my name meant nothing to the adults.

I remember my mind being full of dreams of far away lands and dragons. Instead of ever telling me the truth, they lied to me and told me my thoughts were absurd. I could never really blame them though, they were just repeating what the generation before them had said. They followed suit of stripping away a child’s imagination, for who would need a flying reptile when there were flying planes?

As a freshman in a small town high school, my dreams and worries mainly consisted of who my future husband would be, what college I would go to, and if I was accepted by my peers. Of course the last one wasn’t much of a worry since most of my school knew the name Eris Robertson. I was known as being “the star pupil”, always being what other wanting me to be. This is why people liked me, not because I was drop dead gorgeous but because they could use me.

It wasn’t before long though when I started to get caught up with my normal act, for just like tool begin to break after years of wear, so do humans. It was the beginning of the spring semester when my first oddity occurred. The first time my reality began to crack.

The oddity came in the form of a simple note. It appeared on my desk in the middle of English class. Nothing looked special about it other than the fact that who ever wrote it was in quite a hurry. I would have mistaken the poorly folded paper as a piece of trash if the front hadn’t been assigned to me. The oddest part was what was contained on the inside, for when I opened it, the note held two words that would haunt me for days.

Help Us.

Freaked out, I threw the paper away with out a second glance. I understand it easily could have been some trickster trying to mess with me but in the back of my mind, I could help but feel the fear that was gifted along with those two words.

Three day later I received another note. It was in the same fashion with my named scribed on the front of a poorly folded letter and a message written on the inside. This time it held an address, specifically, 824 Ravensford drive. At this point I was no longer freaked out, just confused. This was clearly an invitation of some kind, but what for? I was determined to figure this out.

That afternoon I set down my school bags on my bed and immediately went to go investigate this address. Online, there was next to nothing about this place. It wasn’t until I looked it up on a map did I found out that it was only two street over from my house. Funny, I didn’t remember there ever being a Ravensford near where I lived. This new information further fueled my curiosity. I immediately rose for my computer and started for the front door.

“Where are you going?”

I turned around to see my mother standing behind me with her light brown hair in a topknot and wearing a pain of worn sweatpants. It must have been a long day at work for her.

“I wanted to go for a walk,” I replied with sweet smile. If she did have a hard day, then I should at least try to lighten her mood.

“Okay. Well try to be home by dinner,” Mother stated with an attempted grin. I knew it was supposed to be in curtsey of mine but all it did was show the stress embedded in her face. I made a mental note to ask her what was wrong when I got back.

“ Yes ma’am. I love you,” I said as I opened the door.

“Love you too, honey.” With that left the house not realizing that if would be the last time I see in days. It was the last time things were normal for me.