9

When I wake up, I panic. Why? Because I'm strapped to a hospital bed. 

"Help! Dad! Help!" I scream. "Daddy!"

And suddenly, he's there. "Dad?" But something is horribly wrong. Maybe it's his smile, maybe its his dull gray eyes, not at all like him. he smiles an evil smile.

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"Libby! Libby, wake up!"

I sit bolt upright. Im surprised to find tears on my cheeks.

"It was a dream, Lib. Everything from the time you took that cup was just a dream," my father says. 

I take deep breaths. Now that Im calm, Im able to look around. Im in a white room. A white bed with white covers. Not that different from my dream. My dad is here, as well as women who strongly resembles Sara.

"Mom?"

Tears fill the woman's eyes. "Libby. Oh, baby."

She moves to envelop me in a hug. Which is kind of hard, as Im almost as big as her. She is definitely very petite.

"where's Sara? And Steaven?"

my mom answers first. "still asleep. Right here, actually." Then she nods at me. "All you have to do is pull the wall over." She guides my hand to the wall, and pushes it. Then soothing strange happens. My hand goes through the wall. With a nod from her, I pull it to the side, and the wall just kind of... folds over. Like a curtain being pulled to the side. But when I knock on it, it's solid.

I glance at my parents.

"Told you you had powers," dad says gleefully.

Behind the wall my siblings bolt upright. And then, Steaven starts to cry.

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After I finally have Sara and Steaven callmed down, I look at my parents.

"Are you going to tell them?"