The Petersons stood over their only daughter, Alexis Diane Peterson, born June, 2, 1991. Then, as they thought, she suddenly went into a seizure. She shook for 20 minutes, just shaking in no pattern. She turned pink, then red, and finally blue. Then she stopped, like that, she stopped, she proceeded to rise up and walk away. Her parents tried to stop her but she ran like an angel, an elegant angel. She ran for 1 mile until she screamed “MY PARENTS ARE-” she suddenly collapsed onto the forest floor and went into a dream. She was there, on the forest floor for a good 3 hours. Her mind was in a different land where she would not deal with the world or her inner sanctimony at that point in time. She could not fathom her own spectrum on the events in her life, which would only complicate any attempts at a social life with the outside world. She was sinking deeper into a stage of peace, the peace you receive if you’re in a coma. Her life would be changed forever…