Miracle by Elizabeth Scott

Author:Elizabeth Scott
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781442417083
Publisher: Simon Pulse

Fifteen

I went to school even earlier than usual the next morning. I had to. Going downstairs and seeing David at the kitchen table reminded me why I’d left last night. I said I wasn’t hungry, that I needed to get going.

David wouldn’t look at me when I told him goodbye.

I went to the girls’ locker room like I usually did and sat on the floor by the door. I stared up at the ceiling, counting the dots on each tile. My head felt heavy, and I leaned against the wall. I started counting dots out loud and then somehow I was in the kitchen at home.

Something had happened to the floor, and when I looked down I saw there wasn’t a floor at all, just dirt. It was cool and dry against my feet. I wiggled my toes and wondered what had happened to my shoes.

“Megan,” a voice said, and I looked up. Carl was waiting for me at the stove.

“I know you heard me,” he said. “Why did you let go of my hand?”

I backed away, my feet sliding in the dirt and catching on hidden rocks. I could smell pine trees all around me. Carl came closer.

I didn’t want him to. I didn’t even want to see him. I tried to turn away but behind me everything was on fire, ground to sky glowing red-orange. I tried to scream, but couldn’t because my mouth was full of water. I looked up and rain washed over me, the sky moving closer, the fire reaching for me, and Carl was right there, his hand—

I woke up then, a sudden, panicked jolt into alertness that left me shaking.

It was a dream.

I’d dreamed, I’d just fallen asleep, but what I’d seen had been so real that I could still feel the dirt against my feet. See Carl waiting for me. I took a deep breath and ran a hand over my face. It was wet with tears.

I left school then. I hadn’t cried since I’d woken up in the hospital. I hadn’t cried when I first got home and stood in the bathroom wondering if I was dead. I hadn’t cried when I realized I wasn’t a miracle at all. I hadn’t cried when I realized my parents didn’t want to see that something was wrong with me.

But now I was crying, and couldn’t seem to stop. I could hear myself making noises, raw, hurt sounds, and I couldn’t seem to stop them either.

I wiped my eyes as I got in my car and wished I could go somewhere that would make me whole again. But it wasn’t going to happen because just driving was terrifying and painful; the trees made me tense, and seeing the hills off in the distance made me hunch over, holding the steering wheel so tight my hands ached.

I bit the inside of my mouth hard, using the pain to stop my tears, to quiet myself, and tried to focus. Why had I cried now? I’d seen Carl before, dreamed of him and fire and the forest.

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