Lucid Waking

Archive for November 7th, 2006

Stories and Fantasies

Originally published on January 14, 2006

           It was one of those nights where the moonlight casts shadows on the ground. I was confident and cocky, like I usually was then. Nothing could have possibly have gone wrong. Or so I thought. It was only after I got home that…

           Shannon closed her journal and shoved it under her pillow with the pen as she collapsed onto the bed. She waited patiently for her heart to quiet down as she counted her stepmother’s footsteps.
           "Shannon?" as silvery voice whispered into the room. Shannon counted her breaths and relaxed. "I know you’re awake, love. But, I must admit you are such a good actress."
Shannon sat up and faced her stepmother. "I should have known you would figure it out. After all, what better detective than my mom."
           A small sincere smile crossed her stepmother’s lips as she walked over and sat at the edge of the bed. "How do you feel?"
           "What do you mean?"Shannon said frowning.
           "Since your father left."
            Shannon looked down at the bed. "I’m fine."
            "I got a call from Todd today. He seemed a little sad that you missed–"
           "God, it’s nothing."
           "Shannon," her stepmother leaned over an hugged her. Shannon held on tightly and tried to swallow back the solid lump in her throat. Her eyes stung and started to water, but she shut them tighter.
           "I love you. You’re such an extraordinary girl and I think that you should embrace your friends and your acting for this. I don’t think you should push people away. Tomorrow, I’m going to be late on the way home. Do you think you can manage?"
           Shannon nodded. "Of course."
           Her step mother smiled and got off the edge of the bed. She turned around in the doorway and blew Shannon a kiss before walking off to the bedroom.