“Can’t you see Van that I’m cursed,” said Cara after seeing the disbelief in Van’s face. “But it’s hard to prove Cara,” Van replied. He stowed the mirror back to his pocket, and it continues to glow. “Van, the moment I saw her, I felt unnaturally weak. And when you’re not looking, she muttered something incomprehensible, and I fell ill!” Van meant to say he didn’t saw her do that, but he holds his tongue. Since he and the rest are simply too sleepy to be observant to their surroundings, he can’t disprove that either. And Cara is not the type of person that will just accuse someone straightaway. And his dream comes to mind. You can never go back to your world. That’s what the voice keeps saying. What if it’s not a dream but a vision? A warning he must take heed. The mirror in his pocket is again making a non-verbal reminder in his mind and it says listen to your friend. “The best thing we could do now is to get away from here. Let’s wake the others,” Cara suggest
Van can’t see how they will escape this time. They are cornered in a cramped room with the only exit blocked by the very person they are running away from. He doesn’t want to think that this is it and they are doomed. There must be a way out of here; he just has to think hard. “Oh, would you look at where we ended,” Kirsten said innocently. “You are really kind to us but we should go now,” Alice chuckled, a muscle shaking on her cheek.Van clenches his fist and steps forward. “Well, it’s really not polite to go running around in your house, after all the kind things you did to us. But we really need to go now,” he pleaded hopefully, though he knew all along that this won’t work at all. The woman’s expression brightens, but their surroundings seem to get foggy. Numb sensations began to spread from their extremities and their vision blurs. “Naughty are we,” the woman said, her voice sounding distant, “Let’s leave it here everyone, back to beds now.” “I can’t,
“I see, you know Hanan, my mother,” Ana laughed, and only meaningless blabbers escape from Van’s lips. “She’s your mother?” Van managed to say. “Glad you still remember me Van,” Hanan said. And for Van, there is nothing stranger than seeing a mother that looks younger than him. “How can I forget how you almost caused me my school diploma,” Van muttered, as flashbacks of the Principal’s office replays in his mind. “You know her Van,” Don whispered as the rest try to relate to what is happening. “Remember when I was caught in the restricted hallway, and I kept saying I’m seeing an invisible girl?” “You mean that’s her Van…” “Yup, here she is,” Van answered. “And I didn’t believed you Van,” Alice said, her voice small and guilty.And their conversation is briefly interrupted by something grey and feathery. “Are they okay, I heard Azazel got them,” the Pigeon said in a panicky voice. “They are okay, don’t worry,” Ana answered as the Pigeon lands on Hana
About the Author Mamerto I. Relativo Jr. is an engineer in the Philippines, and writes for Hubpages in his free time. As of today, he authored almost 200 articles in Hubpages.
Enter At Your Own RiskGraduation day is fast approaching, and finally Van will be free from the stresses of high school life. For one thing, there is nothing romantic about studying in Lister’s Academy. It’s a daily torture where they are made to follow stupid school rules and endure ill-tempered teachers. For another, the place crawls with haughty school-mates, and who knows if they really learned anything useful. In fact, in his stay here his Math never improved at all. “And I should be given a medal for surviving an encounter with bullies,” Van boasted to his friends as they take a walk in the school ground one morning. Van pulled out a mirror and checks himself. And staring back from the mirror is a skinny boy with shadowy eyes, pale face and long fringes. “Did it occur to you that it’s you who have a problem?” His friend, a short haired girl in track suit said. She vividly recalls how Van chased-off a gang of bullies with a box cutter. “Hah! So being diffe
The story of Van’s misadventure in the deserted corridor is quick to spread. At first his friends cannot believe it, and they only did when they meet Van moments later outside the Principal’s office. “Okay Van, tell us what you did,” said Alice sounding shocked and disappointed all the same. Van is not really in the mood right now to recount what happened. He just survived an excruciating hour in the Principal’s office and he reckons his ears are now bleeding after hearing words like idiot boy, or stupid lad, and mischief. Nevertheless, he did tell his friends what happened and as what is expected, no one believed his story that an invisible girl in black is to be blamed. “You’re joking,” Alice said for Van is insisting that he is telling the truth. “Do I look like I’m joking?” He replied coolly. “No wonder why the Principal is furious, it’s like telling him a Sasquatch broke into your home and ate your homework.” And as if the hour-long verbal abuse by the
“You’re kidding,” Don said after hearing from Van how he befriended the likes of Ana. “It’s no big deal, we just have a bit of a chat,” Van replied as he scratches his head. “My dear pal, Ana is the most popular girl in school! Guys everywhere are itching to get a glimpse of her. Do you realize how lucky you are?” Don exclaimed while shaking Van in every word he speaks. “Wonder what Ana saw on you,” Alice chuckled, sounding as if this is all a bad joke. “Be careful though Van, hanging out with someone like Ana had its consequences,” Cara advised. “The girl must be bored, and she doesn’t have someone to talk to but me there. She will forget me tomorrow, I’m sure,” said Van, for this is how most upper-class people from higher sections behave. But the next day, Van and Ana is again seen together having a lively chat in the corner of the library. They have indeed become good friends and Don was never been so proud. “Go for it,” he whispered one day and Van onl
Kirsten’s sneering face is a nauseating sight to behold. There is a cold triumph in her voice as she recites to them how she, the appointed student of the school have all the authority to report any misdeeds, and they have broken an important school rule of not going to restrictive area. Don is now exercising every bit of self-control so he won’t grab Kirsten and choke her. “The penalties shall be discussed in the Principal’s office,” Kirsten concluded, her voice quivering with suppressed excitement. “Principal’s pet,” said Alice to herself. As much as she wants to nag at Kirsten, she knows that any wrong move will get them into deeper water. “But we just came here by accident,” Don explained. “No more excuses now, just tell it to the Principal!” She said and Cara’s face reddens behind Don.She then turns her attention to the unusually quiet Van. “And you, you are warned to never go back here. You never listen do you?” She nagged at Van. And Kirsten broke