Supernatural Studies part 7

Hello! I'm here! I don't know if any of you read this but if you do, I have a few questions. Do you think this is starting to get bad or boring? Because I feel like it might be.

Sorry if it is!But anyway, hopefully this will show up on the new quiz list, as you know lately my quizzes haven't been showing up, which maes me very sad. What? You didn't know? ......well this is awkward...

Created by: Mockingbird
  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. When I woke up it was around seven. Miranda was still sleeping, but I figured that would happen. I got out o bed and went to the bathroom. I washed my face and got a glass of water which I gulped down. Then I realized I was standing up. My legs didn't feel weak at all. But it didn't feel quite right, I'm not sure how to explain it. It felt like something was holding me up. I examined myself for anything unusual, but I didn't see anything. Hmm. I looked in the mirror and saw a Calamity standing next to my reflection. I screamed and looked to both of my sides, but nothing was there. I took a deep breath. It was early, I was tired, I was just imagining it. There was a knock on the bathroom door. "_______, are you okay? I heard a scream." It was Miranda. "I'm fine Miranda, I just thought I saw something." "How did you get up? Can you walk again?" My legs crumbled beneath me like stale cookies. Crap. "No, I just managed to flop over and over until I reached the bathroom." I said. It would be to weird to explain to Miranda. She probably would think I was crazy and then I would be brought back to Dr. Bennet, who would misinterpret what I said, and say I was a spy because I admitted to seeing Calamities. So yeah, that wasn't going to happen. "Okay." said Miranda. I sat up and tried to pull myself up by climbing on to the sink. I opened the door after I had propped myself up on the sink. Miranda was brushing her hair. "Good," she said, "I need to brush my teeth." I kind of took a step and fell over again. Gosh that was annoying. Miranda pulled me up and helped me over to my bed. "Thanks, do you know when I'll stop crumbling whenever I stand up?" I asked. Miranda shook her head and chuckled.
  2. "I seriously want to know! How am I supposed to go to work today? I need the extra money," I said. "Maybe you can see Dr. Bennet about it," she said. Nope, definitely not that. "I'll think about it," I said. "Good, because I need to take shower before breakfast, so I can't puzzle over this with you. Not to be rude," she said as she went back to the bathroom. Hmm. I flopped back onto my bed, I was still kind of tired, though I don't know how, because I hadn't done anything recently. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. Then I hung upside down off the bed so the blood would rush to my head. I did that sometimes if I wanted to sleep because I'd heard doing that makes you sleepy. Hopefully I wasn't giving myself brain damage by doing it. I swung my upper body back on to my bed and started feeling drowsy. I don't know how long I was sleeping but it felt like forever was going by in my dream. I dreamed that I was in a field of corn. I know a little weird, but that's me. I felt really happy, and I saw a little boy around the age of eight and a girl that looked like she was six sitting on a hill under a tree. The boy looked really familiar and I couldn't help but feeling nostalgic for a past that I didn't have. They looked so happy and I wished I had a sibling. But they didn't treat each other like siblings, like friends that were inseparable. "Grayson," called a female, motherly voice, "it's time for dinner!" It was like no one could see me. I hadn't seen Grayson and the little girl up close before, but they came running past me and I could get a better glimpse of them. Grayson had light brown hair, freckles, and gray eyes. The little girl didn't look familiar at all, actually. They kept running and I realized that they were going to a little house near the cornfield. They went inside, and I decided, since they couldn't see me anyway, that I would join them for dinner. Heheheh, unexpected guest.
  3. I managed to get in before the door closed and was in a kitchen where a girl around the age of fourteen was helping her mother make dinner. What a good kid! Grayson and his friend sat down at the dinner table while the mother and the fourteen year-old were dishing out spaghetti. Yum! "Amber dear, you can sit down now," said the mother to the girl helping her. Amber sat down next to Grayson. The mother gave everyone their spaghetti and sat down with them. I slipped into one to the chairs and helped myself to some spaghetti, which no one seemed to miss. Everyone, including me ate heartily and talked through out the meal. Well, I didn't talk, but I ate. I learned during dinner that Amber, Grayson and the mother were related, obviously, and guessed that the little girl was a friend of Grayson's. Apparently they'd known her for a long time. After a little bit, Grayson and the little girl got up and went to their rooms. Amber washed the dishes and her mother went to a different room. I followed her to what I guess was the living room where she sat down on an old flowery love seat. She was humming a tune that I recognized as Over the Waves. "Over the waves, going west, going west! Goodbye to loneliness and to the distant land; It brightens my heart and the sun, happy to be returning home!" she sang softly in a beautiful head voice. I started singing the next verse along with her, she couldn't hear me anyway. "I saw my sufficiency in countries far away, gold and silver, the wealth of the life. My heart rises in me with the break of the day, and drawing me closer to my home. Over the waves, going west, going west! Goodbye to loneliness and to the distant land; it brightens my heart and the sun, happy to be returning home." I harmonized on the last note and smiled. There was something about the woman's voice that was comforting, no wonder her kids liked her so much. The mother looked right at me and smiled. "That sounded beautiful, _______," she said. I woke up. It was ten o'clock, so I had been sleeping for about two and a half hours.
  4. My dream was little odd. Not as odd as they had been, but still odd. Miranda wouldn't be out of class for almost six hours. Bleh. I sat up and turned on my bedside lamp. My satchel was still next to my bed, so I dug through it until I found a book I had brought from home. 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. I had read it in eighth grade, but it was a very good book so I was reading it again. I was at the very end, so it didn't take long for me to finish it. Sadly, I didn't bring any other books from home, so I was once again bored. Maybe, if I got up, I would be able to flop over and over to the library. Nope. How was I supposed to get to work? I was going to have to see Dr. Bennet. I hated that guy, but I was going to have to see him about my legs. You think if Jimmy was a healer I wouldn't have to stay in bed all day like an invalid. Maybe this was all a joke. Maybe someone had slipped something into hot chocolate on Monday night and that's why I thought I saw some weird hooded things with bone hands. Maybe this was another of my weird dreams and I would wake up any second at home. But nothing happened. A small voice inside my head told me that I was not dreaming and I better adjust to life soon, because it wasn't going to adjust to me. My cell phone vibrated inside my bag, and I saw a text from a number I didn't recognize. I checked it. 'So, you're paralyzed now? Such an attention seeking brat. See ya around jelly legs! Luv, Eve' I read. What a total witch, for lack of a better word. That was it, I was going to see Dr. Bennet. I didn't care how much I he annoyed me, I had to get rid of my leg problem.
  5. I put down Eve's number in my contacts so I would know if it was her in the future. How did she get my number? I made a note to find out in the future. I threw of my blankets and tried to stand up. Again, I could stand and probably walk around, but I didn't feel right. It felt like something else was supporting me. Weird. I walked to the bathroom and checked the mirror. Only my reflection. Good. I took a shower, using Miranda's shampoo, because I'm evil! Mwahahaha! But my hair smelled like cinnamon after that, so I didn't regret it. I dried off an got changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. It almost seemed pointless to wear the pumpkin t-shirt since I would be covering it up with a sweatshirt anyway, but I didn't really care. I put on my converse and grabbed my satchel. I was about to leave when I heard a knock on the door. "_______? Can I come in?" said a voice that sounded like Tara. "Sure," I said placidly. "The door's locked," she said. "Oh," I mumbled, "I'll get it." But I didn't get it, because my legs, once more gave out. I basically crawled to the door and opened it. Tara stood outside, frowning. "How did you get changed?" she asked. "That's why I have to go to the doctor, er, we don't happen to have a psychiatrist on campus, do we?" I asked. Tara shook her head. "Why?" she asked. I sighed. I'd have to tell her eventually. I explained my recurrence of weird dreams, my being able to walk sometimes but not others, and the hooded figure in the mirror. "That's weird and I totally think you should go to Dr. Bennet. If he can help, great! If not, well at least we've ruled that out," she said.
  6. "Well, I'm going to the nurse's office to ask for him now, so do you want to come?" I asked. Tara nodded. "Sure." "By the way," I said, "How are you here? Don't you have classes?" "Today we got off early because it's Ms. Smith's birthday. We only had about one class, and that wasn't really a class, it was a meeting of select students and all the teachers about Ms. Smith's surprise birthday party. Don't tell her about it by the way. You would have been invited, but you couldn't walk. How are you going to get to the doctor's if you can't walk?" Crap, I hadn't thought about that. "Not sure, darn, how am I supposed to get across campus without anyone noticing?" I asked. Eve would see me and you know what would happen next. I didn't want to deal with that at the moment. "No worries," Tara said, "I forgot to tell you, even thought my strongest power is fire, I can teleport myself and others." She took my hand and said, "Ready? Set. GO!" Next thing I knew we were at the nurse's office. Tara helped me up and we went to the nurse at the desk. "Is Dr. Bennet here today?" I asked. The nurse nodded and picked up a phone. She informed the doctor of my presence and said he would be with us in room 4. I kind of waddled because Tara was helping me walk. We got to room 4 and sat down in the chairs. Dr. Bennet, to his credit, came in one minute exactly. I know, it's odd for me to time him, but I wanted another reason to dislike him. "Alright Miss _______, what seems to be the problem?" I explained everything that I told Tara, and luckily, he didn't interrupt me.
  7. "So basically, I'm wondering why I can't walk sometimes, and can others," I concluded. "I'm not sure why this is, but we might be able to temporarily remedy this with a pair of charmed shoes. And _______, I know you don't want to hear this, but I've been talking it over with some of the other teachers and Ms. Smith, and well, we've decided it would be best to move you to the top floor of Ivory, in your own room." Dr. Bennet said. "Why?" I demanded sharply. "Because we feel you might be a disturbance to some of the other students," he replied. I could barely contain my anger. "You think I'm crazy?" I shouted. "Miss _______, there is no need for that kind of behavior. You are being moved to top floor of Ivory, and that is final." "WHY? WHY, WHY WHY???" I yelled, "There is nothing wrong with me!" That probably was the worst thing I could have done, Dr. Bennet probably thought I was a raving lunatic. "Miss _______, you have just earned yourself detention this Saturday. Yes I'm allowed to do that," Dr. Bennet said calmly. I felt like I was going to explode. Tara was looking at me strangely, she probably thought I was crazy too. It was all I could do to not burst into fits of tears. "Fine, I'll come get my key when I've packed my things," I said. "No need," Dr. Bennet said, "We have already transported all your things including your cat, here is your key. Top floor." He handed me my new key and looked at me expectantly. I stuffed the new key in my bag and gave him my old one.
  8. "Oh and Miss Tara," Dr. Bennet, "Please pass it on to your other friends that I think it's best if you don't visit Miss _______ for a while unless it's for school matters, in which case come to one of the teachers and they can arrange something for you." I thought I was going to punch him. I mean, it wasn't only him doing this, but still. "Well," I said hysterically, almost sobbing, "I'll see ya in class." I slammed the door behind me and ran straight back to Ivory. Once I got there I was exceedingly grateful that my legs had returned to me, though they still had that odd feeling about them. I ran up the stairs and to my new dorm, which, as Dr. Bennet had said, had all my stuff in it. There was a bed, a dresser, a bedside table, a mini fridge, a freezer, basically everything I had before, including a bathroom. I flung myself onto my bed and told myself now I could cry. But no tears came. I sat up and looked around the room. On the floor next to the dresser was a pair of black flats. There was note on them. 'For Miss _______, here are your shoes that you will need to walk sometimes. Dr. Bennet'. I miserably checked the clock and saw that it was a quarter to twelve. Time for lunch. Katelyn wasn't expecting me for another fourish hours, but I didn't think she'd reject help if I came early. I scrubbed my face even though I hadn't cried, so it wasn't like there was any evidence to scrub off.
  9. I changed into a white button down collared shirt and black pants, like Katelyn had told me to. I put on the charmed flats and fed Twix. I ran to the bus stop, hoping nobody would stop me. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anybody I knew. The bus was early, so it's good I got there when I did, and I hopped on. I was shocked to find out that Hummus wasn't driving the bus. In his place was a rather large lady who had her hair in a tight bun. "Sit down, honey," she said. I was still standing there because I was so startled. I wasn't the only person on the bus. The lady I had seen the night I was attacked was there too. And I might have been paranoid, but I swore she was smiling evilly at me. I subconsciously blamed her for Hummus's absence. I frowned the entire ride. When the bus stopped I got off, and went into Churros. Katelyn was there but no one else was. "I'm here early, I announced. "Oh I'm sorry hon," she said, "I forgot to tell you, we're closed from twelve on today. I have some important things to tend to. But if you don't mind, my sister Mae owns the diner Mae's, and they're always in need of an extra waitress. Could you go over there, ask for the manager, and tell her I sent you? She'd probably take you anyway, but it's always good to have a familiar name sending you." I nodded and went to Mae's, which was somewhat crowded. "Excuse me?" I asked the hostess, "could I see the manager?" The hostess nodded with a smile and told me to follow her. I went to a back room where Mae, I guess, was waiting. I explained everything and Mae said she could give me a job for the day, and sorry she didn't hire me when I came in originally, she was out that day. I was taught the ropes of being a waitress quickly, it's a good thing I'm a fast learner, and was put to work. The day gradually passed by, and I was getting paid, so that's always a good thing.
  10. Around dinner things went south. Eve and The Parrots were there. And I had to serve them. Hmmph. Nevertheless, I went over to their table where they giggled. "Good evening, I'm _______, I'll be your waitress this evening. Can I get you guys something to drink?" I said quickly. Most of the girls were surprisingly easy to handle and just asked for iced tea or lemonade. Then I realized there weren't only girls at this table. "I'll have water," said a guy behind his menu. I scribbled it down. "And what about you si-" I began. The other guy at the table was Xander. Great, I hated that guy so much! "I'll have a root beer," he said. "Alright, I'll be right back," I said, and went to go get their drinks. After everyone ordered their meals, things were going smoothly. I had everyone's food on the trays and was walking when someone walked right into me and the food spilled all over my front. "Oh, I'm so sorry ma'am," I said immediately, hoping that none of the food got onto the person. "Oh it's quite alright, no use crying over spilled entrees," said a nasty voice. I looked up and saw none other than Eve.

Remember to rate this quiz on the next page!
Rating helps us to know which quizzes are good and which are bad.

What is GotoQuiz? A better kind of quiz site: no pop-ups, no registration requirements, just high-quality quizzes that you can create and share on your social network. Have a look around and see what we're about.