I can't believe how much I was able to write in the 30 minutes I had this time. Truly felt like 30 minutes took forever but at the same time it wasn't long enough.
Writing Prompt #874
On your eighteenth birthday, you notice unexplainable things happening around you. Objects seem to move if you squint at them. Faint, golden sparks seem to shoot from your fingertips. Dreams of a handsome stranger with violet eyes plague you at night. At first, you chalk it all up to your imagination, but a week after your birthday, the mysterious stranger from your dreams approaches you and reveals that you are a high-born fairy who was hidden in the human world as a baby for your protection. You are now coming into a powerful arsenal of magic and are destined to be the ruler of a fairy kingdom that will fall apart if you continue residing in the human world.
“Aurora,” my mother says in a sing song voice as she comes bouncing into my bedroom. “Happy Birthday, my beautiful girl.” She says pulling off my blankets. I groan and roll over trying to find warmth to stay asleep. “Come on. I know mornings aren’t your thing, but Your father and I made you breakfast.” She says as she sits on my bed next to me.
“I don’t wanna get up,” I whine trying to push her off my bed. “It’s my birthday. I should be able to sleep in.” I grumble when she doesn’t budge. Her laugh rings out throughout the room. “Mom.” I whine again.
“My baby girl is 18 years old today.” My dad says coming into my room and I groan louder. “Come on. Your breakfast is getting cold.” He says and my mom giggles. I look over at him and see a little bit of baking flower on his face. I burst out laughing. “What’s so funny?” He asks.
“You have baking flower on your face.” I say while laughing and pointing at his head. He starts laughing along with us.
“I’m going to miss this.” My mother says wiping tears from her face.
“What are you going to miss?” I ask after catching my breath.
“You’re leaving for collage next week.” My father says. “You’re basically moving out on your own.” He looks over at my mother with a sad look. “We want you to go to college at the same time we don’t want our baby girl to leave the nest.” He explains.
“Alright, enough sad things for now. Let’s celebrate.” My mother says standing up from my bed. “Let’s go.” She says grabbing my hand and almost pulling me off my comfy bed.
“Okay. Okay. Can I get dressed?” I ask looking down at my tank top and shorts. I look back up at my parents and see my mother shaking her head. “What? Why not?” I ask.
“Because you’ll take forever and then you won’t eat anything.” My mother says. “Now, come on.” She waves for me to follow them. I groan but none the less follow her.
I wish I could freeze this and make it last forever. As soon as that goes through my head everything around me freezes. I bump into my father, but he doesn’t move. “What the fuck?” I say as I move in front of them and wave my hands in their faces. “What just happened?” I panic. “Mom, Dad.” I barely squeak out as the panic starts taking over. What did I do? Did I do this? How do I fix this? I want them to be able to move. Just as that flies through my head. They move forward. As they move forward, they bump into me making me fall onto my ass. They look down at me.
“How did you get in front of us?” My mother asks as my father extends his hand out to help me up.
“I have no idea.” I say as I let my father pull me up from the ground. “Let’s get this day going.” I say faking excitement. I don’t think that I can tell them what really happened. Why do I feel like I can’t tell them? I’ve never kept anything from them. Why do I feel like I need to start hiding anything now?
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It’s been five days since my 18th birthday. I’ve had things fly towards me when I squint at the item. If I get overly emotional (any emotion) golden like sparks fly from my fingertips. The most unexplainable then is my dreams. I keep dreaming of a handsome man with violet eyes, reaching out for me. He says “Princess, it’s almost time for you to come home.” Once he is standing in front of me, he says, “I’ll come and get you when it’s safe.” Then I wake up. I’ve been having this damn dream every night since my birthday. I leave for collage tomorrow. My mother has been fretting over everything that I’ve packed. Every time she frets, I try to calm her down, but it never works. I’m laying down on my bed just staring at the stars on my ceiling. I sigh as I hear footsteps coming towards my room. “Aurora.” My mother says knocking on my door. “Can I come in?” She asks.
“Sure.” I say sitting up. “What’s up, mom?” She just looks at me.
“You know your where adopted, right?” She asks looking down at her hands.
“Yes, why?” I say. It was kind of hard not the know that when I look so different from them.
“Well, the college you are heading to is in the town we found you.” She says while ringing her hands. I stand up and make my way over to her through all the boxes.
“You know that I love you. You're always going to be my mother.” I say as I pull her into a hug. She starts sobbing. Now, I know why she has been fretting over everything. She feels out of control. “I will always love you. No need to worry about that.” I pull back and look at her with a smile. “Now worrying if I pass all my classes is completely different. That’s one I would recommend you worrying about.” I joke and she laughs through the tears. “Now, I need to get to bed. I got a long drive tomorrow. I love you.” I say to her as I turn to make my back through the boxes.
“I love you too. Sleep well, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” She says shutting my door. I hear her retreat towards her room. As I lay down on my bed I fall into a restless sleep. Dreaming of this man.
