Rachel: Lost in Time

Chapter One
Rachel
It had been a normal, just positively okay day. Nothing really exciting was happening. I opened my locker, at the same time, my friend Kira opened hers. She got out her lunch box. “I’ll be there in a minute.” I said. My crush was coming down the hall, and I wanted to see if he would ask me out. It turns out I was almost right. I was in such a lovey-dovey mindset, that I didn’t even notice the buzzing around me. He was saying “Ummmm… you know the home… But then suddenly I was pulled from the scene. I was pulled by every part of my body, and swirling through space. I had no idea about what was going on. I couldn’t understand the distant jabber flying around me.
I fell into a little countryside house. I was wearing a dress. A long, to my toes dress. It was baby blue, and had silk button hooks up the front. The pattern on the dress was of close to the same color, and was a design of swirls. A lady was talking to me. I was really confused. She didn’t explain anything to me. She was acting like nothing at all had happened. She looked middle aged and her hair was turning slightly gray. She had a dress on like me, but hers was brown with a white apron. She smelled like she had been in the kitchen, baking bread. It took me a while to realize, that, she was supposed to be my mother. She was talking to me and stroking my hair. Instead of my usual ponytail, it was put up into a knot close to the top of my head.
She was talking about maybe moving to the West because of the Homestead Act and that it was such a good deal. I wondered why I was in such a nice dress and why my “Mother’s” was not so nice, and what year was it. Wait, I started to remember my American Studies class, we had just learned about it…. The Homestead Act was in…… 1862! Omg! I thought. “Now, go, shoo, go to Felicity’s house for tea, but remember, we leave in three days.” She said, giving me a little push and shut the door behind me.
I was stunned. I really didn’t understand what was happening. As I walked down the path at the front of the house, I pondered what had happened. I learned in Science class that time travel was mathematically possible, but not physically. Now that I think about it, A Wrinkle in Time seemed pretty believable. There was only one house in sight, so I assumed that it was the girl Felicity’s house. I knocked on the door, trying to put my best manners forth. The person who answered the door was a young lady, about my age. This was probably Felicity. Her hair was a plain brown, tied back into a semi-loose braid. She said nothing, but led me to small table, with a neat red tablecloth. Felicity brought a tea set onto the table. She filled her cup, and then waited. I tried to be polite, but she was just too dull and annoying. Instead of filling mine, she stared into my eyes. “I knew you would come.”

Maybe

All I can think about
at night
at day
I
something
maybe its you
maybe I just
need something
maybe I need
someone who cares
about me
and others
who shares my opinions
my loves
who understands
my actions
I know that perfect someone
isn't out there
but maybe
you will
be sufficent
maybe
you can help me
through
my rough
tough time
and help me
again and again
but let me help you

As I lie awake
at night
in bed
I need
I wonder
I think
that
maybe others need
to understand
maybe
I'm to old
no matter what age
I AM older
I think older
and like an adult
should I be
in a different body
should I hang
out
with none of you
should I ask
for all I need
I don't anyways
I don't even think
I could get
anything
even though
I don't now
it probably won't make a difference
'cause
no one understands
no one cares
no one wants to listen
maybe
I do need someone
maybe
I do need
to have some fun
maybe other people
need to work too
maybe
I have changed enough
but no one else has
maybe
its not my fault.

The Blinds PART 2

The strange man came again, in my dreams. It felt real though. I went to the windowsill where he had almost come in. I could see the scuff of his soft shoe. I could feel the air whoosh around my head for a minute, imagining he had just come in. Suddenly, I really did feel the air. I saw the clouds part, and a woman came through. I rubbed my eyes, I couldn’t be seeing right. I looked again; a woman was walking towards me. I felt cold, very cold. The woman took my hand a rushed me away. I was flying! I felt better, better immediately. I felt what the old folks said fresh air felt like. The old folk were always considered crazy. I felt, different, and happy. Happier than I had ever been before in my whole life. My ride ended. I landed on something, a temple floor. At least, that’s what it looked like. Feeling woozy, I fell to the ground. Once again, my eyes closed, but this time I was even more confused than the first time.

Chicken's Head

Softly
the doors close
quickly behind me
the windows
they lock
as if they are ancient
they creak
a head rests on the sill
Why is it here?
and then the ceilings
shivering
as if with fear
moving
are the mice
nibbling at the floor
of the attic
my ceiling
a giant bug
crawls
out into the open
I hear a scream
I can't tell
if I am connected
to that noise
the door opens
the windows creak
again
they are open too
I walk out
to find
a headless chicken
waiting for me
at the door.

The Rain

a rainbow
shimmers
below me
looking down
I can see
confusion
nothing
and everything
so
nothing is
a figment of
IMAGINATION
and everything
is a piece
of my
THOUGHTS
is everything nothing?
is nothing everything?
do we know it ALL?
IS IT ALL?
or is it just what we think about,
only?
can we think
differently?
are we crazy,
or are we sane?
is there a difference?
you decide
are you
or are you not
is everyone else
or are they
not.

Water Spirtzer

a color in between
red and
blue
with a nozzle
to point
shoot
and squirt
a basin
at the bottom
holds
water.

They are Four

The four
elements
they swirl
up around me
I reach up
hoping for control
to gain it
and to keep it
the slabs of stone
beside me
all around me
are still
when everything
else
is moving
twirling
finally
I gain control
me
my circle
of
solid rock
are lifted
up
into
space.

The Blinds

Sunlight filled the room as I paced across the floor. The light was blinding. My eyes were burning, and my sense of taste was fading. I heard music notes flowing and pulsing through my body. I walked towards the window, and closed the blinds. I knew I was in trouble, I knew the whole world was in trouble. No one could go outside, with out becoming radioactive. I knew a lot, but what I didn’t know was that I would find out even more in the next few minutes.
I heard something from the window. I opened the blinds and my mind was a buzz again. All I could hear was Liiiiiizzzzzaaaa! Liiiiizzzzaaaa! I couldn’t breathe, I didn’t know what was going on, but I looked out the window. Instantly, I looked away. Liiiiiizzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaaa! I heard once more. I forced myself to look at the window again, and I saw something. Bright blue spots were dancing in front of my eyes. I heard my name, and then I saw.
Something came out of one of the blinding blue spots. He looked almost human. His head was shaved and his ears were slightly pointed. It looked like he was wearing fake pads on his abs and arms, he was so buff. He was wearing a robe, that was as blue as the night, when the sun has gone down, but some of the light is still there. He turned, and swept away into the cloudless sunshine.
That night at dinner, I didn’t tell my parents what I had seen. They would think I was crazy and put me in the dreary guest room, with no windows and paintings of dead people on the walls. I pushed my sardines and canned corn around on my plate, so that the sardine heads were inside corn kernels, and the scales were corn too. I have always considered myself as a perfectionist, artist type of person. So, I didn’t care much for my corn sardines, I was too busy thinking about what I had seen.
I went upstairs and up to bed, I was too confused to think. I closed my eyes….

My November Sky

The glow of that jewel
of fire sets
on November skies
the blue corn
moon
rises
on the indigo flowered with stars
sky
I wish
that someday
I could feel
the breeze
as the moon
falls by
scraping the sky
slowly
soaring far
over my head
taking all night
I watch
until I fall asleep
curled up
with thistle
on the cool hill
with dew forming
all around me
I wake up
the moon
has fallen
all the way
and that jewel of fire
is rising
rising above the hill
I wish
I could feel
the heat
in the blue corn sky
on that November morning
I tried
I reached up
through the wind
but
I couldn't quite
feel
the heat
I sat down again
on the now frozen hill
shivering
I knew I would be back
tomorrow
so I turned my back
and left that hill
then
that very moment.

Starting Again

Walking
Through an unknown place
I feel as if I can never go back
This is a new beginning
For my life
Not just me
I started something new
To affect all
Needing to know
What life would be if it was different
Or if I took a different path
For my life.

Home is....

Where you feel
Comfortable
Safe
Happy
Help others
Where your room is your own
Where you feel at rest
Where you can sleep at night
Where others love
You
And happily you love them
Back
And there are fights
Often or never
But that’s the human nature
If you can get past that
Everywhere
Is
Home.

Going Through

Starting over
Is an adventure
A struggle
A party
And a happiness threatening procedure
But everyone must
So with that
I went through
And came out
Me.

Passage into New Thoughts

Fate
Knocking on our door
You run the wrong way
Through a passage
That we have never been through, before
Out on to the cliff
You are breathless
From the view
You need to run and hide
But we are trapped
In this mass world of stars
Your life had a purpose
And that’s what we think about
Then, at that very moment
You don’t realize it anymore
But time is passing by
You sit down
Cross legged
And look up at
The pale moon
The light shining up against your cheeks
Your face is lit up
With the magic
Of the world.

Strange

Doing things
Others don’t
Don’t be afraid
To be different
We all
Follow dreams
Don’t remind yourself
Where you should be
But you need to
Like anyone
Follow through
Make sure
Everything’s
All right
Make sure
You know every step behind your back
Make sure
You know how
Friends
Really
Feel
But if you’re the friend
Of someone odd
Just make sure
You follow
Through
And through
Make sure you know
Everything
Just everything
That you need to know
Don’t be afraid
Don’t be left behind
Don’t try to change
The different one
Don’t be that person
To hurt her feelings
Don’t try to
Pick and pretend
But look inside
And you will see
That difference
In heart
That’s important
If you can’t see
Into the heart
You need to change
Yourself
‘cause
You can’t stand her
You can’t hang enough
Neither one of you
Understands
What has happened
You could blame it on each other
And you would be partially right
Because
Its both of your faults
No one can read the other
No one is predictable
No one is perfect
Just try to be
Some one who
Makes everyone feel good
And reaches out
So that people know
That everyone
Can see
Anything
That they want
That they need
In this person
In any person
If you
Just try
And look
Close enough
You might find
You’re new best friend
Or someone to hang with
When you’re bored
Or upset and annoyed
Its funny how
Some are blind
Don’t say you aren’t
Most are
You need to understand
Even the odd girls
Have troubles
Have feelings
Have a life
Whether it’s like yours
I don’t know
But does it really matter
If you are or they are different
Does it matter
How they do in school
How they look
If you can look
Inside
Find your way
Read her
You can
Get her
Even though you are different
You can buy her with some friendship there
Some fun times here
But don’t abandon her afterwards
Just because she doesn’t know
What she is
Who she is
What she’s gonna be
Or if she decides
That something
Different
Is for her
Or that she is different than you thought she would be
Because
She’ll stay at your side
When you’re in trouble
She will make sure you aren’t hurt too much
If she can help it
She may be a tomboy
You may be a fashionista
But you are still the same
You have the same
Things
That made you friends before
They’re just hidden
Now
If you’re the odd one
Singled out
Yelled at every mistake
And misunderstood
You need to do the same things
That the friend does
You need to work together
You may not think
You are this one
You may think
That you’re just fine
That’s great
Follow the same rules
As before
As everyone else should
Just keep looking around
For those odd people singled out
Odd like you
Or
Maybe you think not
With something
To bond with
Like anyone
Who has feelings
Like anyone inside
Is strange and crazy
Some people show crazy
But no one shows
The inside
From their rough and tough shell
Like a turtle
Soft on the inside
Just make sure
When you poke through
Don’t hit the wrong spot
Or you’re gonna
Be in some trouble with
Their outer shell
So
Watch out
Beware
Follow through
And make sure
The odd ones
With you.