Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyer.

Learning to Trust, Again

Yay! The weekend was finally here and I could sit back and relax at home. I started to plan out my weekend. I would probably start with some homework tonight and then laundry, so I had the weekend to do as I please. I glanced at the clock. 3:25. That meant I had about 3 hours until anyone returned home for the day.

I decided to start on my homework load. Nothing too terrible, just some reading including The Bean Trees and A Tale of Two Cities. I also had some Geometry homework to attempt to sift through. As I sat down to begin reading, I was struck with an ominous feeling flooding through me that refused to leave. I had to keep reminding myself that I was safely in my house where no one could hurt me. I began to read despite the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach.

I got so caught up in the book that by the time I next looked at the clock, I was already 6:00. Reading always helped to ease my stress. I decided I should go start dinner so it was ready by 6:30 when everyone got home. What to make, what to make. Since it was Friday and I was in a good mood, I decided to make Steak Stir-Fry. I went to the fridge to get a variety of vegetables and the meat. I started the oil in the wok and went to the pantry to get the teriyaki sauce. I put the vegetables in when the oil was hot and sat down on the couch to try to sift through my geometry homework. We had started Trigonometry, which made it even more difficult. Why did I care what the angle or side ratios where? As I was sitting on the couch, I heard a creak from upstairs. The feeling of unease suddenly rushed through my system again. And I was reminded of my earlier unease.

No one is coming to get you.

You are completely safe.

Stop worrying you're fine.

I tensed up and sat on the edge of the couch listening to every creak and noise throughout the house. Suddenly everything went black...

I woke up to the smell of something burning...

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