The Life of Emma Jones

Kristina Benoit

© Copyright 2011 by  Kristina Benoit



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Tears running down my cheek, as I run for my life as a murderer come chasing after me. I ran into my room, locking the door. I grabbed my bag and packed all the things I needed, then I opened my window and jumped as soon I fell to the ground from the window, he saw me trying his best to come get me, to kill me. As I staggered to my feet, I ran faster than I ever ran in my life. Then I remembered I had my phone, so I dialed 9-1-1.

But as I was to say my problem, he grabbed me and broke my phone. He started strangling me. Then I escaped his grip and round-kicked him. Causing him to fall on the ground, he hit his head, and was knocked unconscious. Then I ran even MORE. I ran in front of a car, it was inches away from hitting me, but I was saved. It was a guy, he was tall, attractive, he looked about the same age as me, dark hair, brown eyes, and he was wearing a navy blue hoodie and jeans and Nikes. “Are you ok?” he asked “yes I’m fine.” I replied. He helped me up. “What’s your name?” he asked “my name is Emma.” I replied. “My name’s Dan. He said. Then I saw the man who tried to kill me start to get up .Dan realized that I was turning pale and I felt like I was going to blackout. Then Dan picked me up and started running, like he knew what was going on. Then, well I blacked out.

Anyway, my name’s Emma Jones , I’m 15 years old , my parents were happily married , after I turned 7, my mom disappeared in a bizarre accident ,they never found her. After that, my Dad became a drunk; I lived with my grandparents until I was 14. When I came back home, I found my dad in his chair, STILL drinking. We gained our 1st father-daughter relationship right after I convinced him to stop, just today; he was murdered right in front of me. This leads us up back to where we were before. I woke up in the hospital, Dan sleeping in the chair , next to my bed , then I realized his hand is bandaged , then I thought ‘ he could’ve been fighting for me?’. But I don’t even know him that well; I wonder why he was so worried I guess that’s his nature, helping people in need.

He woke up after me, he looked at me with his soft brown eyes, and like he was relieved of seeing me then he smiled. Ok, I’m a girl I have feelings when I saw him smile, my heart started racing and I felt my face turning red and hot. “What happened?” I asked. ”after you blacked out there was this guy chasing me , then he pushed me in an alley and started attacking , then I knocked him out and called the cops and I snagged this out of his pocket .” he replied. He showed me a stack of folded papers, I opened them and read them carefully, and then I couldn’t believe it, there was this glowing light. Then Dan turned around, and saw me and like some kind of state that caused my eyes to glow and lighting started to strike down from the sky. Dan started calling my name and removed the papers from my hand and held my hands and kept calling my name, then I started calming down, my eyes stopped glowing, the weather started to calm down.

Then I realized I was back to normal and he was holding my hands.

I felt out of breath he let go of my hands and got me some water, “ I saw my parents , like they were telling me how I was genetically mutated I had all sorts of powers I have powers to control weather ,fly run faster than the speed of light, and draw metal towards me .” Dan looked sort of shocked. “You probably think I’m some kind of freak now?” I asked. “Actually no. not only because it’s actually pretty cool and I have abilities like yours too.” he replied with a smile.

“Really what powers do you have?” I asked eagerly “well I can read minds, telekinesis, and breathe underwater.” He replied. “Whoa wait, READ minds?” I asked. “Yup, yeah you have a couple thoughts of your own.” He said with a laugh. I felt my face turning hot and red again!

“Miss Collins, you’ll be able to leave the hospital tomorrow, oh! Uh is this your boyfriend?” the nurse asked.

If my face gets any warmer I’ll faint of heat stroke.

Wait! Is Dan blushing? OMG!

“I’m kidding.” the nurse said

I let out a sigh of embarrassment.

Then the nurse left. I started feeling sleepy then I fell asleep. Then the next day it was sunny but colder because it’s December like only 2 days before Christmas. I realized Dan stayed again. Aww he’s so sweet.

So we both woke up, he left the room I got dressed in normal clothes. Then we left and he took me to get some REAL food I guess there’s nothing wrong with hospital foo- yeah it’s not good. He didn’t have to but still.

As we were leaving, we ended up under the mistletoe; at first I didn’t notice the mistletoe until I looked up. I was pretty nervous, but then he put two fingers under my chin and leaned down (only a little he’s like two inches taller than Me. anyway) and kissed me. I wasn’t sure if my leg was up or not. I wasn’t even sure, if people in the restaurant were applauding or my heart beating against my chest. We pulled away, I bit my lip and I was blushing. Then we walked out of the restaurant, and since I didn’t have a place to stay so I just slept on his couch. He kissed me goodnight.

Then as I was sleeping, it happened again, but instead of seeing my parents, I saw the man who killed my father, the man who tried to kill me. I found out about his life, how he was raised, his name was Cyrus, he was a good kid but, he had an abusive father, then apparently went totally went psycho.

Then I saw a flash of my father’s death, he had no reason but once again he was mentally insane. A storm violently formed outside which woke Dan up. He came downstairs, once again trying to calm me down, but it wouldn’t work, so he grabbed my hands still trying to talk me out of it, but still no luck. So he kissed me, the storm started to calm down my eyes stopped glowing and I was back.

“I saw him.” I said “the man who killed my father.”

Then I had this raging headache and it was like time froze.

It was like I was having a vision, I saw Cyrus escaping from prison, killing anyone in his way, holding a picture of my family with my parents faces crossed out and mine circled and he had an evil grin on his face.

I snapped out of it. “Emma, are you ok?” Dan asked

“No im not, he escaped.” I replied, “who??’ Dan asked

“Cyrus.” I said. “He’s after ME.”

“How do you know?” he asked. Then I explained everything that just happened.” Does that mean …. He could’ve killed your mother or hired someone?” he asked. Then he saw my facial expression, “sorry I didn’t--.” He tried to say, but I cut him off “it’s ok.”

My eyes started glowing AGAIN! But I could control it; I held my hand up to the TV. It showed Cyrus with someone in chains, it was a woman, she looked like me, and then I realized it was my mother, Kelly Jones. Then I realized where she was, she was in my house, the place where I grew up and the place where my father was murdered.

Everything went back to normal, and then I looked at Dan, with tears in my eyes “she’s alive,” “and I know exactly where she is. “ I said

I realized it was 4 in the morning, but that didn’t stop me. I got my jacket and my shoes and walked out. He followed me, “wait where are you going?” he asked “home.” I replied “I’m going to save my mom, from that psycho.” I said.

“Do you even know how to control your powers?” he asked

“Sort of,” I replied “like when my eyes started glowing I controlled it then.”

“we’re not gonna be able to save your mom , if we can’t control our powers, so I already know you can control your powers on super speed and controlling weather patterns, now all we need is flying.” He said

“I never really tried.” I replied. “Well I guess it’s time you could try now.” He said. I walked outside, “Close your eyes and let the wind carry you as you defy gravity.” He said.

I jumped up and flew, I opened my eyes and realized I was soaring through the clouds, then I soared in a circle , then landed where Dan was standing, I sort-of made a rough landing and ended up falling on him, I guess I should work on that a little more.

“Sorry.” I said. “Oh, it’s ok. “

“You ready?” he asked.

“I’m ready.” I replied.

The next day we finally left to go to my house, to retrieve my mother.

If Cyrus hurt or hurts her in anyway, he’s gonna regret it.

“He might have the house surrounded.” Dan said.

“It doesn’t matter I’m not leaving that house without my mother.” I replied.

For some reason, I kept the key to the house, so we got out of the car, and I went to the door, it was unlocked, so someone was here, but I wasn’t actually sure.

Then I realized someone was behind me but it wasn’t Dan, it was HIM, Cyrus. I could tell from the time, he nearly killed me (in the beginning he tried to kill me, if you were paying attention.)

Then he touched my shoulder, I twisted his wrist, kicked him, causing him to hit the wall, and I left my foot where his neck was, as I stared into his cold affectionless gray eyes.

Then Dan walked in, “Where is she?”

“Where’s my mother?” I asked him.

“I have no idea, what you’re talking about.” Cyrus replied.

“He’s lying, she downstairs in the basement.” Dan interrupted.

Then I spin-kicked Cyrus in the face then handcuffed him to a chair, and I went downstairs to the basement, and found her , she looked hurt , but still alive. I ran to her and woke her up. Her eyes were blue, and her hair was brown just like mine.

“Mom, Wake up, it’s me Emma,” I said.

“Emma? You’re alive; I thought he would’ve killed you by now.” She said with tears of joy.

“No, I’m fine and I’m going to get you out of here.” My eyes started glowing again. I broke the chains and went back to normal. I helped my mom up and we started walking up the stairs to get her, out of this place that I USED to call home.

I got my mother and Dan called the cops once again, but put some really cool unbreakable handcuffs on Cyrus, so he wouldn’t escape.

We were going to get in the car but, instead I had to fly my mom AND Dan back home, trust me it wasn’t easy, but we made it.

Can't believe we finished that all in a week.  I'm happy with my mother and my boyfriend.

My mom approves (yes!).

It may be the end of this story, but trust me there's more to come.

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