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pillows, a bamboo headboard . . .
    My train of thought
halted as the blackness of my eyelids slowly faded away, revealing an
accurate image of my room. I was amazed at what I was seeing;
everything was so vivid. But, the details of the image were slowly
fading away with my admiration, so I concentrated harder on the
particulars to bring everything to clarity.
    I have floor length
curtains that are purple, a white shag rug in the middle of the
floor, a small desk where I do my schooling, a full length mirror on
the back of my door . . .
    The complete image was
finally there. It looked like I could step forward and walk right
into my bedroom.
    Is
that what I'm supposed to do next? W alk
forward?
    Just as I was about to
take a step into my vision, a high pitched frequency filled my ears
and drowned out the quietness of my house. Panic overcame me as the
feeling of static electricity raged through my veins, making me feel
lit up with the stimulation of electrical current buzzing in my blood
cells. It was too much: the overwhelmingly loud sound and the feeling
of my body charged up with a foreign sensation. I soon lost control
of my thoughts and the image of my bedroom quickly faded away into my
dark eyelids.
    My eyes opened with a
jolt as if I had been startled from a deep sleep. I looked down at my
shaking hands and noticed that little electric charges were zapping
around my skin, like tiny little lightening bolts.
    My mom locked eyes with
me. “Are you okay?” she asked.
    “ Um, yeah, I
think so. I saw my room; it was like I could step right into it. But
I felt all these weird sensations and there was this loud sound
ringing in my ears and it scared me.”
    She looked at me with
mild concern before changing her expression to more of a pleasant
one. “That means you were doing it right.” She smiled and
pulled me in for a hug, but quickly pushed away when my body gave her
a hard shock. “Ouch! You're still pretty charged up!” she
laughed. We both giggled and went on poking each other, trying to get
the electricity out of my system.
    “ Hey Mom,”
I began, adding a spec of seriousness to our conversation, “when
I was little I remember the loud piercing sound in my ears, but I
don't remember the electric feeling that I have now. And I'm so
tired; I don't remember being tired before.”
    She stopped her gentle
poking and crossed her arms in front of her. “Well, you were
pretty young, so you probably just don't remember those parts about
it. But that's what happens when everyone in our bloodline teleports,
so I know you had to have felt those sensations when you ended up in
the basement.”
    “ Yeah,” I
said with a nod. “All the other times I had tried with you
before that I only remember hearing the sound and I was too afraid to
step forward into my vision. And then when I tried to go to the zoo I
actually leaned forward; I think that's why I was able to teleport
that time, because I moved toward it.”
    “ And you had
Daisy to help you along,” she added. “I think as a little
girl you tried to do it alone a lot without knowing that you needed
the energy from another living being.”
    “ Yeah, and
because of Daisy it actually worked.”
    My mom ran her fingers
through her hair and nodded. “Yeah, I feel bad about not fully
explaining your ability to you when you were younger. I never told
you that you and I need to have another living being's energy
touching us in order to teleport. I kept it from you as a protection,
because I didn't actually want you to teleport somewhere; you were
too young.”
    “ Well, I kind of
knew that something was up, because it was different when I practiced
with you and held your hands. When I was by myself nothing really
happened.”
    “ Yeah,” my
mom said with a smirk. “And when I tried to help you I still didn't tell you all the details. I was just secretly helping you
practice your skill and I knew you would be safe with me if you
teleported while I was with