Forever Changed - By Jamie Gibson Page 0,39
his broken body. I was afraid now, because I watched as a brilliantly white light crept down my arms and engulfed his body.
I watched, as the light raised my father off his bed. It lifted him up in the air. He was completely covered in this light and I still had a grip on his ankle. I was amazed and wondered how this could be a witch’s source of power. How in the world can this be happening?
I felt a blast of white light coming out of his body, and all around the room. The blast from the light coming out of his body slammed me into the wall that was behind me.
I hit my head pretty hard. I tried to stand up, but my feet wouldn’t move. All I could feel was the throbbing in my head, from the impact of my body being slammed into the wall. I was dizzy, but I managed to lift my head just enough to watch, as the white light gently laid my father back on the bed and disappeared.
I passed out.
Chapter 27
I woke with a massive headache and to three sets of eyes watching me, Landon, my mother, and my father. They were talking, but I couldn’t make out their words. My father looked amazing, no signs of being tortured and no sign of ever being beaten. Landon had creases in his eyes with a worried cast over them. My mother was smiling at me. Why was she smiling? Why she was not worried, made me wonder more.
Slowly, I started focusing and I could hear what was being said, “Elizabeth, are you ok?” Landon asked in a panic, with worried eyes.
“Yes, I am ok. Just a little weak is all.” I said, slurring my words, like I was drunk.
“I am so very proud of you Elizabeth,” my father said beaming.
My mother just stood there smiling at me and I was thinking maybe she has finally cracked. Maybe with all the stress and the anxiety was too much for her to handle. I hope not, it was hard enough dealing with a cry baby demon. I couldn’t imagine dealing with a nutcase witch.
I had realized that I was not lying on the floor anymore; someone had moved me to the bed. “How did the light turn white?” I asked looking at my father. They all glanced at each other with a look of worry on their faces. Then looked back at me, I couldn’t help, but think that they were passing signals between them. I hit my head pretty hard and could be wrong.
“Well, when you channeled your anger and concentrated on healing me instead of killing me, your ummmm witch powers came out as a light of healing, instead of hands to murder.” My father said slowly.
“Well at least I did something right. How are you feeling?” I asked looking at my father. He looked like a totally different man and I was secretly proud of myself.
“I feel like a new man and I have you to thank, Elizabeth.” He said in awe, his eyes shining a little brighter.
“Can I go to bed now? I am so terribly exhausted.” I said weakly, but managed a small smile.
“Yes, you need too! You need your strength for when the Dark Lord comes.” Landon responded. “I will take you to bed.” He gently lifted me in his arms of steel, walked out of the room, and headed up the stairs. I was asleep before we got to the fifth step.
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“Do you feel better?” Landon said when I opened my eyes to his smile.
“Yes, yes I do. You?” I asked looking at him grinning.
“Better, now that you are awake. I have been going crazy without having someone to talk to, besides your mother and father. Who by the way have turned in to complete love birds.” Landon said with a look of disgust on his face.
“How long have I been asleep?” I asked with a little concern.
“Six days, 7 hours, and 15 minutes. Would you like the seconds, too?” Landon asked, looking a little snooty.
“Are you kidding me?” I asked in horror. “Have I really slept that long? Has anything happened? Oh no, I haven’t even had a shower. I need one now.” I didn’t give him time to reply. I got up and headed to the bathroom. Landon laughed the whole time.
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I felt better after taking a shower and getting some food in me. Wow, six days is a long time to sleep without food.