What if you could control something with a thought? What if you could travel to worlds no one knew existed? We all know this is not possible, but what if it was? What if it is?
Charles always knew he was different from the other kids his age. He was the smartest, the best at sport’s, and hard working at any task he got. In fact, there were few things he wasn’t good at, and as you might guess this made the kids in his school envious and jealous, despite being a nice guy.
Charles was short for his age, but fit, and very fast. He had long brown hair, parted to the side, and bright blue eyes that seemed too glow in the dark. He had a slender frame, but a strong body that made him excel at almost every physical activity.
Despite his physical strengths, he had a few disadvantages in his life. First of all, his family was very poor, and often couldn’t pay the little amount of taxes that they had to pay. Also, his dad had left him and his mom while little Charles was only one year old, leaving his mom (Anne) to support them all by herself, which made her often stressed, and sad.
Despite getting abandoned by Charles father, he could tell his mom still loved his father, and acted like it was natural for his father to leave, and in total, acted like he was not regular, but different than most people.
Anyways, when Charles went to school, people found out about this, and teased him because of it.
When Charles left the school, he was getting bullied again; a pattern that seemed to happen every day. As he walked, the kids threw out insults like “freak,” and “loser,” but he didn’t care about what they said, he just wanted to get back to his home; if you could even call it a home.
He finally made it past them and started running home, his house being a half mile away. As he jogged home, he thought about his day, which was as usual, not very good
“I wish I didn’t have to go to school,” he muttered to himself.
As he ran onto his yard, his eyes scanned over the dump of a house. His home consisted of a rundown house, with a cracked stone pathway that led to an old doorway. The house had leaks in many places, making the house rotten and very fragile. It was very old, making him surprised it hadn’t been torn down yet.
When he walked in, his mom called out, climbing the stairs of the old basement, “You’re home! How was school?”
“It was okay,” he mumbled.
“You don’t sound like it was okay,” she replied.
Looking up, he shot his mom a look, silently asking her to leave it alone.
“Okay then. I decided you need something to take your mind off school,” she said. “We are going to Montauk,”
Charles groaned, “Do I have to. The place we stayed last time was old, moldy, and there wasn’t even a shower.”
His mother grimaced, “Come on, I’m doing this for you, besides, it’s the last place I saw your father, and it’s very important to me.”
Looking at his mother’s face, he knew he couldn’t refuse. “Okay, I’ll come.” He said, though later, he would have done anything to stay at home.
After the final day of school, his mom rented a car, and drove they off to Montauk, a 2–hour drive from where they lived. Having nothing to do while they drove, Charles was bored out-of-his-mind. “There’s nothing to do,” He grumbled.
“Try looking outside,” she replied, “It’s a beautiful day,”
Knowing that complaining wouldn’t help, he sighed, rolling over to look out the window. Looking out one last time, he closed his eyes, and tried to sleep.
Charles woke up to the sound of his mom’s voice, telling him to wake up. He sat up, blinking his eyes a few times in disbelief, looking at the cabin they would be living in for the weekend. As his eyes scrolled over the cabin, his jaw dropped.
Now you need to understand. Don’t go ahead thinking this was a massive, two story cabin, with anything you could ever want in it, but rather just a smaller, one floor house. One that would probably be the size of the average house in America today. If you are wondering why he would be excited about being in a place like this, you have to remember the house he lived in. Compared to the house Charles usually lived in, the house looked like paradise, but now back to the story.
Charles walked around the cabin, not believing his eyes. There was a TV, two real beds, and even a back deck overlooking the ocean
He ran to the entrance where his mom was unpacking her stuff. “Thank-you!” he said as he hugged his mom, “This is the best present I’ve ever gotten.”
His mom smiled, a tear running down her cheek, “It’s the most I could do” She replied, “I feel terrible for making you put up with everything.”
He started protesting, and then stopped when he heard a knock at the door. “Come in,” His mom called. The door opened and a tall, handsome man walked through. Charles looked over at his mom’s face to see what she was thinking, and when he looked, it was pale, and filled with disbelief. Then she ran up to the man and hugged him.
After a moment, he said, “Forgive me Anne, I wish I didn’t have to leave, but you know why I had to. Now let me talk to my son, I have something important to tell him, and it is important if he is to be ready on time, cause if he isn’t, his death may be near.