GENRE: Young Adult Psychological Thriller
Sometimes when I’m asleep, I dream about you.
Not in a creepy way. It’s just… I wonder. I wonder if you realize the seasons are changing, the leaves are turning red and falling, and you remain as pale as I’ve ever seen. Like what they’re saying… like it’s right.
Like Icarus you fell, because you flew too close to the sun… and here I sit with the reds and yellows and browns.
Do you remember me?
I wake up to the sound of the bell ringing and Mr. Cartshire’s face hanging over me. I jump and stifle a yelp.
“Sleeping during class again, Miss Brender?” He cocks a furry salt and pepper eyebrow at me.
“Sorry,” I mumble. I can see my face turning fire hydrant red in the lenses of his glasses. The sounds of the rest of the school drift in from the hallway.
Quickly, I stand and collect my things, and he steps back, watching me in an addled sort of way.
“Are you alright, Miss Brender? That’s the third time this week.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Cartshire.” I’m at the door, my heart pounding and my mind already racing on to my next class hour and trying to stay awake.
“Miss Brender –” the old teacher calls after me, but I’m already gone.