TITLE: Curse of the Granville Fortune
GENRE: Middle Grade Fantasy
I'd heard of signs of the apocalypse, but I didn't know that one of them was a crazy guy wandering out of a forest and into my favorite hangout. OK, it wasn't exactly the end of the world, but it was the end of the life I'd known for the past twelve years.
It started like any other day off from school. Dad left for work, for who knows how long, on some big court case. Mom was clipping coupons to save every penny possible. And my sister, Holly, and I had gone to the park to try out the new bike ramps. I was about to climb the biggest ramp when the vision hit me. Some people might think having visions was cool, but for me it was a curse.
I clutched the handlebars, trying to steady the bike. But my hands and arms tingled with a warmth that made me sweat like a freak. Not now! I couldn't have a vision here. Holly would think I was having a fit or something.
"J.B., what's wrong?" Holly asked, as my bike swerved.
I've never told anyone about the visions. I didn't want to be labeled a head case and forced to see some shrink. But I could feel Holly's eyes on me as my body shook. I didn't have a choice. I purposely missed the bike ramp and crashed into a bush, hoping the accident would cover up the strange things that were about to happen to me.