The Watch.Some people prefer the indoors, but I prefer it out side. This is where I'm truly free. But my story is crazy, and nobody believed it. Nobody wanted to accept the fact that I'm not like everyone else. I should start at the beginning...
The rough bark felt good against the skin on my hands. I had thought that my life was normal. And right at that moment, it was.
"Amethyst," Mom called. I hopped out of the tree, the one that faced the lake and hills.
I trudged all the way back to the house. Small, white, and completely the way I liked it. My mother, completely different from me, stood on the porch, waiting for me to return.
"How was it?" she asked. I knew she didn't care, but she was just trying to be nice.
"It was..." What word could describe that moment? "Amazing." I sighed on that last word.
"Dinner will be ready shortly. You should go wash up." She said it so proper, as if she was on a wealthy British show.
I went inside and walked all the way to the only bathroom on the main floor besides my parents' room. I washed my hands and took my time.
The smell of the entire house was filled with chicken pot pie. My parents knew I didn't eat that, so Mom prepared me a salad.
"Dinner!" Mom called. I walked into the dining room, where Dad sat and Mom served the food.
I sat, and examined my food. Lettuce, tomato, cucumber, croutons, and french dressing. My favorite.
Mom and Dad grab each other's hands and then both grab mine. I bow my head.
"Lord Heavenly Father," Dad began. "Thank you for this amazing time you have given us, everyone together, and food on our plates." It sounded like he muttered something like 'And let us survive this dinner.' "Amen."
I start eating my salad, staying quiet because that's how I am.
"Amethyst," Mom began, true regret was in her eyes. "Amethyst, your father and I have something we need to tell you."
I nodded, as if to say 'Go on.'
"I'm just going to say it," Dad said. "Sweetie, you're not our child."
My mouth dropped open. "Excuse me, WHAT did you say?"
Mom was quick to patch that up before too much anger came out. "What your father meant was, you were adopted."
"We didn't think you were mature enough before, but now we think you are." I just stared at them. Adopted. Hmm... Well, it explains quite a lot, actually.
Both my mom and dad had black hair, green eyes, and tan skin. I, on the other hand, had brown hair, blue-black eyes, and pale skin.
"May I be excused?" I asked. Mom nodded.
I stood up and walked to my room, a tear slipped down my cheek.
I sat on my bed, staring around my room. The bed was in the center of the room, against the far wall. It was green and brown, my favorite colors, as weird as it sounds. I had a closet, a vanity, and a full-body mirror. I could see myself in that mirror as I sat there, the single clear tear resting on my pale cheek.
Something shiny had caught my eye. It was golden. I looked down beside me, and saw a golden pocket watch.
I grabbed it in my hand, closing my fingers around the cold metal. I didn't even ask myself, at that time, where it came from. I was just comforted by it's appearing there.
I examined it. I felt all around it. There was a button at the top. I pressed it, and shock filled me.
I was no longer in my room. But I was in a room of fire. Just fire everywhere. I lifted my finger off the button, gasping for air. I pressed it again, but this time found myself sitting in a river. Nothing in sight but water. No trees, nothing. I lifted it again. And pressed back down. I was in the sky, being blown around by wind, bouncing off clouds. Release. Press down.
Earth. Trees, hills, leaves, flowers, earth. And a woman. She looked like me, but older, and wearing a green flowing dress. Release.
The only thought i had was, elements.
The elements of fire, water, air, and earth.
I looked at the clock, and saw that 3 hours had went by while I was fiddling with the watch. It was now 9 o'clock.
I changed into my sleep clothes, crawled into bed, and dreamed of the elements. And I knew. I knew who I was.