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I must have fallen asleep, I woke up on the couch at coffee house, Starbucks? My large porcelain coffee mug sits before me and I reach out to pick it up. It’s so heavy, I can barely lift it.
“ You need some help.” Its Willow, she is in a catholic school girls outfit.
“ No, I have always done this on my own.” I try to lift it again and Willow laughs.
“ You are going about it all wrong, you always have. I should expect no less from a demon.” I look up and in willows place stands my father, he grabs, and we are no longer in Starbucks but in the fountain . “ If you float you are a witch if you drown…”
I wake up with a start, I touch my face expecting to be wet. People are looking at me, my heart begins to race and I straighten up, wipe the drool from my face.
“Ahhhh Ms. Maclay, how nice of you to join us. I would like to talk to you in private after class. Alright people class dismissed.” Professor Walsh says and the students start to gather their things and file out of the room. I stand up, put my books away, and head to the front of the class.
“ Ms. Maclay, I know you are a narcissistic freshman who thinks she can do whatever wants when she wants even at the expense of everyone around her but I will not tolerate such behavior in my class. You have good grades, not exceptional though and they have been steadily dropping. I want you to do whatever it takes to get back on track. I will not tolerate another day like today.”
“ You need some help.” Its Willow, she is in a catholic school girls outfit.
“ No, I have always done this on my own.” I try to lift it again and Willow laughs.
“ You are going about it all wrong, you always have. I should expect no less from a demon.” I look up and in willows place stands my father, he grabs, and we are no longer in Starbucks but in the fountain . “ If you float you are a witch if you drown…”
I wake up with a start, I touch my face expecting to be wet. People are looking at me, my heart begins to race and I straighten up, wipe the drool from my face.
“Ahhhh Ms. Maclay, how nice of you to join us. I would like to talk to you in private after class. Alright people class dismissed.” Professor Walsh says and the students start to gather their things and file out of the room. I stand up, put my books away, and head to the front of the class.
“ Ms. Maclay, I know you are a narcissistic freshman who thinks she can do whatever wants when she wants even at the expense of everyone around her but I will not tolerate such behavior in my class. You have good grades, not exceptional though and they have been steadily dropping. I want you to do whatever it takes to get back on track. I will not tolerate another day like today.”