Sarah Lesley

Learning why your weird, or unwanted, isn't always the best. I'm one of the rare people who have True Sight. Not like Rachel Dare has where she can see the godly world too, but I have True Sight. Godly True Sight. I see what the gods see.

And when I found out I had it, well, let's start out with HOW I found out I had it. I grew up with a fairly standard childhood. Until I turned seven. My parents gave me away to an orphanage, and that changed my entire life.

I may have been born with True Sight, but I only started realizing it then. Everything looks sharper. More, realistic and historical when I get emotional. Being given away was extremely emotional for me.

In the car ride, they explained to me that I was going away, and I suddenly started seeing giant blue men, and little white dots everywhere.

That night I was staring at the stars, and I actually saw lines connecting them. I saw the Big and Little Dipper, all the other ones, and a new one. A girl wielding a bow.

My life has been like that since I was given away, and my senses sharpen, I see more every year. It's a blessing and a curse. I've always seen it as both, but most of the time it's a curse.

I figured it out one day at school in May, when we had a new student come in. She said her name was Jennifer Goodall. She's a handicap and has crutches. When the teacher asked for a volunteer to spend the day with Jen, she said we should call her that, I was the only one who raised my hand.

She sat next to me in every class, and I helped her around the school and explained things to her. At the end of the day, just before we were going to be let out, we had a school meeting type thing.

Everyone went to the ginormous gym for a talk from the principal. I started at the principal, not liking what I was seeing. She started talking about the end of the year exams, and how we needed to make sure and get everything from our lockers. Me and Jen were in the back by Jacob.

Half way through her speech, I suddenly felt a piercing pain behind my eyes, and I was hit with a vision. I saw a creature. A lady cyclops, licking her lips and staring at, Jennifer and a guy named Jacob.

When my vision cleared I saw the principal slowly transforming, and I tackled Jen to the ground, grabbing Jacob on the way down. I heard a thump as a chair went flying above us, hitting the wall we were standing by not three seconds ago.

I heard screaming and gun shots, glass breaking, a distant howling, and one loud roar. I looked up into the face of an ugly, tall thing with one eye. Jen stands up and whacks it with one of her crutches.

"Whoa whoa whoa. You can walk?" Jacob asked.

"Now is NOT the time!" She said as she whacks it in the eye. "Sarah, get out! You and Jacob need to leave now!" I waited no further and grabbed Jacob's hand, probably not the smartest idea, and pulled him out of the gym.

In the parking lot, his blonde hair disheveled, he pulled on my hand forcing me to stop. "Wait." He said as he takes deep breaths. He leans back sighing. "Whew. Do you know what happened back there?" I can't answer or I'll start to cry.

Holding his hand made me see his past, present and future. He gives me a questioning look. "Hey. Are you okay?" My lips are trembling as he lets go of my hand and pulls me into a hug.

It was the most wonderful experience I've ever had. Then again, no on has ever tried to hug me. My heart fluttered, and a soft warm feeling spread around me. Something I've never felt before. Love. Kindness. Jacob was a generally nice person and no one had ever been nice to me.

He let go and held me at arms length. "What's the matter?"

"Uh, nothing. I guess that scared me." I said, wiping my eyes. The doors to the gym suddenly fly off their hinges with a loud bang. I jumped, and started running towards Jen, who was now holding a bronze sword and trying to stop the cyclops.

I don't know what I was thinking. Running at a cyclops? I'm an idiot. But I did it anyway, with Jacob at my heels. "No! Get back!" She yelled, waving her hand. She took a step forward and stabbed the cyclops in the gut.

She pulled her blade out, and stepped back as sand poured out of the wound. The cyclops roared, swiping for Jen. With a surprised look, she jumps back, swinging her sword for its hand.

She missed and went crashing into the parking lot. "No!" I heard Jacob scream. His footsteps echo on the concrete in the still quiet. I'm left, standing in front of a giant lady cyclops, with no weapon. Just me and my brain.

She starts laughing, holding her sides and leaning back in laughter. Her laugh is atrocious. Hard, cold, low, and loud. Knowing what was about to happen next, I run under it's legs, my body slamming into her giant hand that was reached down to catch me. Her hand curls around my body, and I struggle against the meaty calloused fingers as I'm raised up to its face.

I can see the fear in my own eyes. Without meaning to, I let out a scream of terror, alerting Jacob and Jen. Instead of going to fight them, the she cyclops dropped me into a leather pouch tied around her waist and walks away. I'm tossed around, about to faint from the stench and lack of fresh air. It smells like, like a moldy sandwich, rotten cow flesh, throw up, and spoiled milk. A weirdo combo, but that's what it smelled like.

The bag swings from side to side, and I'm juggled around like a ball, my body being thrown into the dirty, upturned leather. Now I understand why some people are claustrophobic. Sweat dripped down my face, stinging my eyes.

After, I'm guessing thirty minutes, I feel the bag stop, and some soft mumbling. The bag started swinging again, and after about yen second I felt the bag being lifted up, and turned upside down.

My feet no longer standing on something solid, I tumble through the air, and land on a massive pillow. I roll off the edge and hit the wood with a thump.


I shake my head, sending my red hair flying everywhere. When my visions focused, I saw seven Cyclopses, including the one who attacked Jen.

"It's scrawny! You were supposed to get a fat one." The littlest one said. He had a small blue eye.

"It's not for eating this time. The big boss said to get this one. For some reason she special. We can't eat her." The she-cyclops said. All of them slowly backed away, except her. She picked me up and closed her dirty smelly hand around me and walked over to a set of cages.

She opened the top of one, dropped me in and locked it, leaving me alone and cold. I landed on the hard metal bottom, bruising my butt, and sending a wave of shock through my body.

I slowly stood up, shaking uncontrollably. I noticed a blanket and a pillow rolled up in a corner, and a stack of books in the opposite corner. My knees locked, and I fell to the floor, slowly getting up and crawling over to the blanket and pillow.

I rolled it out and laid on top of it, resting my head on the pillow, taking a deep breath and closed my eyes, falling into a blissful sleep.

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