My Life as the Daughter of Poseidon: Book One: True Me, True You
I Get a Vision
I sat in my Grandfather's lap, at ten years old. "You know your ancestors are Norse?"
"Yeah!"
"And the heaven the Norsemen went to after they died if they were good is called-"
"Valhalla!"
"Yes. You know, your ancestors are in Valhalla."
"How do you know?"
"Well... ah... they were Norsemen."
"You said they had to be good Norsemen!"
"Never mind that."
"But-"
"Your Grandpa is going to go get something to eat."
"Yes, Grandpa."
I got home that night, thinking about how excited my friends would be when they heard. I had already seen a tween boy dressed in black, standing in plain sight in the woods, but nobody saw, and nobody believed me, except Erica and Christy. I never remembered to tell them.
"Yeah!"
"And the heaven the Norsemen went to after they died if they were good is called-"
"Valhalla!"
"Yes. You know, your ancestors are in Valhalla."
"How do you know?"
"Well... ah... they were Norsemen."
"You said they had to be good Norsemen!"
"Never mind that."
"But-"
"Your Grandpa is going to go get something to eat."
"Yes, Grandpa."
I got home that night, thinking about how excited my friends would be when they heard. I had already seen a tween boy dressed in black, standing in plain sight in the woods, but nobody saw, and nobody believed me, except Erica and Christy. I never remembered to tell them.
Notes
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