poweroftheseer

The Power Of The Seer

Being startled out of sleep, Tyla bolts upright in her bed. "Oh, it's just you," she says to her dog, who frequently loves to jump on her bed and wake her up in the morning. She pats his head and throws her legs over the side of her bed. "Why must you always be waking me up so early, huh? You know I love you, but c'mon, sleep is good." Her little chihuahua hops off her bed and runs downstairs to pester someone else.

Tyla lay back in bed and pondered her dreams. She is always having strange dreams. Not exactly out-of-the-ordinary, but they're so real to her that she's never sure when she's awake or asleep. She began to notice how real they seem the summer before grade eleven. It's now the first month of grade eleven.

"Are you awake yet Tyla?" Her mother asks her as she walks into her room.

Tyla replies very sleepily with, "Yes, mom. I'll actually get up in a minute."

Her mother takes a brush and begins to brush her daughter's mahogany hair. "Are you ok, Tyla? You look a little worried this morning, as if you didn't get enough sleep."

"Yah mom, I'm fine. I've just been having these really odd dreams lately that I just don't understand what-so-ever," complaining to her mom, and having her understand, always helps her to sort things out.

"Oh, dear. Well honey, just don't let it get to you. Focus on your studies, grade eleven can be a very tough year." She replied hesitantly, while taking out the last tangle of her daughter's hair.

"Um, sure mom. Can I get dressed now?" she hates it when her mother becomes hesitant, it means she's hiding something.

Looking a little worried, she replies, "Oh, yes honey. Of course." She gets up and begins to leave her room, then turns around. "Tyla, don't stress about your dreams ok? You'll get the answers to it sooner or later," she then walks straight out of the room and down the stairs.

Tyla stands up and stretches and looks around her room. It's really a very boring room, she thinks to herself. Plain white walls, light blue carpet, simple blue reading lamp on her cherry wood night stand, her cherry wood dresser and only a few pictures of her best friends on her wall.

She's been friends with Piper Caley and Isaiah Antoine all her school life. She met Piper in first grade. She was wearing an expensive little pink and purple dress, and she'd probably still wear it today if she could, Tyla giggles to herself. Isaiah she met in second grade. He was the new kid and Tyla got appointed as his guide, although all he wanted to see was the gym. The three of them have been really close friends ever since grade three when they were all made fun of for being in choir.

"Oh geez, stop thinking and get your butt moving," she scolds herself while walking towards the washroom to wash up before dressing.

Half an hour later, Tyla is finally dressed, washed and ready for last minute additions to her appearance. She looks at what she's wearing. Jeans, baby blue sweater and blue shoes. She decides to wear baby blue eye liner to match her outfit and to bring out the blue specks in her violet eyes. A touch of lip gloss, a brush of her shoulder length hair, and she's off down the stairs.

The first thing she does when she gets downstairs is down a cup of coffee. She started drinking coffee at age twelve, her dad gave the first sip to her. Her mom lectures her when she drinks it because she is a health fanatic. Thankfully, her mother wasn't at home anymore, she went to work ten minutes before Tyla made her way downstairs.

Looking out her kitchen window, she sees Isaiah waiting for her, so she rushes her coffee and runs around to get her lunch together and find her jacket. "Oh, where is it, where is it?...Ah, there it is!" Her mother loves to put her jacket where she can't find it. She slips it on and races out the door before Isaiah gets mad at her for making them late the fifth time that month. Five lates in one month makes the principal a very unhappy man, AS he suspends after five lates. She can't afford to get suspended, not for something as trivial as lates.

"Morning, Isaiah!" she says as sweetly as possible with an innocent smile plastered on her face.

He looks at her with mock sweetness, "Morning Tyla, wake up a little late today?"

She takes in what he looks like today. He always has been a very good looking guy, she thinks to herself. Today he was dressed casually, in khakis and a long sleeve shirt and sneakers. An athletic guy of about six feet tall, he has strawberry blond hair that drives most girls at school wild for him. Not Tyla though. They've been friends for way too long.

In response to what Isaiah said, all Tyla did was smile sweetly and he began to laugh. "You are impossible Tyla, but what would I do without you?" he says laughingly. He then takes a minute to actually look at her and notices the dark circles and worry written on her face. "Are you ok Ty, you look a little worried."

"Uh, yah, I'm fine. I've just been having really odd dreams lately. I'm having trouble separating them from reality. I'll be fine though, I swear," she would do anything to not add stress to the lives of her friends.

"Ok, if you say so Ty. Oh, look, there's Piper," he says gesturing towards their third musketeer.

"Oh my God, PIPER WATCH OUT!" she screams as she runs towards Piper as fast as she can and grabs her before she blindly walks into a car rushing past. "Girl, you need to watch where you are going!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just so absorbed in this book," she says with a genuine air of innocence, holding up a copy of Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet'. "Thank you very much Ty, what would I do without you?"

Tyla kicks at a rock and answers, "Lying on that road unable to move while waiting for an ambulance, is where you'd be without me."

"Yo, Tyla, what's up? You sound upset or disturbed," Isaiah says worriedly.

She looks from Piper to Isaiah. "I knew that was going to happen before it happened. I knew it all, step by step. I dreamt about it last night. That was my dream Isaiah, that's why I looked so worried."

Piper stops walking and looks at her friend, "Whoa, what dream, why wasn't I told?"

"She told me about it when she saw me, Pipe, don't worry, she didn't exclude you."

Tyla looks into Piper's eyes, "It was just a dream I had last night that has had me disturbed since I woke up. Exactly what happened, is exactly what I dreamed. You walking blindly, me yelling at you, me running to you to stop you and then you thanking me. I knew it was all going to happen. I knew it, I saw it."

They began to walk again, but this time in silence. Each of them were absorbed in their own thoughts about what Tyla said and what had occurred.

Five minutes later they arrived at school. "Hey at least we aren't late, despite what happened," Isaiah's optimism shining through.

"Yah, at least," Tyla and Piper mumble together.

"We'll meet at lunch ok? We'll talk then," Tyla suggests as she walks towards homeroom.

"Ok lunch it is then," Piper says with a hint of hurt in her voice.

The three of them walked their own way, not having any morning classes together. Being in separate classes didn't prevent them from having similar thoughts though. They were all thinking about Tyla's dream and how eerie it was that it came true, step by step.

When they finally met up again at lunch they all began to talk to once, all wanting so badly to express their thoughts.

"Ok, Piper, you first. Then Isaiah, you go. I'll go last," Tyla being the organized one, wanting things to always go smoothly.

"I don't know Tyla. It seems kind of unreal. I think it's probably just a one time thing. It probably won't happen again. I love you, and I know you probably hope that it's some kind of gift or something, but I don't know. It's too...far-fetched. I could be wrong though, I'm not always right. It's just that I thought about this all morning and it's kind of spooky. I mean, it's almost completely unbelievable. I've read about stuff like this, you both know I'm into the supernatural and paranormal. There are usually family connections or something, it doesn't usually just come, pop, out of the blue." They go to their favourite spot outside by a tree, and sit down to eat their lunches.

"Well I think it's awesome. I respect what Piper said, but I always thought that there was something unknown about you, almost something mystical. This might finally answer the one question about you that has always been on my mind. And that is, 'Do you have a special gift?' I think that being a seeress might be your gift," he said with almost a joyous look on his face.

Piper looks at Isaiah thoughtfully. "I think it's called a seer. There is no feminine way to say it."

"Ok whatever. My point is, Tyla this is a gift. Ask your mom if she has the same thing. Maybe you'll find some answers that way. Piper may be right with it being connected to something, maybe it's in your blood. You won't know until you ask," Isaiah took a very thoughtful bite out of his ham and cheese sandwich.

Tyla looked relieved when she began to talk. "I'm so glad you guys don't think I'm crazy or something. I was actually afraid of that, 'cause as Piper said, it is a little far-fetched. I am going to talk to my mom about it though. It could be true that I am a...seer was it? Yah, seer. It would be awesome to tell the future and be able to help people with that gift. And I wouldn't look on it as a curse, it would definitely be a gift, nothing but a gift. You both know I love to help people. Imagine all the help I could do, how many people I could save, with this ability. It would simply rock," while finishing she developed this far off look in her eyes, looking into her possible future.

"But Ty, don't get your hopes up. It's possible sure, but be prepared in case it isn't. Me and Piper can go to your house after school and help you find out about your ancestors and see if this could all be possible, ok?" Isaiah is always first in line to help, with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Uh, actually, I can't go today, I have ballet practice, it's Wednesday," Piper looked disappointed that she couldn't help.

"Ok well Piper, call me as soon as you get home and I'll tell you every little detail about what we find and how we find it, k?" Tyla tries her best to fix a problem and please everyone in the process.

Piper looks down at her expensive leather shoes, "Yah, I guess that'll work. As long as you leave out absolutely nothing ok?"

"Deal."

"Ok, that's the bell for third period, see you guys later, after school Ty, k?" Isaiah says hurriedly then dashes off to gym class.

Piper and Tyla just smile at each other, get up off the green grass, then walk away towards their classes.

All afternoon Tyla sits in her desk and waits impatiently for the last bell signaling the end of the day to go, so she can meet Isaiah and then walk home and ask her mom a bunch of questions. The bell finally rings and she bolts out of her desk towards her locker, rushes to get her stuff and then runs to Isaiah's locker and pesters him until he hurries and finishes at his locker.

"Gee, you're so slow, hurry, hurry, hurry," Tyla bounces behind his back poking him incessantly so he'll hurry up, excitement written all over her face and in her voice.

"Ok, ok, just let me put my jacket on," he exaggerates a sigh and slips it on.

They begin walking towards Tyla's house, again in silence, with Tyla imagining every possibility and Isaiah doing the same.

When they got to Tyla's house, she yells her mother's name and no one replies. Assuming no one is home, she ushers Isaiah in, tells him to remove his shoes, while she removes her sandals.

Moving towards the stairs, Tyla suggests that they begin with the attic since no one is home to advise them on where to go. Isaiah just nods in agreement, not about to mess with her when she's this hyper and excited.

They get to the attic and they search through every dusty box that they can get their hands on. They find nothing. The boxes are just full of photographs and old magazines and newspapers.

Both of them disappointed, they head towards the kitchen. They can both smell food. "My mom must be home, maybe we can ask her now," Tyla says with a slight twinkle in her eyes.

They reach the kitchen and Tyla, being blunt, blurts out her question, "Mom, my dream this morning, you know how it was bothering me? I finally figured out why. My dream came true. It was about Piper almost being hit by a car and me rushing her out of the way. That happened this morning. And I wanna know why. So mom, I need you to be completely honest with me and tell me everything that you can that could possible help me, ok?" Looking straight into her mother's emerald eyes, she searches for an answer.

"Ok, Tyla, what is it?"

Here goes nothing, Tyla thinks to herself. "I've talked with Isaiah and Piper about this, and we all think that I may have a gift with this dream thing. Has anyone in our family had this type of thing happen to them, have you? I need honesty here mom."

"Humph. Honesty, eh? Ok. Yes. I don't have it. I've never had it. Neither has my mother, nor her mother, nor her mother. But your great-great-great-great grandmother had it. It's the power of the seer, Tyla. You've been blessed with a very powerful gift. My mother told me about it a year before she passed away, when you were twelve. She knew you would have the gift, she wanted me to be prepared to tell you when you began to ask questions. Every fifth generation female receives this gift. It's very powerful and I raised you well, you have a good heart, I know you won't abuse this gift. You'll only see the future through your dreams, so it won't really disturb your every day life, not until you are older and it happens every night instead of once in awhile. It'll come to you as a sense of deja-vu. This is all I know. I have some books that my mother gave me, they've been handed down from generation to generation. It's our heritage, Tyla. Protect it." She stops for a second to catch her breath, she became all teary-eyed in the middle of her speech. "Now Isaiah, I know my daughter trusts you more than life itself, so keep this secret, ok?"

"Of course."

Tyla finally knows about her gift and knows that she isn't crazy as was her first thought. Now she just needs to find out what each of her ancestors that had this power did with it and who exactly had it. She'll continue her research when she has time and use her gift to its ultimate best.

The End

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