In the quiet of the morning I sit and sip on a hot cup of Chamomile tea. I sit and think about the other night. I wish I hadn’t said that to her. My sister is hard to get along with sometimes because we are so much alike. You know that saying about how two people alike don’t get along. Well, it’s not that I don’t want to get along with her. It just that I can’t make her do what I want her to do. She don’t jump and say how high like when I make my other sister and brothers do what I say. My mom always told me I was too bossy. Now that I think about it I guess I am.
Suddenly a piercing cry breaks my morning silence. Immediately I realize that it’s my sister’s cry. I jump up and run to the sound. I stopped in the hallway and saw a short, black slimy creature. It had a big pot belly, long arms and legs, and sharp nails. It straddled her and had it’s long hands wrapped around Carrie’s neck. The creature let out a raspy cackle. My mom came in a couple seconds later. I grabbed the goblin, and it hollered, squirmed, and kicked at me, trying to scratch me with its long toe nails.
My mom said, “Gabriella, what are you doing? Kill it.”
I said, “What do you think I’m trying to do?”
“Kill it like I showed you.”
Then she grabbed the creature from me and slammed it against the wall. My sister got up, rubbing her neck, and trying to regain her breath. The goblin stood up and hissed.
Carrie said, “Gabriella kill it.” I got up grabbed it by its neck and slammed it continuously against the floor trying to knock it out so I could go into the kitchen to get a knife. That way I could kill it while it was unconscious; it wouldn’t put up a fight. My mom rolled her eyes and Carrie stared at me with her mouth opened. My mom put her hands on her hips and then said,
“Gabriella, step aside.”
I let go of the creature and stepped out of the way. My mom turned her palm towards the goblin and let out a small but high powered energy ball that electrocuted that thing into nothing more than ash. Carrie was still rubbing her neck when she said,
“Why didn’t you just kill it?”
I said, “Why didn’t you?”
“Because it was choking me!”
Mom said, “Gabriella at some point you’re going to have to admit to who you are.”
Carrie said, “Yeah, you can’t let what happened last year stop you from being one of us.”
“I know who I am.”
Mom said, “Well, be it. Be who you are. If you don’t, you’re going to get yourself killed and anyone you’re assigned to protect.” I sighed and met her with silence because I couldn’t deny that what she said was right but I just couldn’t bring myself to kill in that way anymore. I lost my best friend Rosemary that way. She died at my hands…by accident. Mom looked at Carrie and asked,
“You alright?” Carrie stood up and said,
“Yeah. Just caught off guard.”
“Well be better prepared next time.” Mom turned on her toes and walked away down the hall to her bedroom door.
I said, “Mom, I’m sorry. I love you.” She glared at me for a second when she stepped into her bedroom then she said quickly, “Yeah okay. Me too.” Then she gently closed the door.