Hey Freddy
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I sprinted off to my room and gathered my food from earlier today.
Replace the water with milk and head straight to the tube box.
I can watch whatever I want, so yeah, I like it when it's just me.
I guess.
It only takes two clicks and I’m on the horror channel.
Hey Freddy.
Nightmare on Elm Street is on. I could watch this over and over again, I said out-loud as I backed up to the foam-red couch behind me, flopping down. My bedroom door slams shut. Putting my food and blanket off to the side as if that would help me hear better or be more ready to run, which ever needed.
Didn’t I tell you not to do that, roars Maddie, bursting through the door.
I mean it could get her attention and she just might be able to receive the message, I said, sliding off the bed.
Or you could scare her to death.
Look, even though she has a contract with us doesn’t mean she can't make her own choices. And the choice she's making right now is watching a scary movie about a burned man that haunts nightmares. Nobody said it was a great one, but here we are.
I see what you’re saying. I do. Better choices on when to deliver the sign.
Right, thank you.
Besides have patience, she will be here when she goes to sleep.
The plans set for her journey. She will need all hands on deck. Our goddess is most interested in her plans.
Be Where? I said, as I was getting up from the couch.
The two beautiful ladies I was just watching argue about what seemed like it was about me were both looking at me with no color left in their faces.
Where did you come from?
The lady in peach clears her throat as the lady in green covers her mouth.
I’m sorry for interrupting, as I sat back down. They both looked at each other and back at me.
I just assumed you were in my living room pointing at me on the couch here and I really just want to know what's going on.
What Contract?
Who’s Journey, Mine?
Who are the two of you?
Why are you here?
This isn't a Freddy dream is it?
You know, I say, as I take a bite of my bologna sandwich with warm mayo and mustard oozing onto my lap. I think I remember seeing both of you in my dreams.
Please don’t talk with your mouth full. The lady in green says, I cant understand what you’re saying when you do that. And snap out of it, you gonna chock eating in this state. This isn’t your conversation. At least not yet. Now snap, she says, snapping her fingers at me as a scream echos from the television.
Sandwich half way to my mouth. A sandwich I don’t remember opening, or eating 3 bites off of, for that matter.
Was I just asleep?
What the heck was that?
Is someone here?
Looking up at the TV, Nancy is being dragged across the ceiling as blood spews through the room.
Feels like my life, I say with a sarcastic chuckle.
I sit my food down on the coffee table and get up holding my shirt, careful not to spill the crumbs and globs until I’m perfectly centered over the trash can.
It's, “Do you know where your kids are”? time as the announcement interrupts Elm Street. I throw away what was left of my food for the day. I walked over to hit the knob on the TV, almost forgetting to switch the channel back. Grabbing my blanket from the couch. Just in time too. Crunching gravel tells me someone is coming up the driveway. The only light in the house now is the lamp sitting on the end table placed beside his chair. I’m in my room and in my bed pretending to be asleep before the vehicle even stops.
How did this Happen, The Goddess questions out-loud.
She is the one.
The one who signed this contract before she left here, headed back to Earth's school.
And now you three are sitting here with those faces telling me she's not the one for this mission.
Excuse me, Hey, Hi,
So I've been listening, I know, I know, not my conversation. I understand. Yet it is about me and that to me sounds like research that I’m simply doing.
Any-who, Goddess Ma’am, may I speak to you directly.
Sure Alice, step closer to me.
Walking forward about 10 paces, I felt all eyes on me.
Keeping my eyes on the goddess before me as she never took hers off of mine.
Ma’am Am I understanding correctly that I have signed up for this thing called earth school.
Yes, that is correct.
OK, and all the bad things that happened to me. I signed up for that too?
Yes, those things in general were chosen as lessons by you, with the knowledge that others involved as well as yourself still have free will.
I see, says Alice.
Listen, now that I’m here and able to access the situation fully.
Let me start off by saying, I’m honored, truly I am.
It’s just that, I’m not your Hero. I’m not who you thought I was.
When you picked my file out of everybody else’s file and said this one is it.
This is the Hero for us. All you really should have looked at is that free will box I checked on before stamping Hero on me.
Alice, Alice. Calm down, I understand you’re frustrated with your first 12 years there, but I need you to understand the big picture.
Oh I get it, I see the big picture just fine ma’am, sacrifice myself for everyone else. Yet I suffer. You thought I was a female version of Christ returning.
Find somebody else to be the Hero.
No Ma’am, Not I!
3 months later…
Ladies thank you for coming here today.
We are here to discuss Alice.
It seems she has turned her attention to worldly things and is now carrying a little at the age of 13. I see her mother is making the choice for her to terminate. This wasn’t a part of the plan. This is not what her and I sat down and put in the contract. I’m desperately trying to get her to follow the path, yet, the souls she has individual contracts with are becoming a huge problem.
Ann, who recently joined in on the second part of Alice’s journey, chimes in with Goddess Ma’am. It seems to me we have already exhausted all of our resources to get her to wake up, yet nothing is working. I fear, as they nod amongst themselves, we believe there was a mistake as well on the hero's path.
The goddess, with a stone face, stands.
I don’t think you understand what a hero truly is, she says, looking out over the tables filling the room.
Looking down at the sisters of fate as they lower their heads.
Sisters, she says, with a rumble in her voice that shakes all the tables and chairs violently.
I know to you it seems defeat is upon us. I suspect you think it's a roll the dice and pick over again kinda thing. I regret to inform you all that this is not the case.
I have done more than ever and will continue to give extra light to her path until there is no more string to string.
As will you three along with the rest of the spirit team appointed to her.
It seems she isn’t the only one with lessons to be learned.
Do we understand? She bellows.
Yes ma’am, our Goddess, the sisters say, jumping from their seats with a bow.
Very well then, whispers the Goddess.
Carry on, as she sends the sisters away.
And now we wait, she says, sitting back upon her throne.
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