Sylvester's povIt is hard to explain mom's sudden travel. Mom was always worried about where I went, who I met, and if I stayed too long outdoors.It seemed there was more to this than meets the eye. It was unusual, most of all, she had not called since she left.I know I think I can handle myself without her but sincerely, I miss her. The house feels empty and I miss her waking me up in the mornings, seeing the worried look on her face, and her meals.Honestly, deep down, I believed that she was okay. This assurance of faith I could not explain how, but I just knew she was fine and in most instances, my instincts never fail me. ****"Sylvester, are you ditching on me? I have spent almost 30 minutes waiting for you. Gold is not even answering the phone or replying to his messages" an enraged Amber was saying to me when I answered the phone."Get off me, I can imagine your face. You know, anger gives you wrinkles and ages you faster. I will be there in 'Cinco Minutos' dear" I repli

Anonymous' povI have no idea how long I lay beneath the planks of wood and heavy clay tiles of the crumpled breezeway. Looking back, I realize I must have lost consciousness, if only for a few minutes.All I can remember is something sharp hitting me on the head, and the next thing I knew, I’d opened my eyes to consummate blackness and a feeling that I was being suppressed.A favorite trick of some poltergeists is to sit on their victim’s chest while he or she is just waking, so that the poor soul feels he or she is being suppressed, but can’t see why. I couldn’t see why, and for a second or two I thought I’d failed and that Heather was still in this world, sitting on my chest, torturing me, getting her revenge for what I’d tried to do. Then I thought, Maybe I’m dead.I don’t know why. But it occurred to me. Maybe this was how being dead felt. At first, anyway. This must have been how it was for Heather when she woke up in her coffin. She must have felt the same way I did: trap

Joan's povHe spent a half hour grilling me pretty thoroughly…but not about what had happened the night before. To my astonishment, Sylvester and Doc had kept their mouths shut. Andy was perfectly in the dark about what had happened. All he wanted to know was whether I liked my new school, if I was happy, blah, blah, blah….Except for one thing. He did say to me, as he was asking me how I liked California, and was so very different from New York, uh, duh.“So, I guess you slept straight through your first earthquake.”I nearly choked on a chip. “What?”“Your first quake. There was one last night, around two in the morning. Not a big one, really—roundabout four-pointer—but it woke me up. No damage, except down at the Misstly. Breezeway collapsed But then, that should come as no surprise to them. I’ve been warning them for years about that timber. It’s nearly as old as the Mission itself. Can’t be expected to last forever.”I chewed more carefully. Wow. Heather’s good-bye bang must ha

Natasha's POV(2 years ago) "Michael come on, you're gonna be late"I called out. I wonder what that boy is doing inside"Mama my shoe"He came out with one of his shoes in his hands and the other is still worn"Michael, I wore this for you the other time why did you pull it off""I dunno"He replied as he licked his Popsicle. I helped him wear the shoe and sighed in satisfaction"There, now let's go"I took his hand and we made for the door"You ready for school I see"Mrs. Russell said as she came out of her house, she's ready for work, she's a nurse"Yes Mrs. Russ"Michael said and she smiled"Good morning Mrs. Russ""Good morning my dear, come on, let me drop you off"She said and we made for her car. We all got in and I sat in the passenger's seat with Michelle on my lapShe drove us to Michael's school and I walked him to his class"Be a good boy to Miss Gold okay""Yes mama"He nodded with a pout and I smiled"So mama will be going now, I'll come to pick you up when school is

Natasha's pov "Is he gonna be okay?"I asked for the uptenth time and the doctor kept assuring me that he's gonna be fine, what exactly is wrong with him, he didn't show any type of sickness for the past few days. I sighed and Jay tapped my shoulder with an assuring smile"He's gonna be okay" Mum said and I nodded, we've been in the waiting for the past 30mins and the doctor is not yet done with his doctor work and stuff. He reached for his bag and took out a pen, he wrote something on a piece of paper and he passed it to me."Those are the prescriptions, let him take that. You'll see the dosage in them and make sure you let him have a lot of rest as in a lot. He shouldn't do anything for now, he shouldn't operate phones or go out or even stand up from bed except if he needs to use the bathroom, make sure he eats a lot of fruits and veggies in order to regain his strength because his fainting was caused by stress, he must have done a lot of tiring work and he's body couldn't take i