stevens+story

I was in a dark room. I said, “Where am I ? ...Wait a second, who am I?! My past is a blur and I don’t remember anything” Suddenly, a door opened and a bright flash of light all but blinded me until a dark figure stood in the way of the light. The figure was tall with broad shoulders. I huddled in the corner hoping he wouldn’t come near me, but when you’re in a small room there’s no where to hide.

“It seems your claustrophobia has been cured Master Andrew,” the figure said with a slight Irish accent. “You can come out now.” I had no idea who this man was but something about he seemed familiar so I went with him despite my growing fear. I mean, who doesn’t trust the Irish? Their accent reminds me of the Lucky Charms commercials with the leprechaun… Apparently I remember those. I went outside of the room to find a lab full of scientists and machines making strange noises.

“Where am I?” I asked the man.

“You are in the Phobia Center, Master Andrew, don’t you remember?”

“Actually, I don’t remember anything…” A look of concern crossed his face.

“Hmmm, that was unexpected…. Well maybe your parents will trigger your memory”, he said. ‘Parents’ I thought to myself

“Okay, let’s go.”

We headed out to a limo. ”Whoa”, I said. ‘I have a limo…. Cool!’ I thought. We get in and I see my reflection in the window. I was wearing a suit, I have blond hair and green eyes. OK, yea, this face looks familiar. That’s good. The car started driving as I began to fall asleep. In my dreams, I was in a mansion. I walked down the hall and pass hundreds of doors. OK, maybe that was a bit over exaggerated but still, it was a lot. At the end of the hall was a big room with a flat screen TV bigger than a car hanging on the wall! Under that was a burning fire place, the warmth heating the whole house. ‘Am I rich?’ was my first thought, it would make sense, the big guy must be a body guard or something, and like the limo was my personal transportation or something. Right after the images flashed through my mind the limo stopped and I woke up abruptly. I see a mansion, presumably the one from my dream. I walk in and see the same doors and the same 20 or so rooms. "Master McMillan Mistress? Hmm they must be away said the bodyguard."

“So McMillan is my last name,” I asked

“Yes Master Andrew of course it is,” he said. “Why don’t you go see if your bedroom brings back memories?”

“And that is where?” I asked

“I’ll show you sir,” said the bodyguard guy. We walked down a hall to a room with a golden “A” on it

“So this is my room?” I asked.

“No it’s the art room,” he said sarcastically. I chuckled and opened the door to find a side of my room full of electronics and on the other side was a king sized bed with those cool curtain things. On both sides of the bed were two huge bookshelves full of books. I pulled one out, it was called “Artemis Fowl”. I laid down on the bed to find it was a water bed. I sloshed around the bed for a second then started to read the book that I had picked up. After a while I dozed off. Even after being in a small dark room and for who knows how long, I’m still tired. When I woke I heard talking. I got out of my bed and out of my room and walk down the hall to the big room that was in my dream. I saw a man and a woman with the bodyguard. When they turn their heads and I saw their faces my body collapsed and memories flash though my head. I remembered that I am Andrew McMillan, I am 13 and my parents are Arthur and Anne McMillan.