For most of my summer I was either locked in my room or at the library reading about dreams that wouldn't go away. Dreams that didn't seem like dreams. Dreams that... That almost felt real. I remember putting Grimmerie away but never falling asleep after that. I mean... Wouldn't I remember falling asleep?

"Filía, Mom wants you down stairs. We have company." Nessa said banging on my door.

"I'll be right down." I said closing my journal and rubbing my face, "Just when I thought my life was normal, Glinda had to go and change it up."

"Filía-"

"I'm coming." I said walking over to the door.

I feel like the enemy. I feel like I don't really belong anymore. Ugh, who can possible be here that Glinda wants me to meet? Why would I care? I asked myself. I opened to the door and there Nessa was, arms folded and foot tapping. I rolled my eyes, walking past her and going down the stairs. I walked in to the kitchen/dining area and saw Glinda entertaining our guest, who almost looked familiar, but I didn't think too much about it.

"Ah, and this is Filía, my oldest. She's the cook in the family. Nessa refuses to learn and I just don't have the time anymore." Glinda said as I walked into the kitchen.

"I assume that's your way of asking me to make dinner?" I asked opening the fridge.

"Aren't you just a ball of fun?" The man said sarcastically, "Would you like some help?"

"No, you can socialize with the Good Witch and I'll be the Wicked Witch that makes your dinner." I spat not wanting to be here. Not wanting to be a part of this.

"Filía that is no way to treat our guest." Glinda snapped.

"Then you make dinner? I don't appreciate being called down to say a quick hi and then make dinner." I said turning to face her, but then my eyes went wide.

No... It was just a dream... Dreams aren't real! I tried to convince myself.

"Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost kid." Zaid said taking a drink of his water.

"Uh... Actually, I'm not feeling all that great. I'm going to go lie down." I said making my way to the stairs.

"Do you need me to get you anything?" Glinda asked.

"No. Just leave me to rest."

Impossible... Dreams aren't a reality. Unless it really wasn't a dream...

"You remember me, don't you?" He said peering through the door.

"Who are you?" I stood from my bed.

"A friend."

"Who are you really?"

"A friend of your mothers." He said again with more detail.

"Which one?"

"The one who gave birth to you, also with the one taking care of you."

"What are you, some kind of guardian?"

"No. I thought you were dead."

"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked walking over to my desk.

"Nothing, but you can't remember me."

"Why? What's the harm?"

"It could get you killed."

"Like I'm not already dead, as soon as the people of Oz find out who I really am I'm dead anyway. I can keep a secret."

"I'll just have to trust that you can." He walked closer to me.

"Aren't you supposed to be somewhere?"

"I'm a wizard; I can do just about anything." He stared at me, "If you don't keep this secret, I'll find you and I will have to kill you." He left the room, leaving me to ponder his last words.


The following morning I went into town to meet a friend. A friend who I haven't seen in a while. I sat at the café waiting...

"Part of me almost thought you wouldn't show."

"I needed a reason to get out of the house." I said as Irji sat down across from me.

"So, how have you been?"

"Same old, same old." I practically lied, "You?"

"I'm okay."

"What happened? Why'd you drop out?"

"Dad left my mom. Mom has a job but she doesn't make enough to take care of me and my sister. In order to get the money we need for the month I had to quit school and get a full time job. My mom doesn't have the strength to take on a full day. She barely has the strength to do what she's doing now."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. There's nothing you could have done."

"Why don't you and your sister come over tomorrow for dinner, give your mom some rest."

"Who are you and what have you done with my friend?" He asked as serious as he could.

I chuckled, "You're not the only one having an interesting year, besides Nessa misses your sister."

"As long as you're making the meal I'm in."

"Deal." I said as the waiter brought us our usual.