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Henrietta Branford Writing Competition 2016 - winning stories


The Same

by Devon Davies, aged 14 years, Petersfield, Hampshire

 

You see, I had just had a vision of someone with the gift of being able to see the future; just like me! It was one of the most vivid visions I had ever had, I knew I had to find this girl; I have so many questions to ask her! Who is she? When did she first realise she had this gift? My mind was spinning with all these questions that needed answering, so I sat down and tried to recall the vision.

I first need to explain what happens to me and how I know that these visions are glimpses of the future. When I have a vision it feels like it’s above my head, hovering and playing out like a film. This can be really odd if I’m actually in it; and the first time it happened, that I remember, I was about six years old. Every vision I have ever had has come to life before my very eyes. I knew when my mum was pregnant with my younger sister that she would be a girl, as I had seen the vision of the midwife announcing it to my parents. This is one of many visions I have encountered.

I racked my brains trying to recall what this girl looked like and where she was. The most vivid and obvious thing that came to mind and the thing that sent me into a panic was the vision that hovered above her head; this vision was of me! This is how I knew she was like me! Long, fiery red hair whipped around her head and she appeared to be standing on a pier of some sort. As I looked closer other things looked familiar; the string of flags attached to the lamppost waving about in the breeze, the end of pier ride behind her, and although I could only glimpse part of her face she looked familiar somehow.

Suddenly I started to feel faint and light headed, I was having another vision! It appeared above my head and began to play out, I watched intently only to realise that it was the same as my previous vision. Why was I having the same vision again? This hadn’t happened before but as the vision continued at the end the girl pointed towards me and said “Find me”.

I felt drained, breathless. “Find me.” I felt compelled to find her. But how?

When I went to bed that night I couldn’t sleep, I tossed and turned in my bed, the image of the girl mouthing the words “find me” whirring around in my head. After what seemed like hours I finally drifted off only to be woken by my mum for school. I decided last night in my state of sleeplessness that I would question my mum about this seaside pier. It seemed so familiar to me that it must have been somewhere I had been before, a place that meant something to me maybe?

Living in a town not near the sea, I knew my mum would remember a visit to a seaside town with a pier, and I was right, except for my mum seemed suspiciously reluctant to talk about it. I told her that this was really important and that I had had a reoccurring memory of something and I needed her guidance. She stared at me for what seemed like an eternity I started to worry what if she thought something was wrong with me? But then she began to speak again. She explained that during a visit to the seaside when I was four years old I got lost. It was the classic thing you hear; parents take their eyes off the child for a few seconds and it seems the child just disappears I could see that although I was now fourteen and ten years had passed, that this was still painful to talk about for my mum. She said that it was the most traumatic day of her life and that she had never experienced such a fear and sense of helplessness in her life since.

She continued to explain, telling me that eventually she found me underneath the pier, playing with a little girl that was roughly the same age as me. What if this was that girl I kept seeing? I had to know so I asked my mum what she looked like and she told me that she had fiery red hair, just like the girl from my visions! It was her, I knew I recognised her! I asked my mum if we could go back there as I thought it would really help me put this memory to rest; she paused and thought for a while but eventually agreed.

I was eager to get there as soon as possible so I could finally see my vision come true. We arrived at the seaside around 11:00, this was perfect, I had all day to find her! My mum handed me some money to do what I wanted, but what I wanted to do didn’t need any money. I headed straight for the pier and went straight to the end of the pier, where was she? I couldn’t see her so I began to trudge slowly back along the pier, it was then that I remembered something my mum had told me, she found me underneath the pier so I hopped down on to the sand, ducked down and peered beneath the struts of the pier and there she was waiting for me.

Josie Davies  |  Devon Davies |  Elsie Leiper  |  Isabelle Mills  |  Jessica Wood  |  David Wright

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