tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61990445052207299362024-02-08T12:27:04.216-06:00Kaijafon's storiesKelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-27904820477097149042015-06-18T21:20:00.001-05:002015-06-18T21:20:53.888-05:00starting over, kindaHi everyone!<br />
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First I want to say I truly appreciate ya'all coming here and reading my little stories. Your comments and attention mean a lot to me.<br />
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Now with that said, I have been having trouble with blogger for a while now and they have NOT responded to any of my inquiries. So I've made the decision to move my blog. <br />
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I've set up a new forum where I can actually communicate with people! I hope you check it out.<br />
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As soon as I get my stories all moved over there, I will be deleting this blog. I will be keeping "Kaijafon's Tidbits" because I love to read many blogs. I also hope to entice other authors to post their stories there. :)<br />
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Chris over at Freedom of the Hills actually gave me the idea for a forum. Just took me awhile to really "go for it".<br />
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Anyhoo, I hope ya'all will join me over there. :) <br />
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<a href="http://kaijafons.proboards.com/" target="_blank">KAIJAFONS CHATTERING</a><br />
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I know, not a very inventive name. lol! <br />
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Take care!Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-36033123292458592502015-03-18T18:05:00.000-05:002015-03-18T18:24:40.489-05:00Watering the Tree<div style="background: white; line-height: 27.75pt; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;">
<span style="color: #101010; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 20.0pt;">Watering the Tree<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #101010; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 20.0pt;">The tree of liberty must be
refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/t/thomas_jefferson.html"><b><span style="color: #0000aa; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">Thomas Jefferson</span></b></a><b><span style="color: #101010; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">It began with a bang of a gavel. The second revolutionary war
that is.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">And it was televised across the whole world. repeatedly. At
the time, only a few knew that. But it didn't take long for the feed to go
viral. By the time the verdict was read, 412,000,000 Americans were glued to
their iPhones, apple watches, and various other electronic devices. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">There was no closing of this Pandora's box.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The judge was stoic, confident the jury would find this man
guilty. After all, America had been historically changed for the better these
past ten years. No more unfairness or some having nice things while others had to suffer with less. This man had illegally kept two weeks of food in his
house! How selfish! That food should have been distributed to those without
food. Soon it would be since once he is found guilty, it would be removed from
the storage facility and sent to the food bank. Minus of course any luxury
foods. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The new president, who preferred to be called 'your
eminence', had wrote several executive orders on her first day in office. The
hoarding law was the third one signed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The judge was shaken out of his musings by his bailiff
"the jury is ready your honor."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The judge coughed to cover his lack of attention "madam
foreperson, has the jury reached a verdict?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"Yes your honor, we have." She said with a warm
smile.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">So confident of how they would rule, the judge didn't ask to
see the verdict first, as was the normal procedure. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The forewoman began to read.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"We the jury have been asked to represent We the People.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"Therefore it is with the upmost respect for each
citizen of the United States of America that we render this verdict.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"We the jury find the "fairness food for all"
law to be unconstitutional and therefore null and void. It has violated statue
one of the Constitution of the United States, which states all laws must be understandable to the people and directly to the point.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"We further find the agency "Homeland Security" to have illegally confiscated the goods and funds of
"Warren F. Waterson" and demand these goods and funds be returned
immediately in the same condition it was taken in."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The judge exploded and began banging his gavel on the bench
yelling for order as the courtroom exploded with shouts of dismay from the
liberal spectators. Then began a low chant of "we the people". The
louder it got, the harder the judge banged. Finally </span>the judge demanded "arrest the whole jury!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The bailiff tried to step forward to do just that, but the
forewoman used her second amendment and pulled her gun, aiming right between the bailiff's eyes. "Sit down and
relax. You have no right to suppress my rights. This will be read. All the
people will hear it." </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She looked the judge right in the eye and again gave
that same warm smile, "Smile you're on candid camera!" </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The judge did
not know it but the whole trial had been recorded and the verdict was streaming
live. The forewoman continued.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"A fine of no less than 1000 percent shall be paid in
value for anything not returned as specified. In addition, we find Homeland
Security guilty of unlawful search and seizure and thus must pay the defendant
one million dollars per day from the date of the illegal raid. We the jury,
highly recommend the dissolving of this agency for their illegal activities. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"Finally, we the jury find that the prosecutor, in their
attempt to enforce this illegal law, to be guilty of breaking the Constitution of the United States.
Therefore we fine them $150,000 per day they spent on this illegal activity.
Payable to the defendant within 24 hours of the reading of this verdict. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"As representatives of the People of the United States of
America, this verdict may not now or ever be over turned."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The uproar was tremendous. The judge was banging his gavel so
hard it actually broke. He was screaming for the jury to be arrested on charges
of treason. But there was so much media there, that in the chaos they all were
helped to slip away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">These brave twelve men and women became infamous whether they
wanted to be or not. Ten were martyred and two led the country to true freedom.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">It took exactly thirteen hours and seven minutes for the
names and faces of the jury to be plastered all over the Internet and tv. The
loudest were those seeking their deaths but there were those who agreed with
the verdict and were not afraid to say so or to take action.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">O'Reilly called them patriots which spurred several more
juries to use jury nullification. That process which judges are suppose to
inform juries about but never do. Law after law was nullified as the next three
months rolled by. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">It got to be that no juror could be found that hadn't studied
up on the Constitution. Judges wanted to drop juries all together but defendants
demanded their rights. In fact, MOST of the People began to demand all their rights according to the Constitution.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">This caused the president to suspend the constitution, tell congress to go home, and declare martial law. Yes, she firmly drew the line in the
sand. She was on the wrong side.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Battles broke out all over the country, usually started at the court
houses.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Men and women abandoned the military in droves and
joined the so called rebels, fighting for freedom. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Governmental personal began to go into hiding or resign as
they became targets due to their unconstitutional stand. Several of the liberal
out spoken ones were assassinated the first week. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">It was almost like someone planned it all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;">The Tree was heavily watered by both tyrants and patriots. It came out of its death throws and grew stronger day by day.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-52447500018407760692015-03-01T09:03:00.000-06:002015-03-01T09:03:24.047-06:00Mother Hen's storiesMany of you know about Kathy's stories. <div>
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Well she is about to finish up "Georgie" and has been posting several new chapters. </div>
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<a href="http://georgieapd.blogspot.com/2014/07/prologue.html" target="_blank">HERE: GEORGIE</a> is the beginning of this dark story. </div>
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We all have our own ideas about what will happen when the world dies but this takes a turn that shows just how apathetic yet power hungry people can really be.</div>
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Many of us already know that only some people actually value the lives of children. With over 65 MILLION abortions since Roe vs Wade; people have shown that life has little value.</div>
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This story is about children who are having to grow up fast. Well worth a read. IF it doesn't shake you to your core and really make you think, well it should. Some of the things you should be thinking of is how would you protect your kiddo if they had something the government wanted. </div>
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Ok, enjoy the read. </div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-16872965359681115352014-08-06T16:05:00.002-05:002014-08-06T16:08:44.129-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Epilogue <div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Epilogue</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Well several
weeks have gone by since I went public.
Dr. Rambles has been working with some powerful affected to “get the
truth” out of our so called government officials. But I’ll let her tell all about that if she
chooses to do so.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I found out
that “Fab” was short for Fabio, seems his mom was really into those bodice
ripper romances that Fabio modeled for.
Yes, we’ve kept in touch with that Farm and I think Aunt Becca takes too
many trips out there to take seed to them.
Now that partnership began with
her taking them some seed as a thank you for helping me. She took them some agave plants that I
handled also. They now make the best tequila
in the world. All legal like too. ;) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As for me, I’m
back at Aunt Becca’s ranch but I also have been working with the “good guys” of
the Affected. Here and there. Sometimes I’m just able to gather some
information where others have failed. Dr.
Rambles does a whole lot more than I can.
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’ve had to
restart all my experiments and such. But
I’m pretty sure I’ve been able to find the limits of my abilities. While extreme stress does seem to enhance
them, regular stress doesn’t. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I really
didn’t like being in the spot light and thankfully, I was ‘forgotten’ when more
powerful Affected “came out of the closest”.
Hahahaha! I like the quiet
life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Aunt Becca
is glad that the worse seems to be over and has managed to wrangle a 5000 year contract
with the government that NO government official or agency will ever take away
her Ranch. She did the same for the Farm which included
all the land around it that was federally owned.
It’s huge now and that family has its hands full. I don’t
know how she does that. She got all the
water and mineral rights too. She even managed to get some money for the
damage the Feds caused when they stormed the ranch. And then some extra. Sorry taxpayers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Kassie is
still amazing. She has really blossomed
into a natural botanist and has begun to make hybrids out of some of the plants
I’ve been working with. So not only is she still helping/apprenticing
with me, she has begun her own experiments.
It’s awesome to watch.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The
Greenhouses are bursting with plants and we’ve planted new orchards and
gardens. One of the things we’ve begun
is testing the potency of some of the medical herbs. We are
looking for other farms to work with and are carefully going through all the
applicants. Only GOOD people will be
chosen. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I think if
we plan it just right…and only deal with the people… we will be able to wipe
out hunger in our country…and then we will tackle the world. My Aunt has already begun working with
schools in our area and sending “dinner” home with those kids who will take
it. We are making gardens at the schools
for the kids to help with; I’ve just been handing out seeds. The kids are even bringing seeds for me to
touch for their own gardens at home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’ve
narrowed down what actually happens when I touch the seed. The vibrations in me “jiggle” the DNA in the seeds
to work more efficiently. So instead of
a lot of seed that never germinates, all the seeds do and they use their stored
food more efficient until they emerge from the soil. Then they are able to use sunlight 100%. It’s just amazing watching what happens. Even under the microscope. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">These
vibrations are also what seem to allow me to understand and talk to
animals. It’s like my whole body just
vibrates differently. I wondered what
was happening with my brain and so went in for a cat scan, MRI, and another
brain scan that I never heard of. My
brain is like all lit up. One of the
staff brought in their “mascot” Sparky.
He is a beautiful Golden Retriever to ‘talk to me’ during that last scan
and I guess my brain just really went nuts… but in a good way. The same with me flying, these vibrations
manipulate the air. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So as you
can guess, I’m spending a lot of time learning to control these vibrations and
my abilities. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Oh, and Betty
is acting like an old married horse with Stanford, but anyone can see how happy
they are. And she is going to give birth
sometime early next year.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I can talk
to her filly too. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-16687757969847573572014-08-06T15:56:00.002-05:002014-08-06T15:56:39.647-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twenty-Eight<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Eight</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There must
have been twenty of them, all armed and all their arms pointed at the five of
us.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Dr. Rambles
told them that we were not there to hurt anyone but that we were just trying to
get home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They frisked
us and saw we did not have any guns or weapons so they finally lowered theirs
and asked where we came from. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">When
Dr. Rambles explained that we were
running away from that building and pointed over towards where we came from,
they started to raise their guns again but she worked her ability and while
convincing them we had been prisoners there, found out that this group had been
fed up with the comings and goings of that place ever since “The Event”. They had figured out pretty quick it was not
a legit place. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I figured
they would be putting two and two together pretty quick and decided to take
control. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Yes it was
just horrible being locked up in there! Please we need to get out of here before
those horrible people find us. Can you
please help us?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The man who
seemed to be in charge, stepped forward and said “My name is Fab…don’t ask…
well if you’re some of those freaks, why don’t you save yourself?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“We don’t
have super powers or abilities. Please
we just need to get away, as far away as possible. Will you help us?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Then the man
named “Fab” (and yes I was dying to know the story behind that name, I mean was
his mom stupid enough to name him after laundry soap? Or did she think he was
just ‘Fabulous’ at birth) hollered out “Junior!” (oh please, does this mean
there is a Jr. Fab running around??) “Get the van started and take these people
to town.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
“Thank you so much Mr. Fab! We really
appreciate it!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I’m not
doing it for you, I don’t want those gooberment goons coming over here.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Dr. Rambles
just could not help herself “Why not?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ole Fab
didn’t stand a chance but blurted out all about the still he had in one of the
old barns, even going so far as to brag about how unique and efficient it
was. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Needless to
say, the rest of the group hustled us into the van and Jr took off fast. We didn’t even have seat belts on and kind of
got tossed around a bit. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Jr slowed
down when we heard the helicopter, trying hard not to draw attention to
us. We didn’t realize that a few others
from the farm also jumped into vehicles and drove in different directions all
crazy like so the helicopter actually took off after one of them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Jr was more
talkative on the ride to town, not sure if it was because Dr. Rambles was
sitting up front with him or not. But he
filled us in on the happenings. Seems we
had been locked up for almost a month. I
had thought that only one or two at the most, days had gone by. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">No wonder I
was starving. I looked at my arms and
only then noticed the needle marks. All
five of us had them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Anyways,
back to the happenings. I guess some of
the Affected have had it with the government and someone (or more) has been ‘disappearing’
members of congress who have now been found to be BAD BAD people. The Affected were demanding to be treated
with all the same rights that God gave everyone else. <br />
<br />
I had to wonder how many other buildings were being used to ‘house’
affected. There were five of us in this
one… ten more would be fifty. It was
unacceptable. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Just ONE
held against their will was unacceptable.
I was worried about Aunt Becca and Kassie. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Town”
turned out to be just what we needed.
The other three affected were able to call family and have them come and
get them. Again, that is their story to
tell. As for me and Dr. Rambles, well I
called Aunt Becca and told her I was ok and she told me to NOT come home
because she had just had a horrible visit by the FBI and Selman. They even threatened to take her ranch if she
did not tell them where I was. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Good
grief! Why are they so interested in
ME? I’m not anyone nor do I have super
powers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Dr. Rambles
was able to get a hold of her husband who had been in the hospital with a heart
attack. She was horrified and decided
she was going to fly home as fast as she could.
She didn’t think she would have a job anymore either. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We both
decided we would be safer if we went public.
And two weeks later, that is what we did. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-69055750171633894072014-08-06T15:54:00.001-05:002014-08-06T15:54:59.815-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twenty-Seven<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Seven</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I sent some
of the mice to look for the keys to the other rooms. By this time, I was sure no one would see me
in the plants, I was well hidden. The
foliage was much thicker now. But I
didn’t want there to be too much of a difference so I tried to pull in all the
plants growing and just concentrate on the ivies. I could feel the plants begin to respond and
they began to slow down. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thought
that by now I would be exhausted and weak but I actually felt pretty good. I was still hoppin’ mad because I realized
that Selman was probably behind all this.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had other
mice search the whole place so that I could figure out the ‘lay of the land’ as
it were. It wasn’t as big as I thought
it might be but it wasn’t small either.
I sent a few to find a way outside and they were happy to “show”
me. There was a small crack in one of
the unused storage closets way in the back that actually had stuff in it with
layers of dust. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Outside
looked to be a forest. Well I was
looking through the eyes of a mouse now.
Grass tends to look that way to them. She scurried along the outside
wall until she got to the parking lot.
Now I could see for a longer ways and I could not believe where I was.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In the
middle of NOWHERE!!! How long was I
out? It was just fields forever! Oh there were trees here and there but mostly
just over grown fields. Now again, I was
looking through mouse eyes so I HOPE there was more. I had her go completely around the building,
it took her awhile but she did. I didn’t
see anything different or helpful. It was
the same view as outside the windows behind me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Via the
mice, I found room #3 and Dr. Rambles.
So I concentrated the ivy growth towards her. The ivy grew out of the ducts in her room
which were right above her bed. One of
the mice went into her room by squeezing under the door. So I could “see” how the ivy was doing by
looking through the eyes of the mouse. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Did I
mention that this was freaking me out?? But oh so cool! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Soon I had
five keys in my hands, four to the rooms and one to the front door. The seven men were still running around the
place being chased by the bugs until finally they ended up running out the back
door. Even the four security guards ran
out. The door closed with a solid thunk
behind them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In Dr.
Rambles room I could see she had woke up and was reaching for the ivy, as she
touched it, I got a jolt! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Freaky!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I could see
her nod her head and hear her whisper “Dani?”
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I whispered
back in my head “yes and I’m coming to free you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I decided
that this place needed to go and so gave the plants some last words. They were to do enough damage to make it
uninhabitable for humans but not enough to damage themselves. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I gently
crawled out of the planter. I could see
that there was now only one car left in the lot and nothing but a dust cloud on
the road leading away. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I went and
released Dr. Rambles and the other three.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m not
going to tell the names of the three and yes they all did have abilities but
that is their stories to tell and really this story is about ME! ;)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It turns out
we were in a long forgotten building that was to be the first building of a new
community. It was a real estate office
best I could tell. But the community
never took off. And guess where? No guess?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Kansas. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Yep I was
about three hundred miles from home. But
the girl was from Canada. The guys? One
was from Florida and the other from Oregon.
The only thing they had in common was they were all three going to some
meeting that had been arranged for The Affected. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I wasn’t
sure what to think but we all agreed we needed to get out of there. We all ran back to the reception area where
the plants had already begun again to outgrow their planters and slipped
outside after I used the last key to unlock the door. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We checked
the car out to see if we could use it but there were no keys and none of us
knew how to hot wire a car. And it was
an automatic, so no pushing it to jump start it. There was only the one road and so we didn’t
know which way to go. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thankfully a
Robin pointed us in the right direction to the nearest “huumens” which I took
as meaning a town. Robins can be pretty
abrupt and rude. It wasn’t a town but
rather a farm. I guess they moved out to the boonies for a
reason. I guess they didn’t like to have
people around. I guess that is why they
met us with guns.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Craaaaap.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-48271595103602556992014-08-01T00:09:00.003-05:002014-08-01T00:09:45.388-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twenty-Six<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Six</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes I am NOT
ashamed at all. I called every spider,
ant, fly, roach, and creepy crawler I could think of. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And they
came. Boy did they come. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The bad guys
(or whoever they were) began to beat on the door and make threats telling me I
better move the bed and such and let them in.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Did they
really think I was that stupid??<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Well they
began to scream when the fire ants poured out of the small gap in the door and began
to bite them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The one time
I thanked God for fire ants! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There were
only three guys, the “Mountain” and the two geeks. The mouthy geek and the quiet geek. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I think that
the Mountain squealed louder than the other two but I could definitely hear
three squealers out there. And they then
ran and left my door open. I did not
waste any time. I shoved the bed out of
the way and ran out the door. All the
bugs had followed the three men. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As I began
to run down the hall, I saw an open door and peeked in. It was the monitor room and I could see other
rooms on different monitors. Dr. Rambles
was on one of the screens. It looked
like she was asleep on her cot. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I remembered
she and I had been talking when I was hit by the dart. They must have got her too. I hope they just took her because she was
there and not because they knew about her ability. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There was a
number 3 written on a scrap of paper and taped to her monitor. There were five all together and the one with
just fuzz on it had a 1. I figured that
was mine. All the monitors were watching
someone. Besides Dr. Rambles, there were two other
females and one male. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Just then a
siren went off and I bolted out of the room and down the hall, the opposite way
of the men. I came to a door and the
handle was jiggling so I shot up above the door frame as close to the wall as I
could. Just in time too, it opened and
four men came rushing through. I stuck
my hand in the door way, stopping the door from closing all the way. As soon as they ran around the corner, I
pulled myself through the door and closed it.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Windows. Lots of lovely windows and a door at the far
end that led outside. Bu the windows
showed nothing but a lot of empty fields.
No other buildings. Some trees
here and there. Even the road looked
worn and faded. It was a single lane
dirt packed road that may have had asphalt on it long ago. The
door was glass but only showed a small parking lot that had six vehicles in
it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was in
some kind of reception area. Or at least
that is what it probably was back in the 40’s.
But that’s ok. Because there
were PLANTS in the room! Lots of
plants. Why there were plants, I don’t
know and didn’t care but I totally got to work.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The
reception room (as I began to call it) had those HUGE built in planters that
were the rage decades ago. So I crawled
into one and began to touch and talk to the plants. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Something
different happened that day. It wasn’t
like when I touched the hay and became exhausted. This was, well how do I explain something I
am not sure I understand?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This was a ‘give
and take’ with the plants this time. It
was like they could sense my desperation and so opened up to me more
fully. I felt literally connected to
them all and I did not have to touch every single plant. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We became
one. It was bizarre and so far, I’ve
never felt that same thing. Some of the
plants were very old, I’d say at least 30 or so years old. Remember we are talking about huge
planters. Like twenty feet long as they
followed the windows and six or seven feet wide –from the window to the outer
edge. And the plants had already filled
the planters. They were well
established. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I think the
difference may be because the planters had a water system that was like a drip
system so they had constant access to water.
I’m not sure how they set it up but I could sense that the more water
the plants used, the more water would be ‘pulled’ from the system. And “we” pulled a LOT of water from it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There were
five kinds of ivy type plants growing and I “sent” them through the duct system. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I met a nice
mouse in the planter I was sitting in and he introduced me to his family, all
389 of them. They were more than happy
to help me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And here is
where it got really freaky. I began to
be able to see through their eyes. I
felt like the Beast Master (you know that old movie with Mark Singer? No? well
google it then.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-23336662039164098582014-08-01T00:08:00.002-05:002014-08-01T00:08:57.073-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twenty-Five<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Five</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To say I was
angry was an understatement. I was
LIVID. As soon as I was awake enough, I
thoroughly searched the room, even floating up to the ceiling and inspecting
every single inch of the place. There
was a camera that I immediately disabled by pulling it out of the wall. The walls were cinder blocks and painted a
dull white. The only break in the walls
was the solid steel door. The ceiling
had one light and two small air ducts. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The building
was old though I could tell because when I pulled the camera out of the wall,
some of the cinder block crumbled. I
could not really make the hole bigger with my finger but it just felt old. But there were also a lot of cracks showing
not only along the floor but on the walls.
It reminded me of a store I saw once in California where there had been
a lot of earthquakes. I remember asking
my dad who briefly worked there, why were there so many cracks and he explained
that they were caused by earthquakes.
The walls only held strong due to the rebar and filling in of the cinder
blocks but the paint and mortar would crack.
Then he went on for fifteen minutes about the benefits of stucco. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I also found
a microphone hidden in the bed frame. It
was tucked in the corner. I smashed that
also. I counted the seconds to see how
long it took someone to come to the room.
Their monitors must be close by since I only got to 55 hippopotamus. That is right, I do not say Mississippi. So their room is probably right next door. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I wish I
could say that I fought my way out of the room but alas I failed in that. I did try but I swear that the guy they sent
with the geeks was made of stone and I would have hurt myself if he had not
restrained me. He was gentle about it, I
have to give him that… he could have snapped me in half like a twig. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I’ll just
rip them out again! “ I yelled as loud as I could. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Then we
will restrain you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“oh yeah? Then
what are you going to watch?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I could feel
that mountain holding me trying to not laugh.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I’ve got
rights! You have no right to hold me
here against my will!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“We are
holding you under the Patriot Act, so you have no rights.”<br />
<br />
“So you are declaring me an enemy of the country?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Basically.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Well then I
hope you are ready for a war because that is what you are going to get!” I then shut up and just watched them. The big guy finally set me down but he kept his
hands on my shoulders. I think the
thought I would try to float away or something.
But I refused to use my abilities in their presence. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Finally they
were done and I was alone again and I promptly busted the camera and microphone
again. And then I slid the bed in front
of the door. The room was so small that
it was only an inch or two longer than the bed.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I sat on the
bed and began to call. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ok, since I
really had no idea where I was, I didn’t really know which kind of animal to
call and I was not like Tarzan who could make one call and all the animals
would heed it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So I called
the ONLY group of “animals” I KNEW would be around. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Bugs.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Four<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was never
so embarrassed as I was right then. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Well that
did take that LOOK off of Dr. Ramble’s face and instantly my nausea
lifted. That is when I put two and two
together and blabbed “you’re one of the Affected too!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She did have
the good grace to blush and she did apologize.
Yes she was one of the affected and her ability was twofold, she knew
when someone was lying or keeping something back and …this is where the nausea
came in for me… she could force someone to tell the truth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She didn’t
forget that I was going to share my last ability with her but I put up my hands
and told her “I make plants grow too…please don’t hit me with that LOOK
anymore!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She laughed
“well it is only fair that you now know about me since I got your secrets out
of you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We both
forgot about Selman as we shared our stories and how we became affected and all
that came with it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Dr. Rambles
had also been in a plane that day and while she was up towards the older limit,
whatever happened did not spare her. She did get a headache but she did not tell
the FBI about that and she was able to convince them she was harmless. I guess being honest did not extend to her! Hahahahahaha! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We talked
for over two hours about our abilities in the proto-room so that no one would
be able to overhear us while I finished up planting the milkweed. I also planted a couple radish seeds so she
could see what happened. She was amazed
that they germinated within fifteen minutes.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We also could not hear Selman beating on the various doors. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“At that
rate, they will be ready to eat in just a few days. Does anything happen to those who eat your
enhanced foods?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Well,
several people have been eating them for months and so far, no effects at all.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And that got
us into the experiments I was conducting at my home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">When we
finally came out of the greenhouses, Selman was still there…we had totally
forgot about her. And she was NOT
happy! (the greenhouses automatically
lock so no one can just walk in without a keycard or key) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Dr. Rambles
apologized to her and bid me a good day and walked off. I don’t blame her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I also
walked off…or tried to. Selman grabbed
me by the arm and forced me to stop.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I can
arrest you and detain you for a very long time if you keep messing with me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now her
grabbing me really made me mad and since she was bigger than me, I did not
think I could break her grip.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I am NOT
messing with you; I just want you to leave me alone. I’ve done nothing wrong.” (oops good thing
Dr. Rambles did leave) “I am NOT going with you to your lab. Not now, not ever. So leave me alone or I will go to the press
and spill all about you trying to intimidate me and who knows how many others
who have had this EVENT forced on them!”
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was so
mad.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“And if you
EVER come near me or my family again, I will turn every animal within my range
on you. Just leave us ALONE!” And with those words, I jumped up and she
finally let go when we were about six feet up in the air. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thought I
was done with her but she was more clever than I gave her credit for. But hey, I’m only 17 and had been pretty
sheltered for most of my life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Well one
day, Dr. Rambles and I were out in the prairie garden at the school (we have
five different gardens going) and I got stung by a bee. Or I thought I had. Turns out it was a tranquilizer dart. Dr. Rambles was shot too but I did not know
that until later. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I woke up on
a cot in a dim room that had no windows. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Three</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Things were
going just fine at home during the last few days of spring break. Betty was thrilled with her new boyfriend and
Stanford was just wild about Betty. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Spring
definitely sprung that week. We had finished
planting our garden and the peach trees I had planted were already a foot
high. They would be ready to transplant
in a couple weeks it looked like. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My
experiments were set up and differences were beginning to show. Of course the seeds I had not touched were
not showing yet but the ones I had were.
Since I would not be doing anything until the next Saturday; keeping to
my one week theme, not much else I could do.
They would be watered regularly by our watering system we had in the
greenhouses. Aunt Becca and Kassie would
keep an eye on them and let me know if anything drastic happened. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Kassie said
she would skype with me several times during the week for updates. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">However,
when I got back to school, I found that one of my professors was no longer
there and that a Dr. Lois Rambles has replaced her. This was in my Plant morphology course. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She was
interesting and reminded me of the stereotypical grandma figure. You know, the kind that would spoil her
grandkids rotten but not take any sass from anyone. That type that could give you a cookie even
when mom and dad said no? I would have
loved to have a grandma like that! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Anyways the
trouble came and my life changed when Dr. Rambles caught me in the
proto-room. I didn’t even know she had
access, let alone WANT to be there. It started out fine since I had gloves on and
was simply setting up one of the experiments for Dr. Ross. Just some simple milkweed he was going to
plant in the Butterfly garden. He was
trying to see which of two different species were preferred by a certain
species of butterfly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">First of
all, Dr. Rambles startled me when she asked about the gloves.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Dani, why
are you wearing gloves?” she asked with that left eyebrow of her arched and
derned if I wasn’t compelled to tell the truth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I don’t
want to touch the seeds.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Why not?”
she asked with that arched brow still giving that “LOOK”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I felt like
she was just pulling the truth right out of me. I tried OH so hard to keep my mouth shut but
I could not for the life of me and I began to get desperate since I did not
want my last ability known by anyone else. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“because I
don’t want to skew the results…” I was
getting physically ill and did not want her to ask any more questions so I ran
for the bathroom and threw up my lunch. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She followed
me in there. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Are you
ok?” she asked me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I’ll be
fine, just leave please. I don’t like
being sick in front of people.” What
else could I say? Hey your questions are making me sick? And I don’t know why!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Well Dani,
I will leave but I actually came to let you know that someone named Selman is
waiting to talk to you outside.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I literally
moaned out loud as I came out of the stall and washed my mouth out at the
sink. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I take it
she is not your favorite person?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“You have no
idea. I want nothing to do with her, she
just wants to use me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And again
with that arched brow “what do you mean?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Look,
you’ll probably hear about it anyways since there are video’s on line but I
have certain abilities. I’m one of the
Affected. And Selman wants me to go to
her lab and be studied. I want nothing
to do with her. I just want to live my
life the best I can.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Then came
the question that changed everything…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“What are
your abilities?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">OH how I
wanted to run away, just anywhere to get away from her but it was like my feet
were frozen to the floor and she just stood there pinning me to that spot with
THAT LOOK!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I started
feeling sick again but the words were just pulled out of my mouth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I can talk
to animals…” I groaned out. “and fly…” I was in some serious pain but she just
kept staring at me with THAT LOOK!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“And
…and… I … can… ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m gonna
be sick again…” and so I was. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">All over her
feet.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-17093383755709462392014-07-28T09:21:00.002-05:002014-07-28T09:21:52.348-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twenty-Two<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-Two</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">After we ate
and paid, we locked ourselves in the bathroom.
And that is when I found that card Selman had given me. My Aunt looked at it and said it was too thick
for a normal card so she stuck her nail in the edge and tried to peel it
apart. When she saw the first wire she
stopped.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“My first
thought is to flush this thing but I think I have a better idea. Let’s find
someone to ‘give’ this to and then get out of here.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We went back
out into the restaurant and saw that there was a line to pay. We got into line and Kassie took the card and
slid it into the jacket pocket of some lady.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She sure is
sneaky that Kassie! I love it. We got out of line and decided we needed to
put a bigger tip at our table which had not yet been cleaned off. So while my Aunt hunted through her purse for
another dollar or two. Kassie and
watched that lady pay and then step out of the restaurant. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We watched
as she got into her car and then left.
The SUV was not far behind her! Yes! Success! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We figured
they would catch their mistake pretty quick but it felt good to get one over on
them. So we headed back to the auction
and Aunt Becca was able to get her stud –Stanford for even less than what she
offered the owner. Seems something upset
him and he had a fit on the auction floor.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What? You think I had something to do with that??<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Hehehehehe….maybe.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Anyways… we
were about a mile from the Ranch when Aunt Becca pulled off the road real quick
and told me to grab my bag and get out.
I jumped out right quick and she was gone. So I slipped my bag over onto my back and ran
and jumped. I took the short cut
home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Sure enough
I came to the Ranch the back way and slipped into the loft of the barn and what
did I see by the house? A black SUV with Selman standing outside it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I knew that
Aunt Becca would be coming to the barn to get Stanford settled in and yep she
just blew by Selman. HAHAHAHA! I love my Aunt. OOPS! Looks like Selman will need a shower
tonight. She just had to stand by that
deep mud puddle and thus got a double whammy when the truck plowed through it
and then the trailer a second later. I
think she will be spitting mud for a week!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had a hard
time keeping my laughter quiet. But
Kassie sure was laughing loudly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They worked
quickly and efficiently getting Stanford all comfy and cozy in his stable. I saw that Betty slipped into the barn from
outside. Her door to the meadow was open
for her. Actually all the stalls doors
to the meadow were opened except for Stanfords.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Since it was
time anyways, Aunt Becca made Selman wait until all the feeding chores were
done. I don’t think Selman minded too
much, since it gave her time to clean up a bit.
Aunt Becca finally gave her five minutes by her SUV. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I couldn’t
hear what she said but Selman left right afterwards. I decided to follow her. So out the loft I went. She stopped about five miles down the road
and met up with another SUV. So I got
myself comfy and did what any sensible person who could talk to animals
did. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I asked a
couple bats to go and see what they were saying. They didn’t mind at all since the headlights
were drawing some tasty bugs out. The
two bats fed on insects as they listened to Selman talk to some guy. I could see him and he looked like the guy
who followed that lady out of the restaurant.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They only
spoke for about ten minutes and then they both left. My bats friends came back and told me what
they said. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now talking
to a bat is a bit different since they have that sonar gig going on. It was really cool because it was almost like
watching a sonogram like they do on pregnant women. So they gave me a “movie picture” with their
words. It was awesome. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Neither
Selman nor the guy, whose name I found out was Brad Spitzer… that may not be
quite correct, I did get the info from a bat… were happy. Brad was mad because I had sent him on a
goose chase that almost got him tossed in jail because the lady called the
police and said she had a stalker. I don’t
care who ya are, that was funny. Selman
was mad because she now thought I was still in Springfield shopping of all
things. Oh if she really knew me, she’d
know I did NOT like to shop. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Seems Aunt
Becca told her that I decided to stay and get some summer clothes for the rest
of the semester of school. So they both
were headed back to Springfield.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I laughed so
hard I almost fell out of the tree. The
bats thought I was a bit off in the head.
I thanked them and they went on their way. And I flew back home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Little did I
know that my whole world was about to change. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-72014485451963304682014-07-28T09:20:00.000-05:002014-07-28T09:20:50.179-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twenty-One<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 10.666666984558105px;">WARNING: MATURE MATTER DISCUSSED. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 10.666666984558105px;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty-One</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The next
Thursday, my Aunt Becca, Kassie, and I went to Springfield MO for a horse
auction. We left super early so we could
be there when the barn doors opened. My
aunt was looking for a new stud to breed Betty with. Yep, my Betty refused the normal route of
artificial insemination. Now let me tell
you that was some conversation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Dona think
I’m gonna be lettin’ ye stick that thing up my daisy now.” Yes my horse calls
her vagina a daisy. I have no idea
why. I’m afraid to ask her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Youse best
be gettin’ me a real stud cause this will be my last baby and I’ma feelin’
frisky.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Well the
price of horse semen did go up quite a bit so Aunt Becca figured it would be
just good business to find a stud and buy him.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I came along
to make sure Betty’s “list of unacceptable traits” was considered. It wasn’t a long list but included: “No biting me” and “no whiner” and “no
crossed eyes”. Well she had me write at
the end “must be romantic”, what the heck?
Where did she come up with this stuff?
I asked her if she had been sneaking peeks through the living room
window when Aunt Becca watched her shows.
Seems we have a peeping horse.
And that led into a long discussion on how animals can smell what we are
thinking and pretty much read our body language. In other words, animals know a bunch more
about us humans and how we are than we know about them. Sigh.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Anyways,
things were going great, I had talked to all the studs for sale and narrowed
the decision down to two which met all Aunt Becca’s wants and Betty’s. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Both were in
the price range that Aunt Becca could afford and I was really thinking it would
come down to their names: Wrigley and
Stanford. It was while I was having
another chat with Stanford that he told me someone was watching us and sure
enough, I turned around and saw someone taking a video. Now the man just kind of slowly turned as if
he was videoing ALL the horses. But the
hairs on the back of my neck stood up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How dare he
spy on me! Well two can play that
game. I told Stanford I’d be back,
slipped him a biscuit (these are like milk bones for horses) and then began to
saunter around until I got to the rabbits.
Now the set up for the rabbits only had one entrance and right by that
entrance was a beautiful rabbit. No I
don’t know what breed since I’m not a rabbit person. I had a quick chat with the girl and kept
wandering around. The fella following me
and trying hard to not be obvious about it, started to come into the barn but
saw how small it was and stopped at the entrance. And then he made a phone call. I pretended to not notice. But I took my time and made him wait by that
door at least five more minutes after he hung up then I made way towards the
entrance. He took off and went around
the side of another barn. I stopped and
had a chat with the rabbit. Seems he was
one of Selman’s people and he was giving an update of what I was doing. Then according to Phoebe, the rabbit; he was
told to back off since they had a lock on me anyways. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thanked
Phoebe and rubbed her behind and between her ears and left to go find my Aunt
and Kassie. They did not know I had
left the horse barn.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Since the
auction would not start until 2pm and the owners of both horses did not want to
sell outright but thought they could do better at auction; we went for lunch. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">We sat by a
window so we could keep an eye on the truck and trailer parked at the edge of
the parking lot. It </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> long after
we got our food (Yummy Thai) that a black SUV pulled in and a guy I had not
seen before got out with his phone pointed out like he was scanning and he
pointed his phone right at our window. I
don’t think he could see in because of the tint on the glass which kept the hot
sun out. But I sure saw him. All I could think was “Tracking Device”. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Somehow
Selman had managed to tag me or my aunt or even Kassie with a tracking
device. I told my Aunt. She was not happy. Nor was I.
Even Kassie was upset.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
</div>
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<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twenty</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The plane ride
home was uneventful thankfully! I kept
my butt in my seat and buckled with my bag right next to me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There was a
lady with one of those itty bitty dogs, some kind of tea cup terrier or
something. It had long hair and was
really cute but as dumb as a rock! We
hit some turbulence and instead of whining that dog thought it was some kind of
ride and would say “WEEEEEEEE!” Well
maybe it did sound like a whine to his owner because she would start fawning
all over him and cooing to him thinking he was scared. After this happened twice, I leaned over and
told her that he was loving it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">She just
looked at me like I was crazy. That’s
ok. The dog was eating up all that lovey
dovey crap from her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Most of the
chatter on the plane was about the plants that went haywire in DC. I caught snatches of conversations here and
there. Finally I put in my earphones and
played my IPod. I did do some googling
though when we could use our phones. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes I laughed
out loud when I read some of the speculations making the rounds. One newspaper declared that plants were going
to take over the world and enslave us all.
Another one thought that man eating plants would be soon coming for
everyone. One “expert” thought that it
was some other type of Event and radiation from the sun had something to do
with it. I finally put my phone away and
dozed off until we landed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">All our
vehicles were on campus except our professors who had driven us all to the
airport. So we all went to campus. Since Staria and I were the only ones with
plant experiments currently going on, we headed to the greenhouses to check on
things. I managed to go ahead and plant
my peach seeds, making sure they went into the proto-room. All data and boring dates and such recorded
on my laptop. They’d go home with me Friday.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I also used
the time to begin to design my new experiments.
I tried to come up with some smart and snappy name but I was having a
hard time trying to name my plant growing ability. How do you label an ability that speeds up
plant growth? I left it for later. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I decided on
five sets of samples using radishes. One
set would be my control and planted without me touching the seeds or plants at
all. The second set would be me just
touching the seeds but never touching the plants again. The third set would be me NOT touching the
seeds but only touching the plants ONCE. The fourth set would be me not touching the
seeds but touching the plants once a week. The last set would be me touching
the seeds and the plants once a week. I
knew I could expand this out to more sets of samples but I felt five sets would
be enough for the initial experiment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I really did
not worry too much about people eating what has been enhanced by my ability
since the animals and my Aunt and even Kassie and I had been eating stuff at
her ranch already for weeks and I’ve not seen any difference in any of us. But I’d still keep an eye on us all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">Since we
went to DC on the first weekend of Spring Break we still had a whole week left
so everyone went home Monday morning. I
decided to gather up my plants in the proto-room and take them home with
me. Aunt Becca had given me a bit of
room in the older greenhouse that she keeps her exotic plants in. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">She was thinking of getting two more
greenhouses and growing coffee plants in one and tea in the other. She got the idea when I </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">accidentally</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> messed
with her two coffee plants and they responded generously. The beans she collected about a week later
were a deep but mellow coffee flavor. She
said that these plants usually put out more of a bitter flavor, which is why
she was down to two plants.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Yes I know I’m
ramblin’ again but dern it all, this is my journal and I’m a gonna ramblin’ if
I want to. SO there! Hhahahaha! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-18946430197153389262014-07-24T17:46:00.000-05:002014-07-24T17:46:10.698-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Nineteen<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Nineteen</span></u></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And that is
why when you woke up that Sunday Morning all the news was a flutter over how
both the Capital Building and the Washington Monument were all tangled up in
Kudzu. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was
thrilled when they actually used the word “tangled”. My mission plot was a huge success. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And the best
thing is that due to the videos taken on the plane and my group knowing I could
talk to dogs, NO ONE even thought to think about ME being the one who did
it. I guess no one thought one of the
Affected could have THREE abilities. Even
though several videos and pictures managed to capture me walking around the
places no one could really see my face.
None in my group had a clue it was me.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now I’m sure
you saw some of the pictures of them trying to hack out all that kudzu, it took
them almost the rest of the year to get rid of it all. Can I help it that it would regrow over
night? Any part of the plant that was
left would just keep growing and making seeds which would drop to the ground
and grow just as quickly as the parent plant.
I watched each news article closely and kept good notes on it. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My conclusion was that my abilities made the
Kudzu grow at a rate of 120 times its normal growth. So either that ability was getting stronger
or it was the Kudzu growth abilities. I
would have to begin several different experiment samples to determine if my
ability was getting stronger or if it reacted differently with different
plants. Radishes were a small plant
that grew fast, so I’d start with those.
I did not want to start some new invasion of Kudzu where I lived. I should have enough data about Kudzu from
the event in DC. And I could always find
another spot that needed to be tangled up for a while. Maybe the New York Stock Exchange? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now when I
was in DC, I tried real hard to be careful in Atriums of the Botanical Gardens
but I guess I was not careful enough. Yeah, those plants got out of control pretty
quick too. I found a small article about that on the
web. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So while I
did have mostly success, some things did not go as planned. Oh and all those plants and trees I touched
as I walked around the Capital Building… HUGE!
And oh so healthy! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">There was
this one peach tree that I had touched and I went back by it the morning before
we left and picked a dozen peaches to take back. I was going to feed them to my group and see
if anything would happen. But I
changed my mind when I bit into one.
DELICIOUS! These babies are MINE!
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ok, I may
let them each eat one but the seeds are mine! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Turns out I
had to share the peaches, TSA said we had to eat them since they would not let
me take them through security. But they
did let me keep the seeds. I was careful
to not touch them. I just held the
envelope (yes the one that the Kudzu seeds had been in) open and they dropped
the seed in. I put that into an extra
ziplock bag I had. I was gonna be
watching everyone very carefully over the next few weeks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Eighteen</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">All morning
long, we went all over the gardens, inside and out and in all those amazing
glass greenhouses. I loved the main two
story one and sat on a wood bench on the top floor sketching many of the
plants. I had already filled two of my
camera SD cards up. I still had three to
go. But sometimes you just had to draw
the plants.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">I </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> too
bad of an artist when it came to drawing plants. Staria was a great artist. One could look at a drawing of hers and they
would try to pick up the plant or flower.
I think the rest of us were pretty good because we drew all the time and
practice does make one better. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now I had
not forgotten about “Operation: Tangled” and had the little envelope in one of
the smaller pockets of my backpack. My plan was to go and “explore” the capital
building during our lunch break and find all the best places to plant. Since it was Friday, there should not be too
many gardeners’ left working the grounds that afternoon. Then when we were done at the botanical
gardens, the rest of the group planned on going to some fancy Indian
restaurant. I told them that food from
India did not agree with me nor did I agree with it so I’d go grab something
and just head to the hotel. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">That part
worked great. I had figured out at lunch
exactly where to plant all the seeds. I
was getting anxious to find out how my little experiment worked. I figured if the hay would grow a foot and a
half in three days, Kudzu should grow anywhere from five to ten feet in a
day. I thought that would be a good guess. I was wrong.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was so
nervous when I strolled back to the Capital Building. I mean that was where congress passed all our
laws and such. But I figured if a
president could bang some intern in the Oval Office, people in that building
probably did worse. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But I didn’t
want to get caught and here I was walking through the grass, touching all the
trees that surrounded the building, with sweaty hands holding all those
seeds. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thankfully I
did not have to actually DIG into the ground and PLANT the seeds, I just kinda
sprinkled them here and there by the walls.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I would hold
a few in one of my hands as I walked around “engrossed” in all greenery. Yes I touched every single plant I could as I
sprinkled two or three seeds here and there.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I made it
all the way around the building but still had some seeds left. Not a lot …maybe three dozen? My thoughts turned to “what else” and my eyes
looked up and saw, The largest Phallic symbol in the country. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The
Washington Monument.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Oh yes I
did!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-53183524771188447022014-07-22T02:58:00.005-05:002014-07-22T02:58:59.505-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Seventeen<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Seventeen</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The evening
went great! Everyone was kind yet curious and we had a nice long talk and I
told them all the wonderful things about my puny abilities…well TWO of
them. I did NOT mention my way with
plants. I actually got a kick out of
explaining to them how the animals talk to me and related what happened when my
Aunt Becca rounded up the two cows and three pigs to be sent off to butcher and
how the other animals were talking about how some of them were sent away and
never came back and they figured they went to a better place. I also told them about how the chickens
complain about us taking the eggs they worked so hard to make each day but that
I could distract them so easily with a handful of meal worms that would scream
as the chickens ate them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They were
concerned for me to hear all that and wondered how I handled it. I guess since I had already had a lot of
experience on the farm, I never really thought differently of the animals
despite being able to talk to them.
Maybe I was in denial? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But I think
I turned Bella and Jan into vegans with all my talk. They looked horrified when I mentioned the
meal worms screaming. And since I was
feeling a bit feisty and those two were kind of snobs already, I told them how
I’d heard two house spiders talking once about wanting to go find a rich fancy
house and climb into the humans noses as they slept. I think I may regret that one later. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Those two
are actually very sweet but in a snobby kind of way. They just don’t know any better it
seems. But they are also very
generous. For example Bella saw a
homeless man holding a “will work for food” sign as we were walking to the
Botanical Gardens. Our hotel was just
three blocks away. Well she decided to
give him some advice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Dear man,
you should try to grow some food for yourself.” </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">See what I mean?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-58486231444267689652014-07-21T17:52:00.000-05:002014-07-21T17:52:30.752-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Sixteen<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Sixteen<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">My group was
waiting for me right inside the gate and of course as soon as I saw them I knew
they were going to start asking questions so I stopped them with “I don’t want
to talk about it right now. I want to
get to our hotel, take a long hot shower, and eat some pizza. Then I will talk about it.” It was a quiet ride to the hotel even though
we all managed to squeeze our stuff in the trunk and all of us in one
taxi. So glad it was only a fifteen
minute ride to the hotel. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We had three
rooms, two to a room. Professor Hill and
Randell Marker shared a room. Bella
Stromherst and Jan Mallard shared a room.
And I shared a room with Staria.
Just Staria, no last name; or so she claims. Now she is a flamboyant one, let me tell
you. She has neon green hair and wears
these multi-colorful, flouncy moo moo outfits that look great on her. No make-up, not that she needs any at all
with her fresh and pretty face! When I
stand next to her, I feel like a toad and she is a butterfly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Do you
realize that toads eat butterflies?
Hahaha! Ok, I do like her and we
get along grandly. And she doesn’t think
I look like a toad. She is also hilarious! Staria is a grad student and her work involves
plant-animal interactions. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">When I got
out of my LONG HOT shower, she already had ice in our bucket, soda pop’s out of
the vending machine, and the pizza ordered. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Hurry up
and get dressed, the rest will be here in five minutes and the pizza will be
here in three.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Did I
mention that she was very efficient and people underestimate her all the
time? Oh and she is like a billionth
degree black belt in some obscure martial arts?
We go to the same studio though she calls it a “dōjō”?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“And yes we
have all already googled you and found the story from last year.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Oh great, so
they all already knew I could fly and talk to animals. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Any video’s
from the plane online yet?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Seven.” Crap!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">“But don’t
worry, you </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">aren't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> showing any VIP parts so not many will watch them.” I rolled my eyes at that… but she did have a
point. I decided I </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> gonna let the
situation ruin any more of my day because I love pizza!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-41468722623954891242014-07-21T17:49:00.003-05:002014-07-21T17:49:52.720-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Fifteen<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Fifteen</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">You know
that saying “God laughs at the plans of men”? Well He laughs at the plans of
women too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Everything
was FINE until about halfway through the flight to DC. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had
managed to cram everything I would need for the trip into my backpack so I
would not have to worry about checking in any baggage. So I brought it on with me. Well I decided I wanted to take a couple of
pictures of us on the plane and out the window, so I hopped up to get it out of
the overhead compartment and well seems my feet never hit the floor. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now this was
the first time AFTER the “EVENT” that I had flown and I did not realize that
being back up that high would cause sporadic spaz’s of my abilities. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As I floated
up to the ceiling, I looked around and noticed that most people had their noses
in their phones and IPad’s. But there
was that one lady… you know the “one” … that one lady who always has her nose
in others business and then promptly gives her opinion on how you should run
your life? Well THAT lady saw me and when we locked eyes, she shrieked
LOUDLY and rudely pointed at me.
“EEEEECK! Look she is floating!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I really
tried to right myself and push me back down to the floor but it was too
late. Now EVERYONE was looking at
me. So what else could I do but be a
smart butt but play dumb.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“What is
happening? Is this another Event?
Someone help me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How
embarrassing when everyone just took video.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">I finally
made it back into my seat and it </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> pretty getting there. I had to hook one of my feet under the arm of
my seat and push off with my hand and then PULL myself into my seat and buckle
up. Since I had tossed my bag onto my
seat, I sat by the window. Thankfully I
did not have anyone sitting with me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The rest of
the flight was a nightmare as several strangers tried to sit in the seat next
to me and ask me questions and wanting a picture with me. I finally got them to leave me alone when I
shouted “The next person who bugs me will have me puking on them. Ya’all are making me SICK!” </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now that got me an icy cold ginger ale from
the airline steward, he was very nice.
He even gave me an extra cookie.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The only
ones who did NOT try to bug me were my professor and the other four students in
our group. I think they were in shock.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">When we
landed, I waited until everyone was off the plane before I unbuckled. Thankfully I was back to normal, well normal
for the ‘new’ me anyways. No
floating. I was so relieved. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-89317141781998838392014-07-21T17:47:00.001-05:002014-07-21T17:48:07.141-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Fourteen <div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Fourteen</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Two days
before we were leaving for DC, I went for the seeds. It was a beautiful night, one that just begs
for a midnight walk about campus, which is much safer now thanks to Aunt Becca. But most people were indoors by 1am and that
is when I went for my own walk. I
didn’t encounter anyone as I made my way to the greenhouses but that could be
because I was flying. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I flew to
the window of the lab that had the seeds I wanted. It was just as unlocked as when I checked it
three days before. Ok, I was NOT very
graceful going into the window, but YOU try to fly to a window and open it and
crawl in; I doubt you could do better. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I pretty
much fell into the room and knew I’d be sore later. At least I landed semi on my feet; ok, my
feet and my butt. It could have been
worse, like I could have landed on my head. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I turned on
my headlamp on the red light setting and went into the storage room where the
freezer was. It only took a moment to
open the ten pound (at least) bag holding the seeds and transfer enough to fill
my little coin envelope. I must have
gotten hundreds of seeds. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had gloves
on, so no prints and no seeds touched by my ability. Everything back in place and I was back at
the window, slowly flying through it again.
I grabbed the window so I could close it and then I was back in the air
headed back to my dorm. Easy peasy – and
thankfully no new video’s online in the morning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-74135053745918637962014-07-17T13:48:00.002-05:002014-07-17T13:48:28.052-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Thirteen <div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Thirteen</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">One of the
first things I had to figure out was how to get some kudzu seeds. I did not want anyone to connect me with what
I was going to do, so I really could not just go in and ask for some
seeds. I </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">couldn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> volunteer to work on
that project because it already was someone’s project and again, I did not want
to connect myself to the kudzu. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">So that left
stealing the seeds. I </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">couldn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> go out
and collect any on my own because it was the end of winter, hence no plants had
made any seeds yet.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I wished I
had the popping power of that guy I saw on TV because then I could just pop
into lab and grab some. However, the
more I thought about it, the more I realized I may have access. The lab is just one of several that are connected
to the greenhouses on campus. In fact,
the lab where I was working is connected to Greenhouse A, or GH Apple as I call
it. This is the biggest one and has
several dwarf apple trees. One of the
things I’m working on is apples. I’m
working on ‘creating’ an apple that is crisp but sweet and is resistant to
disease and pests. Yes I know, not
probable but also not impossible. I have
to be careful to wear gloves all the time I’m “officially” around any of the
plants here at school. My “other
projects” don’t call for the gloves.
Maybe I’ll tell you more about those later. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Back to the
stealing of the kudzu seeds. I could go
through the greenhouses to GH-C and see if they left the door to their lab
unlocked. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Now everyone
is use to me being in ALL the greenhouses because I’m constantly taking
pictures and uploading them to my blog. Yes
I have a plant blog with a whole ten subscribers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">So I began
to go take pictures at different times, even during the night and found ways to
talk to the two students who worked in the kudzu lab. I had four weeks to figure out how to and
grab the seeds. I really didn’t want to
get them too early since I did not want to </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">accidentally</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> make them grow too
soon. Getting on and off the plane with
seeds would be much easier than with plants. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Mark Graffon
and Sandi Piper were the two students in the lab. They were graduate students working on their
Phd’s. So me asking them questions was a
normal occurrence since I was an undergrad and it was what we were supposed to
do. I actually found myself fascinated
with all I was learning about kudzu and that just increased my motive for what
I was going to do. Or at least TRY to
do. It was a fascinating three weeks and
all my questions paid off. See sometimes
a grad student will want to ‘show off’ for an undergrad and show off she
did. The whole lab! Which included the freezer where they kept
the seed. They had POUNDS of the
seed. I knew then that the few dozen I’d
be taking would never be missed at all. I also learned that at 7:00pm every evening,
the lab was left unattended for supper time.
And that while the door was locked, the windows were not. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I guess I
should explain a bit about how the labs are laid out. Each lab has three rooms; the first one being
the ‘entry’ and this has windows about six feet up the wall. And one of those windows is ‘in’ the
greenhouse. They open but I doubt anyone
ever opens them. I think I’m the only
one that ever does in my lab, though that is only on especially gorgeous
days. And my windows have screens, the
kudzu lab’s windows don’t. The second
room is usually storage for all the equipment and supplies. The third is usually for secure procedures or
isolation of specific organisms. One
usually has to follow specific protocol to enter into this room. Hence the nickname: “proto-room”. I’m currently using mine for some not so “official”
experiments. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I have to
tell you that NOT many undergrads have this opportunity to work in a lab. Most who are invited find they don’t have the
time. And usually ONLY those in their
senior year (aka: close to graduation) ARE invited to work with a professor. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I’m not
trying to say I’m “special” but … I am. Hahaha!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">At least
that is what Professor Hill has said.
The lab is his lab and he is just working on the apple trees and when I
asked if I could do some side experiments in the proto-lab, he said sure since
he </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> using it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ok, ok, I
see I’m rambling a bit and getting side tracked. Let me explain how easy it was to get the
seeds. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-12800188850794159402014-07-17T13:44:00.003-05:002014-07-17T13:44:34.074-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Twelve<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Twelve</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How could I
help people? That thought had been rattling
around in my head for several days. I
did want to help where I could; I was just not finding where that “where”
was. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">Then came
the day when Professor Hill, my botany </span><span style="font-size: 27px; line-height: 30.66666603088379px;">adviser</span><span style="font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> and teacher, announced a trip to
Washington DC to see the Botanical Gardens.
The trip would be over five days and during spring break. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was kind
of scared since I was not sure what my presence in the gardens would do to all
those plants over five days but then the mischievous side of me began to
emerge. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">One of the
plants that were being studied here at the college was Kudzu. I’m not sure if you know what that is but it
is a very invasive plant here in the south and many are trying to find ways to
eradicate it. Now the poor plant has a
bad reputation which it may deserve but it is also a very beneficial
plant. The young shoots can be eaten and
they are finding that this plant may have some serious benefits when it comes
to our health. But it does grow quite quickly
on its own. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This got me
to wondering how it would grow with a little nudge from me. Which of course got me to thinking about
WHERE it could grow – and I was going to be in Washington DC for five whole
days. And the botanical gardens were
just a few blocks from some certain places that I personally thought could
benefit from some expanded ‘greenery’. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Maybe I will
end up being one of those “super villains” after all. Nah, my abilities are not powerful
enough. But my plan would be a test of
them. And that is how I convinced myself
to “go” with “operation: tangled up.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-21993831637040291792014-07-17T13:42:00.003-05:002014-07-17T13:42:40.276-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Eleven<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Eleven</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Two weeks
before spring break and I met Selman. Oh
she was nice enough, asked lots of questions in that false sweet, respectful
way of hers. See I don’t trust her
especially since I was right in the middle of planning for my “caper”. She caught me outside walking to the
cafeteria for lunch under one of those big oak trees the campus is famous
for. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I didn’t say
much to her at all nor did I agree to her “oh so generous” offer for me to come
to her lab and be studied. She went on
and on about how those who came were able to refine and even increase their
powers, thinking that would be a selling point to me. I do have to say HER file on me was a bit
thicker than the other one. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I honestly
started out listening to her but the conversation that three squirrels were
having about us caught and kept my attention.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Dancing
Wind is not stupid enough to go with that woman”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“oh no, not
our Dancing Wind. She will see through
all that fake talk.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“tag your
it”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“no fair!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">At that I
had to look up and watch as the three began an earnest game of tag all over
that tree and even into the one next to it.
I kept catching little bits of their conversation as they ran by every
so often.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“That lady
still here?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Dancing
Wind needs to go eat so she is ready for winter.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“That color
of that suit makes that lady look like a dead person.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“You missed
me! Hahahaha!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“No I
didn’t.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was trying
really hard not to laugh and FINALLY Selman realized I had not been listening
to her but rather the squirrels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“What did
they say?” she asked me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I just
looked at her like she was crazy or something.
Finally I said “excuse me” and walked off to lunch.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Darn woman
followed me! Yes I have to admit I
BRIEFLY entertained the thought of asking the squirrels to run all over her but
restrained myself. She should be
thanking me for that. But I seriously
doubt that the thought I’d sic any animal on her ever crossed her mind. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I thought it
funny that she had to pay for a meal in order to follow me into the
cafeteria. Oh they had potato soup that
day…delicious! I fixed my salad and
grabbed a cup of that soup and went and sat down without really thinking, at my
usual place -an out of the way booth in the back. As soon as I sat down, I realized my
mistake. Drat if that woman didn’t just
slide right in next to me. I was nicely
trapped.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">After
several minutes of her describing all the benefits to ME about working with
her, she changed tactics and began the “you can help save the world” line of
BS. (sorry for the swearing Aunt Becca)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The thing
is, I had ALREADY been thinking about how I could use my abilities to help
others, hence my little 'caper' I had already begun to plan. Touching seeds seemed to be the
only real way I could help. But that
took so much out of me, I don’t really know how much of a help it would
actually be for 7 billion plus people of the world. I don’t even know if I could lift anyone up
with me. I never tried it. I made a mental note to try it with Kassie
that weekend. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I was
getting really good at tuning this woman out.
She finally got the point and after giving me her thick fancy card, she
left. She probably went off to arrange
people to spy on me. I think she was
more upset that I would not even confirm my name to her, let alone my abilities
than for my tuning her out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Did I
mention she even tried to play that video on her phone. I just ate my salad and soup. After fixing myself a hot cup of sweet tea in
my handy stainless steel coffee mug I keep in my backpack; I took my dishes to
the window that they mysteriously disappear from and went back outside. I did look around to make sure she was really
gone and headed to my next class. I
almost threw her card away but decided at the last minute to keep it and give
it to my Aunt. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And that was
a mistake.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-28602802386142003692014-07-17T13:39:00.006-05:002014-07-17T13:39:52.538-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Ten<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Ten</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thankfully, I
was alone in my room since my roommate had already left. She had had her last final exam two days
prior. I called my Aunt and explained
what happened. Of course, I had to
listen to a twenty minute lecture about being more careful. But she was furious at me begin attacked and
abruptly hung up on me. Thirty minutes
later she called back. Seems she called
the Dean AND the Chancellor of the college about what happened and asked what they
were going to do about it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Both my Aunt
and Kassie came and got me. I had
everything packed up and managed to sneak it all down to the lobby at
3:30am. No one was around. Kassie was all excited and said she has
watched that video a hundred times at least.
She wanted to know why I meowed when I usually just spoke English. I didn’t really have an answer for her since
at the time I was scared and desperate for help. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Over the
winter break, my Aunt did not give up about what happened to me and by the time
the spring semester began a new program was in place for anyone who felt they
needed an escort to their dorm could call security and have two people walk
them to their dorm. You could even
request specific people. It was run by
volunteers who had to go through training and pass a physical that made the
football guys cry. There is a local
martial arts club (three actually) who volunteered to be escorts. Not only did this program work great, the
clubs got many new clients. One of which
was me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Another
thing my Aunt got was a settlement from the boy’s families. And that bought my first vehicle. I did speak at their hearing, both the
college hearing and the criminal hearing.
I truly believe they would not have gone to such extremes if they had
not been drunk. Though they did choose
to get drunk. I also felt that the cats
did a thorough job of “punishing” them.
They both have some nasty scars.
Now I could be wrong and they could be good actors, but it turns out
that both those boys transferred to a different college anyways and I never saw
them again. Both hearings ended up being more about my
abilities than what happened. I declined
to answer those questions. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">During the
winter break, Kassie and I experimented with all the ranch animals and a few
wild ones. Seems I was able to speak
THEIR languages too. More like Dr. Doolittle. UGH! I
don’t know who laughed more during that time: Kassie or the animals. And yes I could carry Kassie but could not go
too high up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Thankfully
the “Flying Girl” story disappeared and got buried under new stories and when I
went back, things were calm and very few bothered to say anything. It helped that I got a different haircut and
contacts. No one was quite sure if it
was me or not. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The weeks
were flying by until it all changed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-22364136497734341512014-07-17T13:38:00.002-05:002014-07-17T13:38:23.680-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Nine<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Nine</span></u></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The first
semester of college went really well. I
choose my major: botany and minor: chemistry.
I was debating doing a dual major with environmental sciences but
decided to wait until next semester to decide.
I tested out of most of the “general courses” so that I could devote my
time to my actual degrees. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I have a set
of personal rules for myself and tend to get aggravated when people want me to
“bend” them. And there came a night at
the end of the semester, with only ONE day of final exams to go, when I had to
take action and use my powers to defend myself.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I had just
come out of a LONG study session at the college library and I had to walk past
fraternity row to get back to my dorm.
Well parties were going on and it looked like the whole campus was at
the house I called the “Jerky Jock House” which housed many of the football
jerks. I can’t count the number of times
they hit on me. It really bugged the
crap out of me. Well tonight was no
exception and a couple of the fellas took it too far.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They caught
me just as I was getting ready to cross the road and drug me back towards their
frat house. They were not taking NO for
an answer and they were SO drunk that I swear I got a bit of a high off their breath. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">One thing
you may not know about college campuses is that there are a LOT of feral cats
that live on them and only come out at night.
I have to say that they were starting to hurt me and so out of fright I
called out to all those cats for help. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I must have
meowed instead of using English cause the boys paused for a moment and looked
at me. I tried again to break their hold
and get away but they jerked me as they began to walk again. Oh they started to say some HORRIBLE things
about what they were going to do to me and “goodie two shoes” was the nicest
thing they called me. “Frigid B” was
another. I called again and could hear cats
calling back. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Suddenly
about twenty yards from the frat house, dozens of cats descended on us. Well on the two boys. Oh they let me go right quick then because
they were trying to get all the cats off of them. I ended up between them and the house and I
wanted to get out of there so I thought “why not” and ran a few steps and up I
went. When I was up about 15 feet, I
called the cats again and they disappeared as fast as they showed up and I flew
away towards my dorm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The next
morning I was all over YouTube and Twitter and fifty other social media
sites. Darned if someone hadn’t taped
the whole thing with their phone. I
didn’t even know until I went in to take my last final. When I walked in, everyone applauded. Oh did I mention that those two boys were in
that class? They were a mess, scratches
and bite marks all over them. I was
surprised to see the amount of damage but thought they deserved it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But what
really surprised me was their heartfelt apology. They didn’t even try to use their drunken
state as an excuse. And of course I was
bombarded with questions that I did not want to answer. The professor finally got the room back under
control and gave us our exam. Which I’m
pleased to say I did pass with an A. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Afterwards I
went back to my dorm and watched the video.
It was not hard to find. The
heading “Flying Girl Calls Cats to Defend Her.” Is that stupid or what? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Oh and then
other students found out where my dorm was and a never ending knocking and
yelling began. I kept quiet and didn’t answer the door. After three hours, they went away. I was beginning to wonder how I was going to
get away so I could go home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18097359543490900341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199044505220729936.post-66992909056346864892014-07-17T13:36:00.003-05:002014-07-17T13:36:40.239-05:00The Affected: Dancing Wind Chapter Eight<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><u><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Chapter Eight</span></u></b><span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How could I
say “no” to that angelic face? That eager
smile? I couldn’t so I handed her a few
seeds and showed her how to plant them.
I made sure I handled all the seeds before giving them to her. She was a good helper and planted a full flat
before her mom found her. She begged to
be allowed to come back and help but her mom just said “we’ll see” which we all
know means “no way.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Then Kassie said
something I did not expect her to say, she looked at her mom and asked if she
could be my </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">apprentice. I guess that was
something she had learned by being homeschooled. Clever little girl and very smart, she </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">definitely knows how to work her mom. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So that is
how Kassie came to be my apprentice for the rest of the summer up until I was
to begin college in the fall. And her
being so smart and all, it did not take her long to discover my ‘talents’. Thankfully she swore to secrecy because she
loved helping me refine them so much.
She became a good friend of mine. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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