Adeline I have a volleyball tournament today. I know... on a Sunday too. Mom woke me up early in the morning and bought me a bagel. I got changed into my volleyball uniform and I was out the door to make it to the school. Our school always does a tournament during volleyball season and about five teams were in the gym. We put up two volleyball nets and the referees came so four teams can start to play. The other two rested and did nothing before they were called to play. My team waited around for a while until we played our first game that we won. The bleachers started to get full from parents that were from the six different teams. I see my parents hanging around with Rebecca's large family. Rebecca is the oldest and has three brothers and two sisters. Crazy right? When it was our second game to play, we stretched before actually playing. Just because I am the best player on my school team my coach put me as a right hitter and a setter. There is another setter on the court when we play but I'm going to be a back row setter and a hitter front row. Complicated I know. The game started to play and the usual when you play volleyball, screaming, diving, blocking... All of that mess. I run back row, switching with another player on my team and a girl on the other team spikes the ball. I go on my toes, straightening my arms out and getting it up. The setter runs to the ball so she can set it. I shout at her to set the ball for me so I can hit it. She hears, setting the ball to me. I do the usual routine before jumping and swinging. When I jump in the air I swing the ball. It goes over the net and down back row on the other side. But I gasp for air... something I have never done. I land on my feet but my knees give out. I let out a hoarse scream, silencing the whole gym. The other two teams playing on the other court besides us stop playing and watches me. I squeeze my eyes shut when I collapse onto the floor, banging my head hard on the wooden court. My body makes a loud thud, my mind flashing with visions. It's not water for the first time. I land on my back, staring up at the bright ceiling. Someone screams to get the school's athletic trainer. I stare up at the lights in a gaze, my body in the gym but my mind isn't. I feel pain on my skin, like someone is biting me. I eventually see dirt as a ceiling and large lights hanging. I feel like I'm trying to move away but I can't. Everything is blurry. It's more than once, the biting is numerous of times on my body. I'm screaming and trying to pull away but I can't. My body is so weak from the pain. What is happening to me? I click back in reality and someone is flashing a bright light in my right eye. "She's focusing." A female voice says and I try to talk but I can't. My breathing is unsteady, my body is shaking. "Adeline, move something so we know you can hear." She adds and I know who she is. It's the athletic trainer. I feel my body's numbness go away while I move my fingers. The group crowding me see and say that I'm okay. Eventually I flinch at the trainers fingers keeping my eye open and I blink. The bright light she was shining was blinding me. I move my head, groaning in pain and clenching onto it while sitting up on the floor. They back away from me a bit so I won't feel claustrophobic. "Adeline are you alright?" One of them ask and I look around my presence. The gym is crowded with ajar mouths and hushed whispers. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine. I- we need to finish this game." I try to say but my words were coming out slow. I slowly get up, someone coming besides me to help me. I look up at the bleachers seeing mom and dad. Mom is crying in dad's shoulder while he is soothing her and staring down at me. "No, you hurt your head hard. Come to the trainers room so I can check you." The trainer, Leanne says to me. I nod my head in agreement, taking baby steps off of the court and to the hallway. I sit down on the bench and she starts checking my body. I sigh, drinking water from a bottle she handed me earlier. "You screamed 'no' and 'stop' when you were out." She starts and I look down at her who was checking my legs. "Oh, well it's not the first time. Recently I started to get these visions or something." I try not to sound crazy and she stands up, checking my neck and giving it a light squeeze. "You should go check that out then." I open my mouth to respond back but the door creaks open. "Adeline." I hear and when I turn my head I see my parents staring at me. "Mom, are- are you okay?" I ask her because when I saw earlier that she was crying. She nods her head wiping her eyes at the same time. "Yeah I'm okay, I was just worried about you. They wouldn't let us come down to see you when you fell." Leanne smiles, walking away from me and throwing out a paper towel. "Adeline over here seems good. Doesn't look like she has a concussion because she didn't have any reactions of it as in throwing up, growing unconscious and all of that." "That's great." I say, jumping off the bench. "Let's go back so I can finish the game." Before I walk out, Leanne grabs my upper arm, stopping me in my tracks. "No I'm not going to allow it. Those things that you said you are getting can get you hurt again." I sigh, fixing my headband that's in my hair. "Fine so what can I do?" She shrugs, going to the sink and putting hand sanitizer on her hands. "You can go home and rest. That's the best thing to do." I nod my head, walking out of the hallway where my parents follow behind me. I turn around, watching Leanne talking to them. I ignore them, slowly walking to the gym while pulling down my knee pads that where on my knees. I go in the gym, various of people watching me walk to my backpack that was with others from my team. I take off my volleyball shoes and I put them in my bag, taking out my sneakers. "Ready?" Dad asks me when he approaches me. I nod my head, getting up and we both walk to the car. "Where's mom?" "She went to the car." "Oh." I pause when we walk down the stairs that are outside of the gym. "What was Leanne telling you guys?" I grow curious. "Nothing just about the thing you told her with the visions and all." "You think I'm a psychic?" I joke and he snorts at my comment. "Nah you are just fine." "Are you sure? Like this has randomly just started." We reach the car and I get in the backseat while he gets in the passenger. Mom starts to drive out of the school's parking lot. "Adeline it's nothing. You are fine." I roll my eyes at his comment because he is trying to change the subject. "Mom, do you think it's something bad?" I lean up so I can hear mom when she responds back. "Was it like the water?" I shake my head, looking down at my legs. I see the scar. "No it was like something was biting me but not once, numerous of times. Like all over my body." I see my parents turn their heads and look at each other before looking away. "What? Is it something bad?" "No no, it's nothing. You are fine." "Are you guys not telling me something?" I'm starting to get mad because it seems like they are hiding something. "No, Adeline we aren't." "Should I get it checked out though?" "No." Mom snaps, her eyes glancing at mine quickly before turning back to look at the road. "It's nothing." I sigh, leaning back in the seat and crossing my arms over my chest. I just don't understand why they are telling me that I'm fine. It definitely isn't good that I'm randomly collapsing and having these things. I don't even know if I should call them visions. A vision of what? The future? What I am seeing hasn't even happened to me so it wasn't from my past. Nothing dangerous like this happened to me. I stare out the window, watching trees and houses blur by. I see that we turn to the block where our house is. Mom goes up the driveway but I see another car that's parked on the side of the road but in front of our house. I furrow my eyebrows, getting out of the car and putting my backpack on my back. I turn my attention to the car and I see someone get out of the drivers side. Mom and dad wait besides me and my eyes widen when I see who's approaching us. "John?!" ~~~~~~