Life of a SuperNatural: Book 1a Amy's Story

Dear Diary,

Today I was walking to Starbucks for some coffee, to keep me awake for the day. I never seem to get any sleep anymore. The same could be said for Mark, we're nearly inseparable these days. Just watching out for each other. Watching children's movies all night long reminds me of when we were innocent without a care in the world. Spoiled rotten. I was doing fine, seriously, I didn't think of her at all that morning. Until an old classmate came up to me. Honestly, the only thing I remember of the incident was her words. "Amy I heard what happened I'm so sorry for your loss". And just like that all the work I put into stopping the pain was diminished...

Everything changes when Amy's mother dies and her 'change' happens. In search of answers, what secrets will Amy unearth? What side will she fight for? Who is this new girl, Felicity? Why is she stalking her?


Author's note

*Please check out the sister story: Life of a Supernatural 1b: Felicity's Story.*

11. Chapter Eleven


Dear Diary,

Amy told me told me if I write in you that it will make me feel better. Especially if I don't want to talk to her. There are things about me that make me feel broken inside. Like I'm not like the others. You see when I was young I remember my daddy hurting me and Mommy. Every time I saw him drink out of a bottle I knew that meant to hide away. Sometimes when he was hitting me I would wish I could be very small he wouldn't hurt me. Then I would. Sometimes I was a hamster or a mouse anything small really and I'll hide whenever I saw him drink from a bottle. Momma wasn't so lucky as he would always hit her, and I'd be frightened and scared and couldn't protect her. I just wanted him to stop. I remember the times when he wasn't angry and would be the best Daddy ever, but it wasn't always perfect. I remember this day clearly. I was going to preschool, and Daddy was drinking out of the bottle. He got mad. I don't remember why, but he hit me and I went to school with a huge bruise on my arm. The teachers asked him questions, and he said I fell. I didn't dare disagree with him because he told me if I tell, then they would take me away to a bad place. Away from him and Mommy and I didn't want that.

When daddy left the Teachers asked me questions. I lied and said everything was fine, but I guess they didn't believe that. I heard the police come into our home that night. I was a mouse hiding under the bed, and I could hear Mommy pleading for Daddy to stop.Praying. All I could hear was Daddy hitting her and calling her mean names. Words I'm not allowed to repeat. I was hoping her prayers would be answered. It was then that the police came and took Daddy away. Shocked I turned from mouse to human, ran downstairs, and told them to stop. Then they took me away too. I didn't want to go to the bad place Daddy spoke of. The last thing I saw was Mommy lying on the floor not moving. Her silky black hair scattered all around her. Her long straight eyelashes barely covering her empty eyes. Why wasn't she moving is what I thought at the time. Who was going to call me hija and whisper Spanish lullabies in my ear when Daddy wasn't home? Her yellowish brown pigment was losing its color. As it grew lifeless, I was scared and wanted to go back, but they wouldn't let me. I didn't want to go to the bad place.

At the bad place, I was alone. There were many other kids there, but I didn't want to make any friends. I was waiting for Mommy to come get me. The people here won't let me see her. Keep talking about me staying here. I didn't want to stay. There were couples that come around and try and talk to me but I ignored them. They weren't going to replace my family.Then Amy and her mom came. Amy ignored all the other children and played with me. Asking me questions about why I wasn't playing with the other kids. At first, I just shrugged my shoulder, but as the days gone by and she and her mother kept visiting I got to know Amy more. She was silly, outspoken, and was always straight me with me. Never lied. If there was something she thought would hurt me to know she would explain it that way. Never treated me like I was stupid. I liked that. All the other adults treated me as if I was fragile or about to erupt. They kept things from me. Even tried to get me adopted. I threw the biggest fit that time. Those parents, or would be parents gave up. They didn't understand me, not like the Sander family did. Days kept going by until Amy asked me If I wanted to be her sister. I said yes. I knew if I could somehow be apart of their family I would be safe. Unlike my old home. Especially since Mommy's dead. At least that's what I heard those adults saying. Probably didn't know I was there. Since Mommy can't raise me anymore because she's up in the clouds. I think she would want me to be happy. Although I don't regret becoming Amy's sister I never thought it would take so long to do it. Nearly four years later I can finally come home. No more once a week or biweekly visits. I can see them every day, or so I thought. Before I even arrived my new Mom dies. I must be cursed. I thought I was gonna go back to that place again but my new Mom made sure that Amy would be my guardian if anything happened to her. It seems she did this when she started the adoption process. This was before Ethan came along. I remember when he was in her belly. I used to listen to him squirming in there. Freaked me out when I felt him kick. Now I help Amy out with Ethan. Looks like she's taking losing her mother really bad. I know how that feels like. Sometimes I call her by her name or mommy because it feels nice saying it again.

Amy helped me to come out of my shell. Slowly I made friends in the foster care system. Wasn't always perfect but Amy and her mom always made sure to send me and the other kids things we needed from birthday presents to school supplies. That really helped me and the rest of those kids. It let us know that people care about us and didn't treat us like yesterday's trash. Now Amy needs answers and I want to help her find them. Also diary, Daddy lied. The bad place wasn't as bad as he made it out to be. Especially since it lead me to Amy.

Bye for now




I packed up what little Ethan had that didn't get burned in the fire and packed up my suitcase. I split our toys in our book bags and went to find Amy. She was packing her stuff. Mostly Mark's clothing that she deemed that she could wear until she felt like shopping for her own. Mark was right beside her packing more stuff into the trunk.

I spoke up, "Amy?"

She turned around and smiled calling me her little angel face as she went through my bag. "Okay, this is great Sarah. Can you call Ethy here I want to know what I have to buy."

Nodding my head, I said yes and went to Ethan's room. He's playing with the toys I just packed away. Closing my eyes I tapped him on the shoulder and told him Amy wanted him. Nodding he dashed out the room without his stuff. Seriously Ethan? Packing away his things I brought them to Amy.

"He forgot these," I called out. I don't mind helping out Amy. Makes me feel useful.

"Thanks, Sarah," she said giving me a kiss on both cheeks. Going through the luggage she said, "This should be enough." Turning around she asked Mark to help carry our bags down as she finished packing her stuff.

"Sarah is there anything you need?" As she brought out a wide tooth comb and spray bottle and sat down on the floor patting her lap. I sat down and she slowly combed out my hair, "I don't need anything." I don't want to be a burden on her.

"Sarah you know you're not a burden and you belong in this family," as she stopped combing my hair and wrapped her arms around me rocking me back and forth. "It's okay to want things. I will never fault you for that."

How does she always know the words to say to make me feel better?

Letting go, she started parting my hair into two puffy pigtails and I walked out. I saw Ms. Won pacing back and forth in the kitchen making calls. Her eyes widened as she saw me and called me over. She told me she had a surprise for Amy in the garage and wanted me to go get her.

"What is it?" I asked. Jumping up and down, my hands on the tabletop separating me from Ms.Won.

"It's a surprise." Ms. Won responded. Finishing up her calls she started packing up food.

I skipped back to Amy's room and told her Ms.Won wanted to see her in the garage. I grabbed her hand and tugged her so she would come. She was carrying Ethan so I had to be careful. "Give me one minute Sarah," she said as she adjusted Ethan in her arms and held my hand as she carried Ethan to the garage.There we saw this big RV that Ms.Won said Amy could have. She was planning on using it for a family road trip with Mark but they never got the chance.

"Ms.won I can't possibly accept this. We still have Mom's old truck so we will be fine." Amy said.

"Amy you have never been on a road trip with children before. They need space to run around so they won't bother you while you're driving," besides Ms.Won said, "You won't always have time to rent a room considering you don't even know where you're going."

"Oh, Ms.Won you don't have to worry about that part. I looked online for Bracha Kleiner and found a few hits in small towns. So I'm just going to be checking those out," Amy said walking towards the RV letting go of my hand as she admired the outside of the RV, "Hopefully we'll find her in one of those towns."

Amy motioned towards me to come, kneeling down she said why don't you go pick out your room. Nodding my head I said yes as I watched Amy stand up and hug Ms.Won. As I climbed into the RV, Mark came out and said there were rooms for all of us. That there was even room for Amy to put the truck in the back. Amy's eyes widened as she looked at Ms.Won who was smiling. Hugging her again she said thank you.

Mark saw me still trying to climb into the RV and picked me up. I felt weightless and I couldn't help but laugh and spread my arms out like Superman. Then it was over as he put me down allowing to really take in the RV for the first time. At first glance, I saw a living room and t.v. I think there may even be wifi on it. Which means I can borrow Amy's phone and play games!

Going further into RV I saw that all of the rooms seemed to be identical in shape and size. Even the contents were the same with twin size beds, dressers, and t.vs. I picked the one closest to the bathroom and unloaded my bookbag. Once my stuff was in my room I ran outside the RV and clung to Amy's waist and kept telling her about how there was a living room and there was probably wifi on the RV too. She kept smiling and told me to calm down and show it to Ethan.As she put Ethan down she asked Mark if all our stuff was packed into the RV. He nodded and said yes I put it in the back in the trunk of the truck. As I carried Ethan and put him in the RV, he ran around as soon as I put him down. I grabbed ahold of the bars on the side and pulled myself up. Watching Amy, Ms.Won, and Mark hugged for the final time. Letting her know she packed food into the fridge in the kitchen of the RV. Just the basics including some kimchi for Mark and the jellof rice Amy made earlier this week. As Amy and Mark walked toward the RV I ran inside looking for Ethan. Found him jumping on a bed. I told him to stop and carried him off the bed. Hearing Amy and Mark say goodbye and promising to keep Ms.Won updated on their progress.

Mark took the first shift for driving and Amy explored the RV. I showed her everything I thought she would want to see. Even pointing out the room across from mine she could stay in so we'd be closer together. I pulled out the books I packed and asked Amy to read it. Ethan came then wanting to play. Amy quieted him and reminded him it was his bedtime and read us a bedtime story until we fell asleep.


So, guys, what do you think of Sarah now that you know about her past? What about her powers? Anyone seeing a correlation between powers and personality yet? Please let me know in the comments.

Thanks for reading my story! As always please comment, vote, or follow and check out the sister story Life of a Supernatural: Felicity's Story. 

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