A Mind Rattling Experience

mind powerPrepare for a shock. This is a short story I wrote in the sixth grade. I can’t remember where I was going with it, but it makes me smile to read it. So maybe it will make you smile, too.

Chapter 1: Discovering

Dr. Miya Helena River, a mind scientist, tall, blue-eyed and friendly, was driving home in her little honey bee, when flash she saw in her mind that a satellite fell on her next-door neighbor’s house. Then she saw that it would happen at 4:00 p.m. and she would be home by 5 minutes to 4:00.

When she got home, she glanced at her wristwatch, it was exactly one second to 4:00 p.m., she turned away from the house next door and boom, crunch, hiss, the house was gone.

Lately this has been happening. She would see a flash in her mind and it came true. She just thought for the last three weeks it was just a coincidence. But now it was getting serious. She would have to do something, but what? The nearest mind scientist doctor was in Australia. And while she would be on the plane, she would probably see that plane would crash and it probably would. Or if she went on a boat, it would probably sink. What could she do? She was only a mind scientist, not a mind scientist doctor.

“Oh! But wait, why didn’t I think of that before?!”

Chapter 2: Controlling

“I could have a mind scientist study my mind and tell me what’s wrong. Then I could try experiments to stop it,” said Dr. Miya.

She went to Cat R. Birdwatcher. The R means Raven. This name came about because his parents love nature and wanted a child named after some of the wonders of nature.

“Vell, let me see,” said Cat. “I think I know vat’s vrong.”

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong!”

“You are having psychic reactions to your studying vat youse studying! Yous have minddidious! Vich has no cure! Vat vill you do, the nearest doctor is in Australia!”

“I will find a cure!” she said and left for her lab.

“Poor thing, the news really got to her.”

A year went by and then a month went by. And screaming all the way, Miya was yelling, “I found it! I found it! I found the cure to mindidindous!”

The cure was to control it. And to control it , you have to pay attention to it. And use it for the better.

The End.

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Carma Spence is an award-winning, bestselling author of nonfiction, however, she has been writing fiction and poetry for much longer -- just not publishing it. She plans to change that sometime soon.