Two

I finished counting as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to my alarm going off at 7am. The shifting didn't work. I got out of bed with messy hair and a sad attitude because I didn't shift. I knew it wasn't real. I went and brushed my teeth and got into my outfit I wanted to wear to school today. I went downstairs to eat breakfast, usually my dads not here when I wake up. He's usually at work but today was different..dad was here. I decided to skip breakfast because I didn't want to have to see him again after him yelling at me last night. I grabbed my bag and started walking to school.

Once I got to school I saw my friends and I walked up to them and said "hi"

"Hey Elena" "heyyyy girlllll wassup" my friends said. Their names are Stacy,and madi, I've known them my whole life and they've been with me through thick and thin. They know me better than anyone. They noticed I looked sad and asked why, I wasn't gonna tell them the real reason why I was sad because they would think that I'm stupid and say that shifting isn't real. Which well it isn't. So I lie and say that it's because my dad was yelling and screaming again which he was but that was last night at dinner. Stacy and Madi know me so well that they knew I was lying. "Your lying Elena what's actually wrong" said Stacy "yeah your acting weird and you only act weird when somethings up and your never this drained when your dad yells"said Madi

"Ugh fine I'll tell you the real reason but promise me you wont make fun of me!" I yelled "we promise" said Stacy. I told them about shifting and how I tried to last night and I was sad that it didn't work. After a moment of silence they came out to be really supportive with it and understanding. "Woah that sounds cool send me the video on it when you get home" exclaimed Madi "okay I will!" I said happily

Six long and painful hours later it was finally time to go home. I said bye to my friends and I went home. I sighed thinking that I have to go home to see my dad. "Why can't he just leave and never come back" I think to myself

I finally got home and I opened the door to my dad with his hands around my mom's neck. I slammed the door behind me and screamed at my father. I screamed the loudest I have ever screamed before in my life. For once I stood up to him, I wasn't scared, I didn't turn around in hopes he wouldn't hit me. I let it all out I just screamed and told him to let go of my mother. Until I realized what I just did and he turned around and Glared at me. My mom yelled at me to run to my room and call 911, so that's what I did but only to realize that my dad was running after me up the stairs with a knife in his hand screaming and calling me names. I ran up the stairs crying and screaming realizing nobody can save me. I got to my room and slammed the door shut and locked it. I ran into my bathroom and locked the door. I fell into the ball and kept crying and I picked up my phone and dialed 911.

."Come on come on come on pick up pick up!!" I said while tears streamed down my cheeks. "911 what's your emergency" I heard a lady on the other end of the phone say "hello? My father is choking my Mother and he was chasing me with a knife and I'm really scared please I need help" I cried "there are three officers on their way what is your address and name sweetie" "Uhh my name is Elena Lenore and my address is 103 ann street" I screamed. My dad broke through my bedroom door, I sat quietly and hung up the phone thinking it was too loud and that my father would find me. I covered my mouth so that my father can't hear me crying. Then I heard I knock at the front door. I made the most risky decision I have ever made and I screamed the words "help" I heard the door fall on the ground as my mother yelped with joy,she saw a police officer. I heard a smash then heard someone climbing up the stairs. I heard someone say "is a girl named Elena here?" I opened the door carrying a bar of soap as if it's gonna help me at all. I say "y-y-yeah" and open the door all the way and I see a young looking police officer with short black hair. "My name's Brandy, I'm here to help you. There's two other police officers downstairs with your mother asking her some questions, come with me we're going down to her." The officer said "okay" I said, shaking. I walk out of the bathroom scared that my father is gonna jump out from behind me and stab me. I walk down the stairs with brandy and run to my mother. After about ten minutes of being questioned the police officers told us to go and pack a bag and that they're gonna take us to a relatives. Me and my mom agree and run to our rooms.

I grab a big carry on bag and fill it full remembering all my school stuff,my clothes,my phone and charger,my laptop,and my script for shifting. I was gonna try again tonight. I had a strong feeling that it would work. I grab my bag and head downstairs and the cops put me and my mom in the back of their car and drive us to my grandmas. We say thank you to the cops and they talk to my grandmother as me and my mom run to our rooms that we have there to go and unpack. I finished unpacking and decided to go to bed before dinner because I wasn't feeling good. I texting my mother saying "I'm not feeling good I'm gonna head to bed early good night I love you xoxo" she responded quickly and said "okay goodnight dear I love you I am so sorry for today I promise I will never put you through that again I love you hunny xoxo"

I plug my phone in and put my script under my pillow and go brush my teeth and change into pjs. I come out of the bathroom and lay down. I decided to meditate, so that's what I did. Ten minutes later I put my laptop up and decided it was time to shift. And again 1..2..3..4..5.. all the way to 100...I fell asleep. At 7am I woke up for school and was sad because it didn't work again. About a week passed by of me trying to shift. "I've been getting signals all day I'm gonna shift tonight I know it" I think to myself. I roll onto my back and start counting (it's night time)

1..2..3..4..5... I woke up. It was 7am and I was so mad I was still at my grandmas so I stormed down the stairs and my moms yelled at me. "Elena get your butt down here your acceptance letter to hogwarts came!" I froze in fear "w-w-what" I said. It had finally worked. I had finally shifted. I'm no longer in my crummy old reality. I had finally shifted for the first time ever.