The Adventures of Stevie #35
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 11 in this story. It takes place 3 weeks after story #34.
The Adventures of Stevie #35 "Exploration"
Dear Carlos,
Chad has been doing very well in his studies. He is learning how to
find things out for himself. That's very good for him. Research skills
are very important. It's good for me too, because I have more time for
other things. Chad still hugs me at least once a day. I don't mind that
at all. He hugs the other students and the teachers who like it too.
That's good for everybody. He is a very good student of fighting. His
ability with gymnastics really helps. He already knew how to fall and
he has very good body control. I am teaching him more control. When you
control your body, you are controlling your mind too, which is a very
good thing, because it helps you use both better.
Mind control helps me mindspeak with Victoria and learn important
things from her, because it's very hard to concentrate when we are
holding hands because her sadness is so bad. She doesn't want to be
living in this world. That's why she lives inside her mind in the
beautiful stories she makes up and writes down for us. She says writing
them down makes them more real for her. I think something really bad
happened to her that made this happen, but she won't tell me what it is
completely.
I learned some new things about and from Victoria. She told me she is
a telepath. She was that way from when she was 12. She doesn't need to
hold hands with people to know what they are thinking, but it is hard
to understand very much of what happens in their minds because each
person has a private language of words and pictures and sounds and
smells and feelings, so it is mostly when they talk to themselves she
can figure out what they are thinking. She said I am not a telepath,
but I can feel people's feelings. She said I always could do that but
didn't know it. She showed me how it works, so now I can feel people's
feelings in different rooms I can't see or hear into, but not if I want
to, too much. I have to be almost not thinking about it for it to
happen. She said it would get better when I'm older. She said I have
another ability I didn't know I had. I can feel objects without looking
at them or without using my special hearing. She said I got it mixed up
with my hearing and didn't know I was doing it. I know now. It's
strange.
All that is strange, but there is something more strange. Victoria
said she is hiding from people who want to use her abilities in a bad
way. She said I should be very careful not to let people know I can do
these things, or they would make me do bad things and do bad things to
me to study how I do them. I don't want to believe people would do
that, but I have to believe her because father would. She said I can
trust Dr. Knot and Kit and father, and the Abbot, and nobody else
unless father says so. I agree with that. She reads minds, so she would
really know. I really like knowing for sure. She showed me how to use
my abilities to check if anybody is spying on me, even if they use
electronics, so I can talk with people I trust about secret things in
real private.
Victoria knows about the Abbot. She went there to learn from him
before her trouble started. There is one more thing she taught me,
which is how to close my third eye so I don't see auras when I don't
want to, which is most of the time. She said I should keep it open as
much as I can, so I will get better with these new abilities, and
discover and learn about knew ones. I will, but not when I'm with
friends. I found out right away you HAVE to let your friends have
privacy from you, or they can't be friends. I don't know how to explain
why, but it's true. I don't want to tell you how I found it out. I
don't even want to think about it. It makes me feel dirty and mean and
really horrible to know private things and secrets about people. I
would get rid of that ability if I could, but she said I can't. I don't
know how Victoria lives with that. I just thought maybe she doesn't
want to.
Victoria said she taught me all she can about what she should teach
me about the things I already could do but didn't know I could. She
said it would be bad to try to teach me different things I didn't know,
because they would keep me from learning things she didn't know which I
might be able to do. That sounds true so I didn't argue. She loves me.
I know that. I love her too. We know it every time our hands touch. She
wants to help and protect me. All that's not enough. She did all she
could for me, and now she wants to be left alone in her imaginary
world, where she doesn't have to be sad. Love forces me to respect what
she wants and needs even if I don't want to. I am very sad for her. She
told me not to be, because she is happy there. It doesn't help. I cry
for her at night sometimes. Then I let Jeremy hug me to sleep. Not the
real Jeremy I really wish for, but my memory of him. That's what love
is for, and lots of other things too.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
|
|