Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #2
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students. 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. He wrote 225 of them to
a friend. Please refer to them for insight into this new series of
stories. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he still wanted to
record his life, in case he loses his memory again. So, we can now look
into selected entries in his logbook to see how he is doing.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 15 in this story, at Thanksgiving of year 6 of special
school.
Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #2 "Giving Thanks"
NEW ENTRY
Tomba, Jeremy, and Tommy came early to help us do Thanksgiving
things. We didn't need help, but you don't refuse family. Actually, we
didn't think of it. Anyway, they didn't help much, because we were
hugging and kissing each other most of the time. This is Nigel's first
American Thanksgiving. After we explained it to him, he felt it was
still mostly about stuffing a turkey, and then stuffing it into him. He
was a little disappointed to find out we would have a lot of vegetarian
things for Tomba, but that big bird captured most of his attention. He
didn't like we had to get dressed for the guests, my father and Dr.
Knot.
Just before we ate, Zack stood up and said, "Today we give thanks for
what we are thankful for. I am thankful for my family, all of you, that
you are here and healthy. We almost lost Stephen, but here he is, and
we have gained a new son to love, in Nigel, even though we can't
remember his new name." We laughed. The others said their thanks, and
then it was my turn. I said "I almost lost all of you. Hey, it's my
thanking, so I can say that. It's because I couldn't bear losing you
all, I decided to stick around in this particular life. It would have
been REALLY stupid of me to give up all this love, and I try not to be
stupid. Most of the time." That got a little chuckle. Then it was
Nigel's turn, as youngest and last. He stood, and couldn't say anything
through his tears. After he fell back into his seat, those of us next
to him hugged him tight. Tomba said "I think that says it all." We all
said "Yes." "Right." "Absolutely."
Then we ate. That turkey was in grave danger from Nigel. You would
think he hadn't eaten in a year. But he had, and more than most. I had
stir fried vegetables and beans. It's been tradition with me to not
have meat when Tomba visits, because he is a vegetarian. Like always,
he lets me know he appreciates that. The rest of the people could feel
our love flowing between us then. It was a little embarrassing, when
Tommy and Jeremy showed they noticed that. I held back the urge to
stick my tongue out at them, but they knew I was thinking about doing
it. We kids cleaned up after eating, while the adults were relaxing in
the living room. Then father and Dr. Knot left. Tomba, Tommy, and
Jeremy were staying over. We all undressed and sat around talking in
the living room. Then I got a surprise mental contact.
It was from Tim, who is T-Bone from summer camp, the taller half of
Mac and Bone. As soon as I felt it, I signaled I had a contact, so they
would know why I was distracted. +Stevie, is that you?+ I said +If you
mean STEPHEN, yes it is.+ He said +Oh. Sorry. I need help. Is it okay
to talk to you this way?+ I said +Yes, but tell me how you can do it.
Do you have a special picture of me?+ He said +No, I made a picture in
my mind and thought real hard at it.+ I said +Wait a minute+ I talked
out loud without letting Bone hear it, "Tomba, this could be an
emergency. A friend from camp is in contact with me, who shouldn't be
able too. Please ask Chad to contact me, and then you and Nigel should,
too." All three did, and I said to Bone, +Alright, what's the problem?
Bone said + I lost my charm to talk mentally with Mac, and I can't
reach him like I can to you. I'm worried he might be hurt.+ We could
tell he was crying. Chad said +Hi Bone, this is Chad. I just contacted
Mac, and he is alright, and worried about you, too.+ Bone said +Thank
you very much!+ I said +We aren't finished. We need to meet. You have a
new ability which needs to be understood. Are you in a situation where
you are available? One of us can be there in a second, if you are alone
and it won't cause trouble for you. Or, we can transport you here in a
second.+ He said +I can come, if you can do that.+ I said +We will see
you in a few seconds then. Break the contact now.+ He did. I said
+Chad, please bring him, and if you can, Mac, too, to my bedroom. If
you are free to port over, come if you want to.+ He did. We went into
the bedroom. Then Chad ported Bone and Mac to us.
They both popped into view. I nodded Nigel to the door, and he closed
it. We all hugged, and I said, "We are a nudist family. If you want to
be polite, you can undress." They did. I said to them, "Tomba is going
to examine you now." Bone said "Why aren't you doing it, like before?"
I said "I can't. I had an accident and had a brain injury, and lost
most of my psychic abilities. Tomba is very good. You can trust him. I
do, with my life. Actually, I did that." Bone just sat there with a
stunned look on his face. Mac jumped in and said, "We're very sorry!"
He came and hugged me again, and then so did Bone. I said "You can hug
me any time you want to. And kiss, and the other things we did at camp
and were about to do here before you er, came." That made them smile.
Tomba examined him, and then Mac, and said, "Do I have your permission
to discuss my findings in front of the other people here? I believe you
know them, except for Nigel, who is a new member of Stephen's family,
and an Adept." They said yes. Tomba said to me, "In both of them, their
third eyes are almost all the way open, and will open all the way
soon." I said "Alignment?" He said "That would definitely accomplish
it. The question is whether we should." I said "Better in the presence
of an Adept, than on its own, where there are no explanations of what
they will be experiencing." Tomba nodded.
I said to Bone and Mac, "The third eye we are talking about is a
psychic concept. It allows perception of psychic energies, and with
advanced students of the arts, manipulation of them, and of space and
mass. You were brought here by one of those abilities I used to have,
which Chad, Tomba, and Nigel, my students in those arts, have. You
might have the potential to have some of those talents, which will
start appearing in you soon. We can help that along in a controlled
way, in a few minutes, and then help you with them, if you give us your
permission. I think we and you should. What do you think?" Bone and Mac
looked at each other and back at me, and Mac said, "Yes. For both of
us." I raised an eyebrow at Tomba, and he nodded. He aligned their
chakras and inventoried them. Both eyes were fully open, and they both
had good object senses. Tomba had them use the first crystal in the
chakra series. Dan wanted to use it too. I said "It would be nice if
all of you who haven't, do that, to learn what we are talking about it.
It's just like reading a book, but much faster, and without any paper
cuts." Dan did, and so did Tommy and Jeremy. Their eyes went really
wide then. Chad proudly announced, "Stephen invented them." Some wows
were heard.
I said, "If you want some more wows, listen to this. I want Mac and
Bone in our school. Dr. Knot is going to invite them." I said to Mac
and Bone, "The school will pay for a place to live, and pay you to go
to the school. You will finish high school and your first college
degree in about a year. Comments?" More wows. I was too serious to
grin. I said "You both don't have fathers. If your mothers want jobs
here, we can arrange that, too. If they want to stay where they are,
you can live here with me while you go to school. There is one
important thing. Our school is very special, for special students. It's
by invitation only, and we are very careful about keeping it out of the
public eye. If you and your mothers agree to keep all this
confidential, we can do all this for you, if you want it. I will get
Dr. Knot, the head of our school, working on this Monday, if you
agree." They practically nodded their heads off. I smiled. We did a lot
of hugging and kissing. I said "Do we have some time before you have to
go back home?" They said they did. Chad said "Then let's celebrate!" I
said "And how shall we do that?" Chad grabbed my monster.
So we did celebrate, as boys know very well how to do, and with the
link. Tommy and Jeremy were a little apart from the rest of us, but
still with us in the link, during all the nut liking and kissing and
monster pumping, and we all squirted very well. Then Chad ported Bone
and Mac home, with new charmed pictures of each other which Tomba made
for them, with one of me and of Chad, and phone numbers for me and the
school.
While we were getting ready for bed, Chad snuggled up to me and said,
"You're still the leader. You always will be, because that's who you
are, the decider. Hero to all of us, still." Before I could say "hush",
they all agreed with him, and I got embarrassed. I started to say, "I
ported home.
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Grant
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