The Diary of a Novice Interpreter

Me and dad were poor, but we were making it. we did so many birthday parties. But we played the occasional carnival. We would play through rain or storm. At one point… we stayed with a woman in the same place for 9 months. I overheard her and my dad speaking 2 months in I'm sorry, but the kid is yours. I know this is going to sound crazy, but I can see all her possible futures. She needs a lighthearted up bringing or it could spell disaster. Her heart could rot long before she realizes it. my dad replied I understand Imagen, a mother always knows. I just wish Terra's mother would have stayed. Or… cared. I ran away. My dad found it quite weird. It turned out that Imagen had spent her nights on a space station to make her kid a space born. Thanks to her Interpretation and Space-Born connections, but it was interesting to have a sister. But, at one petrol station, my life would change forever. I was 5 years old. A boy in the  petrol station looked me in the eye and said oh, hi… you're an interpreter without a binding ring. Here's one of my spares. I said umm, thanks as he walked out. I put that ring on a chain around my neck. My powers didn't manifest until a year later when I was 6. We were at a town not far from Adelaide. I was at a local Inn. I had felt the ring calling to me all this time. But, a boy came into my room that we had rented within the inn. he was chasing me around my sister's crib. He replied look at the witch, show me your powers… witchy girl. Show me what you can do with your magic wand as he threw a rock at me. He was thinking I was a witch because we had just done a magic show. I blocked it, yelling quit it. I wondered where his mum was, and also where my dad was. His mother was a teacher at a local school where we did our show. she was embarrassed that her son was bullying me so she said she would buy my dad lunch and they could talk about solutions. Her son had run away from the lunch to wail on me. Lightning flashed from a cloudless sky as he threw game piece after fork at me.  He had stolen forks from the Inns kitchen. I yelled QUIT IT and a portal had opened behind him as the ring under my shirt glowed silver. He screamed out as I bellowed out TAKE MY HAND. But I realized why my efforts were fruitless a few minutes later. The portal had been into a DVD in his backpack. Of a show set in the 90S.My little sister said her first word from her crib… Interpreter and I stammered in shock. I was an Interpreter. Even though back then, I didn't know that meant. I found out that my mother was a muse from the story Midnight. I grew up, and my sister started exploring time at about age 9. She crawled across Victorian England. Space-Borns age slower. One human year for every 6 Space-Born years. Then crawled across Sparta, taking photos and hi fiving Spartan women. Back to the 60's and protested with hippies. Eventually she asked me to take her inside a story and she stole a relic from the a dark witch. She wielded the power of Siren magic after that, and posted said Siren song to YouTube.