Melissa G.- March 16, 1999

Wish To Disaster


Part 1.

††††††††††† "Okay, admit it Tim; that was THE best concert weíve been to...ever." I said trying to convince my best friend that he really did have some fun...I knew he had fun. He just nodded and kept his head down as usual. I mean Hole and Marilyn Manson, what could beat that? Okay maybe that Lollapalooza thing where Courtney Love punched out the lead singer from Babes in Toy Land...but that was way back in 1994...or was it 1995? Either way I would have been only 13 years old. I was still listening to Ace of Base...well everyone else was too. So anyway. It must have been about 2 a.m. and my brother who had just come back from Coney Island High was waiting for us in the parking lot blaring some unheard of band that Iím sure heíd lecture us on as soon as we got inside. I was so hyped about the concert that I didnít even notice that Tim was depressed...more depressed than usual. Maybe he didnít take his Zoloft...or maybe he just felt like being a drama king for the night. I just shrugged it off. Heís always moody...he IS a Pisces.

††††††††††† We piled into my brotherís car and as usual he lectured us about his new favorite band, Spoon, and how he used to hang out with them whenever they played in New York. I just rolled my eyes and stared out the window thinking about nothing and everything. Tim hadnít uttered a word the entire ride home...even if it was a 15 minute ride from Nassau Coliseum to West Hempstead heíd usually say something. Finally I broke down I HAD to know.

††††††††††† "Tim whatís the matter with you? We just left the best concert and youíre sitting there like you just got back from your dogís funeral or something...what gives?" I asked half smiling. Tim has this really bad habit of never looking into peopleís eyes, so when he looked into mine I knew it was serious. Silence. "What is it?" I asked my smile fading into a scowl.

He clenched his teeth and looked down at the bottom of the car. He fidgeted in his seat. "TELL ME!!" I yelled I wanted to climb into the back seat and strangle him, Iím not one for patience.

††††††††††† "...Okay just shut up with the screaming..." he muttered. I almost fell over the side of the seat I was so eager to know. He hung his head down again. "Iím going to get an MRI tomorrow morning...remember when I got hit by that car last October?"

††††††††††† "Yeah..." I trailed off

††††††††††† "Well when I went to the doctor last week he said I might still have some blood clots so I gotta get and MRI..." he said as he ran his hands through his hair in a familiar characteristic gesture. I felt my heart sink into my stomach. I knew him since we were 3 years old...heís been there for me since I could remember.

††††††††††† "Why didnít you tell me?!" I felt stupid and selfish at that point.

††††††††††† "It never came up."

††††††††††† That was the end of the conversation. The rest of the car ride was silent. I could see my brother out of the corner of my eye looking at Tim through his rear view mirror. I couldnít look at Tim. I didnít know what to think. Whatís going to happen to him if they find anything? Whatís going to happen to me...without a best friend? I quickly stopped thinking about myself. I couldnít stop thinking about him what? Silence.

††††††††††† We finally reached Timís house on Bedell Terrace about 3 blocks from mine. We muttered our good-byes and then all I could see was his long greasy blonde hair and his front door slamming shut.

††††††††††† "Damn MRIís. I swear! Itís not fair! Why canít they just leave it alone?" I cried out in my frustration. I knew how Tim hated doctors..we used to run away from them since the accident heís been surrounded by them.

††††††††††† "Shut up Meliss heís lucky heís getting them I mean itíd be worse if he didnít." my brother said annoyed at my complaining.

††††††††††† "NO I just wish that...that...." I couldnít think...

††††††††††† "You donít even know what you want." my brother sneered.

††††††††††† "I wish that whatever made an MRI work would just stop and then itíd be useless!" I exclaimed, not even knowing if what I had just said even made sense. My brother just scoffed and kept driving. He dropped me off saying something under his breath to the effect of Ďlittle stupid posersí..or something.

††††††††††† I ran inside my house locking the door behind myself. The house was eerily silent. I just went up to my room thinking nothing of what had happened. I fell asleep..or maybe passed out.

Part 2.

††††††††††† Iíll be one of the first to admit that I can sleep through just about anything, except my alarm clock which I had forgotten to turn off before I had left the morning before. I found it beyond strange when I woke up on my own. My alarm clock hadnít gone off. Ďwhat the...í I wondered to myself. I looked over and saw that the time wasnít on my alarm clock either. I looked over at my VCR and nothing. ĎMaybe the powerís offí I though to myself. I got up and looked at my wristwatch it read 1...was it a.m. or p.m.? It couldnít have been 1 a.m. because I wasnít even home yet. Now I was completely freaked out. Maybe my watch had stopped working. I jumped out of my bed and looked outside. Darkness. No light. "What is going on?!?!" I finally asked aloud to no one. My heart was beating a good 200 miles an hour. I ran around the one was home. My mom went to work? On a Sunday? I dialed Timís number frantically.

††††††††††† "Hello...." someone answered groggily. Tim. Thank God.

††††††††††† "Tim!! What is going on?!" I screamed into the phone.

††††††††††† "Huh? Whatís wrong with you? What have you been smoking?! I dunno what youíre talking about...."Tim said in-between yawns.

††††††††††† "UGH! Just get over here! Please?" I begged half in tears.

††††††††††† He finally agreed to come over. By the time he arrived I had managed to ravage my voice from screaming so much. Panic attack? Or overreaction? I coulda been a horror movie star with the bloody screams I gave...guess I just found a good excuse to scream.

††††††††††† "What the hellís going on? Itís one oíclock in the afternoon and itís pitch black out. My appointment got cancel cause the MRI machine doesnít work. My momís freakin out too...her car ainít workiní I donít get it. Thereís no gas in my momís it just disappeared...Maybe Iím just trippiní on some really bad acid. I dunno Meliss but this is too weird for me."

††††††††††† Then it hit me. It felt like a slap in the face. This is all my fault. I didnít want Tim to go for the MRI. Oh my God. I burst into tears. Tim just raised his eyebrow. "Whatíd I miss?"

††††††††††† I told him the whole story about my wish. His jaw hit the floor.

††††††††††† "Wait does all this have to do with all the other strange...stuff..going on?" he asked. I just shrugged. Like Iím going to know.

††††††††††† I tried to go on the Internet and find out what all these things had in common while Tim tried to get the TV to work...but it didnít. My computer didnít even work...the entire memory was erased. I thought I was going to have a nervous break down. "MY PHYSICS LAB WAS SAVED ON THAT MAN!!!!" I screamed I started to cry. "What is this?! Have we been bombed or what?" I asked in exasperation. I banged my head on my desk. My compass fell off the top shelf nearly giving me another if I need more than I already had from birth. I picked it up. It usually pointed in toward my door to indicate north but pointed to my window, which was opposite it. I shook it. Nothing. The compass wasnít working the way it should . I showed it to Tim. He just gave me a funny look as if to say Ďso whatí.

††††††††††† "Itís working backwards. Thatís weird. I remember that like my physics teacher did this experiment that when he took away magnetism all sorts of weird stuff started to happen to the compass..." I said staring at the compass.

††††††††††† "Címon Meliss this is coming from you? No offense but youíre like failing physics..." Tim said smirking.

††††††††††† "No Iím serious." I said

††††††††††† "Okay letís say youíre right. Thereís no magnetism. Then thatíd mean that thereís no radio waves or anything...." he went over to my stereo and turned it on. No sound. He paled. "Ummm okay so now what?" he asked. I shrugged.

††††††††††† We wandered outside. It was pitch dark out but I felt my skin getting hot. Itís the middle of March and felt like July. I guess without magnetism to protect us...thereís no way to defend ourselves from radiation ...a shiver ran through my spine. I quickly shrugged off the idea of cancer eating us alive within weeks or something.

††††††††††† "Look!" Tim exclaimed pointing up the sky. A bird looked as if to be flying in circles.

††††††††††† "I guess the bird has no sense of direction now ... bugginí..." I mumbled in a daze. I felt like crying. Itís all my fault. The streets were desolate. Guess weíre the only stupid ones walking around getting eaten alive by radiation. ĎMaybe theyíre all already dead...í I thought do tend to be a bit paranoid so I just put that thought aside with the rest of them. Tim gazed at everything.

††††††††††† "My generator!" exclaimed out of nowhere.

††††††††††† "Huh? You have a generator? Since when?" I sneered.

††††††††††† "Since you asked if I had one and I said no." he laughed.

††††††††††† "Eww! This isnít funny! We could be dying right now! Letís go to your house and see this so called generator." I said.

††††††††††† We went to his house. It seemed like weeks before we got there.

His mother was inside pacing back and forth frantically.

††††††††††† "Tim nothing works here! Not even the dumb camera is broken! What is going on? For the first time wish your father wasnít in California only on Long Island do these things happen. Not in Washington State. We should have stayed there. You too Melissa." she said nervously taking a long drag off her cigarettes. Okay if that radiation from space doesnít kill her those cigarettes will. I just smiled politely like a dumb mute. Iím not too fond of her...God help me if weíre the last people left on earth.

††††††††††† "No generator...?" Tim asked quietly.

††††††††††† "Generator? We donít have a generator. The OíNeilís generator doesnít work even if we did have one it wouldnít work." she said.

I tried not to laugh in his face...that can wait.

††††††††††† "Itís hot as he--(Timís mom gave him A LOOK)...ummm never mind. Mom can you turn up the A/C?"

††††††††††† "I tried thereís no electricityÖno energy NOTHING." his mom said smacking the back of his head.

††††††††††† "Oh yeah..."

††††††††††† "You burn out."

††††††††††† "Shut up Meliss."

††††††††††† Then the phone rang. Timís mom picked it up. She didnít talk much. She just stared at Tim, who had a blank look on his face.

††††††††††† She hung up the phone and lit another cigarette. "Tim címere." he wandered over to her. "That was the doctor. He just finished looking at some pictures of your brain. Thereís something wrong honey. They think itís because the strange things that have been going on in our atmosphere lately..something about magnetism I donít know but we have to give you a lobotomy. Iím sorry..." Tim just blinked...Silence.

††††††††††† "Honey?"...more silence...

Part 3.

††††††††††† "MELISSA!!! Wake up!" someone yelled...

††††††††††† "Huh?" the room spunÖit wasnít my room. What had just happened? Was I dreaming? No I donít have corny dreams like that do I? Whoa...

††††††††††† I faced my mom. I couldnít move...

††††††††††† "What happened to you? You were screaming like a maniac..for days..."

††††††††††† "What? Huh? Wait...What are you talking about? Where am I?"

I sputtered. I was strapped to a bed.

††††††††††† "Bellevue. Itís just until you get better...I donít know what you and Tim had at that concert." my mom shook her head in disapproval.

††††††††††† A doctor wandered in just as my mom was leaving...I strained my ears...

††††††††††† "The lobotomy is scheduled for Melissa tomorrow and Tim today. Everythingís taken care of." he whispered. My mom nodded and headed out the door.

††††††††††† "Hi. Donít worry youíll get out of here soon." he said smiling his fake plastic smile.

††††††††††† ĎIf only theyíd hurry and fix this magnetism problem then weíd get and MRI done and know where to operate...í he thought

††††††††††† "Donít be scared we know what weíre doing." he said.