“Lacy, get up,” mom called from the kitchen. “Lacy, don’t make me come up there,” she continued. Five minutes later I heard, “Come on Lacy, we are going to be late for your brother’s soccer game. It starts in fifteen minutes and we still have to get in the car and we have to…” I shouted back, “Okay, okay, I’m up, I’m up, I’ll be down soon”. “Hustle, Lace,” she nagged.

I sat up in my bed, stretched both my arms, and twisted from side to side to crack my back. I then stretched my neck by putting my right ear on my right shoulder and my left ear on my left shoulder, and I rolled my ankles. After my morning stretches where done, I grabbed the corner of my blankets and pulled them across my bed in the shape if a triangle. I slipped on my slippers and looked at my clock. It was blinking 12:00. I checked the alarm time and it was blinking 12:00.

“What happened,” I thought to myself. I got up from my bed wondering “Was there a storm last night? How did this happen?” I walked over to my desk and sat down and looked in the mirror and just wondered, “How on earth did this happen?” I grabbed my square hair brush a brushed through my long, straight golden brown hair. I brushed out all the knots. Next, I grabbed my very black eye liner I put it on the top of my lash line and on the bottom of my lash line. After my eyeliner was applied I grabbed my lash lengthener mascara and I put two coats of that on my eye lashes. While my eye lashes were drying, waiting for the next coat, I grabbed one of my favorite Aeropostale t-shirt and slipped on my black North Face jacket. I put on my yoga pants, which are also from Aeropostale. I put on two Nike no-show socks, pulled the end of my yoga pants into my socks, and slipped on my light brown Uggs. I went back over to my desk and but on some type of clumpy mascara. I took one last look in the mirror and said, “Perfect”. I went over to my night stand and unplugged my iPhone 5s and I pushed the home button. I look at the screen and the screen was messed up with lines across it and the top of the screen picture was to the left and the very bottom was all the way to the right and I only had 20% battery. “Oh my word how did this happen... Uh… MOM,” I yelled angrily. “Lacy Marie Lee NOW,” mom yelled up stairs.

“What Lace? We have to go, come down,” mom said. “UH, MOM LOOK.” I ran down the stairs and held put my phone to her. “Oh My Gosh Lacy, what did you do?” “NOTHING. MOM. I DID NOTHING,” I yelled at her. “DON’T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME,” mom yelled back as I watched the little vein on the side of her neck stick out. I looked at the shape of her face and how angry she made her beautiful bright blue eyes. I watched her jaw line and I looked at her mouth and her thin, pink lips move up and down across her perfectly straight white teeth as they played hide and seek behind her lips.

She stared at me waiting for a response. “Well… well…,” I was cut off by my brother Carter. “MOM, uh soccer game in three minutes. Can we go?” “Yes, yes I’m coming, go get in the car.” She looked me in the eyes and said, “We will talk about this later and I get this until we get home, now go get in the car”. “But mom…” She stopped me, “Do you want it to be gone for longer? Go get in the car, NOW”.

I got into the back seat of our gray minivan because Carter was in the front. “I don’t understand why you get to be in the front seat even though I am three years older than you”, I told Carter. “Mom is mad at you. Do you really want to sit in the front? And just because you are older than me doesn’t mean you’re smarter”. I huffed and flicked him in the back of his neck. “Ow,” just as mom climbed in she looked at me and said “I have your phone for another day”, she continued. “Carter, turn around let me see your neck…” “Oh crap here it comes”, I thought. “Oh my gosh Lacy Marie, look at his neck”. “Oh… uh... sorry Carter”. I knew that is what my mom wanted to hear. She climbed up into our jeep, seeing that she is only four-eight, she used everything that she could reach to help her get in. The only reason we have a Jeep is because it was our father’s favorite car. He passed away four months ago from a gunshot. He was at work when a robber came in and dad was saving a couple little kids who came in with their mom to buy a new computer. My dad worked at Best Buy in the computer section right near the front door. Three people died including my dad.

So, mom started the Jeep and started backing out of the garage I watched her every movement. I watched the expression on her face in the mirror and how she griped the gear shifter. I could tell she was mad. She stopped sharp at the first stop sign. “Ow”, Carter and I said in unison. “Sorry”, she said quite manly to Carter, but she made it sound like it was to both of us.

After a LONG, silent drive, we finally made it to the soccer field. “Okay Carter, sorry you are late. Run to the field. Good luck, honey”. “Get your chair out of the back, Lacy,” mom commanded. “Why do I even need to come to his games? I have better things to do AT HOME”. “LACY MARIE LEE, it’s called moral support”. I watched mom jump out of the Jeep and walk over to the trunk. She opened the door and reached as far as she could to the back of the trunk to get her foldable chair. She got her chair and I got mine. Being five-nine, I closed the trunk. Half way now the hill to the field her back started to hurt and I took her chair for her. I put down the chairs and we sat at about midfield. I could see relief on all of Carter’s teammates faces because he was their “star” player. When my mom and I got down to the field and got our chairs set up, I saw that we made it just in time for kick off.

It was half way through the game and the score was 3 to zip, us. My mom turned to me and asked “so what happened to your phone”? “Mom, I honestly don’t know why my clock was blinking 12:00 when I woke up. I got ready and I grabbed my phone and looked to see if I got any texts and it was like that. Do you know if there was a storm last night?” “No, I don’t think there was. I don’t know. That is weird because my clock was working and my alarm went off”. “Can I use your phone to look at something”? I asked. “Sure what are you going to look at?” “As soon as I hit the home button on her phone, her screen was the same as mine. “Mom look!” I showed her the phone. “Now I can’t even know what time it is.”

“What is wrong with me? It’s like anything I touch,” I said. “It must be because it was working fine this morning,” she said as she took the phone from me and clicked the home button… and … it worked. It actually worked. She gave the phone back to me and it was messed up again. “OH MY GOSH, WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG?” “Ok Lacy, you are going to the doctor’s office after Carter’s game because this is freaking me out.” “But he always has friends over after games,” I reminder her. “Well not today,” she said. “Really?” “Yes, really.”

We sat back to watch the rest of the game, which ended at 7 to 1 us. After the game I packed up the chairs while mom ran over to corral Carter. When we got in the car Carter was mad because he didn’t get to have any friends come over. “Mom, I don’t understand why I can’t have any friends over,” Carter complained. “Carter, because I have to take your sister to the doctors”. “Oh my gosh mom, she looks fine, what’s wrong with her?” “Carter give me your watch.” “Why do you need my watch?” “Uh Carter, I will show you what’s wrong.” Carter gave me his watch and the hour and the minute hands started spinning out of control. “LACY, STOP YOU ARE BREAKING MY WATCH.” Carter yelled and tried to open up my hand. I finally opened my hand after a couple slaps on my wrist. “I’m not controlling it. I can’t. I don’t know how.” “Oh my goodness Lacy, you’re messed up.” “It’s not my fault, stupid.” Mom yelled, “Hey knock it off, both of you.

When we got home I opened the front door and went over to the couch and grabbed the remote, but it wasn’t working. “Uh, what am I supposed to do now that I can’t watch T.V.?” I asked no one in particular and my mom yelled “READ. Do homework. Don’t you have like math and science or math and history or something like that?” “Yah, I have math and science that I guess I could do.”

I walked over to the cubby holes where our back packs are and grabbed my math book, a pencil, a notebook, my calculator, and my science book. I opened the note book to the fifth page and the header said math and a line below said page 430, problems 24-26, 29-30, 32-34, and 39-40. So I opened my book to page 430 and wrote the equation for number 24 down which was 144 ½. I grabbed my calculator and it went all bizarre.

“MOM, it happened to my calculator.” “Okay Lace, don’t touch anything alright?” mom said. “What am I supposed to do?” “Lace just take a nap or read while I try to get you an appointment. Just DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING.” “Okay, well can I have brunch at least?” I asked “Sure but don’t use my NEW blender. Got it?” “Fine.”

I went to the refrigerator and opened it. It wasn’t cold and the light wasn’t working. I grabbed the milk and left the door open. When I walked away and the light turned back on and I could feel the cool air blow across the counter. I went back to the refrigerator and the light turned off and the cool air stopped blowing. I put the milk away, closed the door, walked around the island, opened the cabinet door, and grabbed a bowl. I went into the pantry and got my favorite cereal, Honey Bunches of Oats, and I went to the silverware drawer and grabbed a spoon.
I walked over to the kitchen table and put all my stuff down. I carefully pulled out a chair watching to see if anything was going to happen. Nothing happened so I poured the cereal in to my bowl then closed the plastic that held the cereal. I mixed my cereal so that ever little flake had started to absorb the milk.

When I finished my cereal, I cleaned out my bowl in the sink and put it in the dishwasher. I realized that the dish washer was full so I grabbed a little pod from under the sink and started the dishwasher. “Mom, the dish washer is full and I don’t want to try to start it. Can you come and start it?” “Okay, I’m coming Lacy.” I watched her as she came out of her “in-home office”, walked across to floor, and came over to where I was standing. She told me to step away while she started the dishwasher.

It now was ten until one and my mom scheduled a doctor’s appointment at one-twenty. “Hey Carter, come down here,” mom called while Carter stomped down the stairs. “What?” he huffed. “I have to take Lace to the doctors. I need you to clean your room, take a shower, and start your homework. You can play Xbox when all your homework is done, okay?” she asked “Yah, yah, yah, I know”. “So what did I tell you to do?” “Mom, you are going to be late. You need to go,” he told her. “Do you want to be grounded mister? If not, go do your work.”

After mom was done scolding Carter, we ran out to the Jeep, climbed in and we were on our way. “Honey, don’t touch the radio and I’m sorry for yelling at you this morning. I hope that whatever’s wrong that you will be okay.” “Thanks mom, I sorry for talking back to you too.” We arrived at the doctor’s office and checked in. They saw us right away.

“Hi… uh Lacy how are you?” the nurse asked. “Not very well,” I told her and clearly not very good because I had an emergency appointment. “So what’s wrong sweetie?” she asked. “I looked at her clear skin and her eyes and her cheek bones and jaw line while my mom told her what’s wrong with me. She said “A doctor will be in shortly.” The doctor came in a couple minutes later and once again my mom explained to him what happened to me. He said that “When he was in medical school, the professors told them about a disease that only about five or six people in the entire world have had and it’s called Antieletric Syndrome. “How did I get this Antieletric Syndrome?” I asked. “No one knows how it is passed on, but when you touch something electronic it completely messes it up,” he responded. “Oh my gosh, how do I get rid of it?” “Why don’t we sent you home? Call us in the morning to let us know if this is still happening or if you are fine.” “Okay,” I replied. We went home. Later that night I fell asleep. That night and in the morning I was 100% all better and I was glad. So my mom called the doctor’s office later that day and I was cleared. And that’s what happened to me this weekend.