Tabitha goes to class

I am walking from the dorm to the main campus to start class.  I look forward to my Intro into the Occult class.  I personally know the professor but have been told by Sister Anna that if I act like I know him the ones that want the end of the world will find out and try to kill me.  I fell like I’m going to do really well in this class because most of the material he is teaching I have been taught most of my life. 

                        I walk into the classroom and found a seat in the back row.  I watch the other student file into the room and take a seat somewhere in the room.  All the students seem happy and excited to be starting the new term.  I hear most of the guys and some of the girls talking about some of the fraternity and sorority parties that are going to be coming up soon.  I also hear some of them talking about pledge week and what houses they are going for.  I smile to myself and then think to myself and wonder if this is what normal people my age think about.  They don’t have to worry about saving the world when the time comes. 

                        After waiting about five minutes, we hear one of the doors up at the front open and our instructor walks into the room.  He puts an old brown satchel on the table at the front of the room.  He opens up the satchel and pulls out a few items.  Then he turns around and looks around the room at everyone.

                        “My name is Father Tony and I am assuming that all of you here are wanting to do something either with the occult or something with the paranormal world,” Father Tony says looking around.  “I also know that people say that this is a class that only weird people take or that this is a field that anyone can get into.  But I tell you now that I have seen things that cannot be explained and done things to save peoples lives or make their lives better.”

                        He goes on about what we are going to be covering throughout the semester.  I see him looking at me once in awhile and I know he recognizes me but I don’t do or say anything to show that.

                        After class I walked out realizing tow things: 1. I didn’t realize how hard a job working in the paranormal was going to be and 2. That there is going to be a lot of reading for this major.