I remember the first time I learned about manifestation.
A friend told me all about A Nightmare on Elm Street.
I had nightmares afterward and to comfort me she said,
Thinking about things is more likely to make them happen.
Yet for the next few years, I shuddered whenever I saw an Elm Street.
I refused to wear red and green together.
I continued to suffer from nightmares
wondering if one may finally kill me.
At 13, I sat in my grandmother’s car during my agoraphobic summer.
I was scared of living and dying.
My brain, in an attempt to comfort me, would say things like
As long as this song doesn't come on the radio, you'll make it out alive.
A few times, that song would come on the radio.
And every hair stood straight up, my spine at acute attention.
No, no, I didn't mean it. I’m not going to die.
I’M NOT GOING TO DIE!
I yelled until my thoughts became hoarse.
The tires crunched the gravel of the driveway.
Alisan Keesee is a 24-year-old Seattle-based writer who lives alone with her cat. Originally from a small, unincorporated Washington town, she has a penchant for boybands, black coffee, and true crime. A graduate of Western Washington University, Alisan works in an office like many college graduates in their twenties.