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Santa Helena: the Blessing of the Curse

Santa Helena: the Blessing of the Curse

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Published by Highsmyth
In this Gothic action-adventure-comedy, the Crimson Avalanchers venture into many haunted islands throughout the world, hoping to obtain the "sacred" treasures of Saint Helen Eleven. I'll update this document when I make corrections and sequel chapters; so, please comment, share, and stay tuned!
In this Gothic action-adventure-comedy, the Crimson Avalanchers venture into many haunted islands throughout the world, hoping to obtain the "sacred" treasures of Saint Helen Eleven. I'll update this document when I make corrections and sequel chapters; so, please comment, share, and stay tuned!

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Published by: Highsmyth on Apr 02, 2009
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Somewhere on the island of Oahu, in the year 3768, Iheard my mother complain to my father after she received thebills from the mail, “We’ll never be rich! It’s our destiny to bebelow middle-class!”My father, a big, brawny man with a short, black beard,said no word but rocked in his old dark squeaky rocking chair,drinking the unsweetened coffee in his clay mug. Feeling a bitdepressed, I rushed out of the door of our log cabin made of some mysterious black wood—maybe plastic! It was cloudythat day, yet the colorful tropical birds still chirped as theyperched on nearby palm and pine trees. Treading on the deepgreen grass that stood about three feet high, I rested my chinon my tanned hand, rough and weary from all that packingand moving boxes into our “new” home.I mused for about five minutes on how my family couldsurvive here since the cost of living was so outrageous, butcame up with nothing; thus, I walked back into my cabin,which was plagued with antique furniture that my mother wasplanning to sell. About five feet tall and a bit wide at the waist,my mother told me, “Matt, your friend Satoko is coming to visitin a few days—”“We don’t have spare cash to take her anywhere!” I said,but she countered, “You do!”Then, I said, “You haven’t been giving me money since Iwas ten!” Yet, she retaliated, “But, that allowance can grow in thebank; you haven’t pulled it out of the bank, have you?!”
 
“No, ma’am; hell no, ma’am!” I lied, “that money isgrowing like a tree planted by the rivers of water, but that’sour emergency cash!!”She then said in a strict tone, “She deserves to have agood time here! At least you owe her that much.” Afterwards, I said quite hotly, “Satoko? I owe her nothing!”“What about those high grades she helped you obtain incollege? What about that time when she rescued you from thatburning building? What about that time when she saved youfrom that bully in the biology lab!?”I stood my ground. “I could’ve burned his skin off withthose chemicals, but, no, Satoko honey insisted on testing herkung fu and karate on that god-forsaken fellow! I hope he’swith his mamma in hell for all his atrocities!”“What about that $100 Starbucks gift card she gave youwhen you almost starved to death before class!?” my mothercountered yet again! A tear rolling down my cheek, I put my hand on my heartand exclaimed after sniffing, “I owe her my life! She’s been sogood to me; therefore, by the grace of God—if He has anymoregrace to give me—I shall return the favor!!!!!!”Later that night in my sleep, I found myself walking onthe water of a small lagoon surrounded by palm trees on anevening lit by a full moon. Shortly afterwards, out of nowherecame a grey-haired man in sky-blue armor and a red and goldcape. His chestplate was filled with all kinds of precious stoneswhile a faint, silver glow emanated from his being. As soon as I

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