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I opened the car door, letting fall the clutter of fast food wrappers and trash that was taking up my lap and the dashboard. I knocked the rest off and went out for a stretch. It was already past five and the cool air was a relief from the humid atmosphere of the car where I had just spent the past six hours, along with my three siblings; Victoria, Scott and Eve. “This place hasn’t changed at all,” my brother moaned sleepily as he rubbed his big brown eyes and ruffled his light blond hair. I stretched out and turned to face my childhood home. I was humbled by the fact that my mom had not lost her ability to keep everything perfect even through these past five years. This beautiful house was where I had spent my boyhood. I was instantly back to the many summers in the front yard, playing baseball or reading and sipping on my mother’s cool lemonade. In the middle of nowhere, my house stood out like a haven with its perfectly painted exterior and lush green grass. Flowers bloomed all around it allowing all the hesitation I felt about about our visit, disappear. Now, I knew our visit would not be in vain. For one whole week, our family would be one again. Mom was finally better. I looked at Scott and we both exchanged smiles. I knew we both had thought the same thing when we came here. He got out the car and started unpacking our suitcases. “Wake up guys, we’re here,” I said, lightly shaking my siblings out of their slumber. As they started out, I went to help Scott with the bags when the door opened and I saw the woman that had disappeared from our lives for five long years. But now, she was no longer the woman after the accident, but the woman who had been there and held up our family years before. In fact, she looked better than ever, she looked healthy. She had a sun kissed glow to her and had grown her light blond hair out. She wore a beautiful blue dress, the same dress that she wore in her good days before the accident.
But it hadn't worked. “Mom…you look great…I missed you so much. She had repudiated us. Marks. Suddenly. “Come on in. I have to introduce you to someone. I couldn't put my finger on to what had changed in the house..different. Perhaps it was the extreme neatness of everything. We were finally together and I knew that from now on. a click after I said 'Hi' and an instant dial tone coming back to me. all of the times of hearing her answer the phone.. I brought half of the bags out to the door and enveloped her in a huge bear hug. I walked into the house after Vic and I was surprised.. memories of all the times I had called her after she left St. We had all been under the impression that for the past year. opening the door and letting us into the house. Why? Why had she not changed anything? Why would she keep everything the same? Did she not want to forget the things that had happened in this house? Did she not want to forget the terrible tragedy that befell her? . Victoria and Scott had already attacked her with warm hugs. I didn't know what to say. she had lived alone. We left the identity of this mysterious person for later and kept going. We were going to see him anyway. To keep the family together. He probably was just a friend. There was so much and yet. To keep us one. my mom was the perfectionist.” I said as tears welled in my eyes.While I was busy observing the house and my long lost mother. everyone. but it was somehow.her family. My mom hadn't been the right state of mind to accept us. But then again. all our faces changed into confusion. Mom had a huge. The inside of the house looked strangely perfect. I hadn't set foot in this house for the past five years and nothing had changed..” she said. The kind that obsesses over every tiny particle of dust. I didn't know what to say. Instantly. everything would be good. But now was not the time for bad memories. I had tried so hard to keep in touch. red lipsticked smile on her face.
trying to soothe my disappointment.” “Yeah. All in good time.” My head spun around. Mom had been madly in love with dad. I knew about all of the unanswered calls she made to mom. “But mom looks a lot better and she's cleaned up and everything. “I dunno. There were no curtains and it was bare. fearful that my skepticism would shine right through. claiming their rooms and leaving me with the huge stack of luggage to carry upstairs.. They were madly in love with each other. Apparently. what's taking you so long?” Eve asked. I needed to be happy with mom.” I asked. “That's great. This was exactly how it looked right before I left for school five years ago. I looked at my watch and realized that I had zoned out for at least a half hour. . It didn't feel like the right time to ask. The right time to question my mom. She had her arm around me.I kept the questions in the back of my mind and kept going to put my things away. Everything would happen in time.. Free of memories and childhood. This was supposed to be a great week and I wasn't about to stain it with my silly thoughts. I trudged along the steep steps and hoped that no one had taken my old room. trying to sound excited and happy. “Steve. She even met someone new. I opened the door and was satisfied that it was free of people. Questions would be answered.” my sister replied. Everyone was already upstairs.when are we going to meet him?. I guess. Could she really have moved on so quickly? Was she really that alone? It just didn't seem right. I didn't show any sign of what I felt though. Eve was always so positive about everything and I knew she was especially happy to finally come home to tell Mom about her great news. I'm just sort of remembering the house before the accident. My thoughts were interrupted by my sister. it's been a long time. mom had disregarded the room and left the cardboard boxes and bed alone.
. I'm Ray.. Maybe five years in a mental institution.I guess.“He's actually downstairs right now. regretting what I had said as soon as the words had come out. I was her own child! I gulped down my shock and put on a fake smile. Maybe that treatment had changed the mom I knew.. I could not believe what I just heard.congratulations.” I said. “It is sort of weird to meet my moms boyfriend after not talking to her for so long.dad. I looked around to find my mom's boyfriend and finally found him grilling even more food outside and went up to introduce myself. I just cou. Downstairs.” she said smiling. not knowing how to act. “Son.. They loved each other and I didn't even attend their wedding. It smelled great and the sun was shining through the windows. I hadn't met this new guy but I already didn't like him. surprising him from behind. It seemed oddly familiar. hi. I did not understand how someone could replace my father in my moms life.I've heard a lot about you. I'm not her boyfriend. I noticed something peculiar about the knife he used. Obviously he had no children of his own and was happy to hear that for the first time.. “Oh.. surrounded by people that treat you like a child.” My heart skipped a beat.I'm her husband. the table was being set up by the rest of my siblings. I'm Steve.” “Sorry if I scared you.. making everything look ethereal. I said.dn't place it. “Oh. “Hey.” I said.. this might make you feel even more awkward but. I dismissed the thought as a coincidence. nervously.. He's even cooking us a big celebratory dinner on Wednesday. “I'm gonna catch up with my mom”. Ray smiled with pride.” I said.” I said. I smiled back but it was a half hearted smile... Like a separate species that is incapable of thinking maturely.
I wanted to go home. I forced a smile and made my way to the seat. you're just in time.”.” He replied with confidence but somehow I wasn't buying it. crowded around by Eve and Victoria and decided to go outside for a smoke. under his tweed jacket. everything lay in piles of ruble. “Right. Everyone looked so happy and no one thought twice about Ray. Then I realized that all of the nearby houses were gone. looking up at me. why do you have a gun?” I asked. Everything looked so serene and barren. I pushed the cigarette stub into the ground and went inside.” my mom said patting the seat next to her. Each a masterpiece of architecture. Well hope you aren't a rotten shot. I found my mom. . We were the only house for miles.“Don't talk for too long. dinner will be ready in five minutes. That man again. Calling someone else Dad was just weird. Nothing could distract me from what I had just learned. You noticed. 'Cause then we'll all be in deep trouble. You see. The sky was light pink and orange and the trees looked black against the sky. I felt like a traitor to the only man I ever cared so much about. I lit my cigarette and tried to distract myself with the beauty of the scenery. Everything looked so beautiful yet somehow out of place. Very observant of you. there had been at least ten houses on this street. But I let it be for the time being. Everyone was seated and smiling. A 9mm Glock. Ray. There was nothing else on this street. He turned around to wave me into the house and. “Hey Ray. But now. Our house seemed like the ray of sunshine. “Steve.” I said with a smile. he smiled That little comment probably made his week. The wind was lightly blowing and fireflies flew around. Ten years ago. I am a cop and this part of town isn't exactly safe. “Haha. That terrified me. I noticed a gun. Steve.
things were looking up now. viscid with people and feeling. But there was something out of place. Mom and Vic were working on the rose beds and talking about Eve's soon to be born child. funny. concentrate and read a book. As much as some of his comments and actions could be deemed a little out of place. elegant. Her tantrums were redoubtable and her mood swings inspired hate in her and her rancorous mindset made her extremely stressful for people to deal with. My eyes drooped. Tall. simply flamboyant and always wearing a sweet smile. helped sleep surreptitiously seep into my head. on the other hand was a very happy and sanguine man. It was a warm April morning and the entire family was out gardening. pulled my hat down lower and closed my eyes. walking into our home on Vine Street came rushing back. Her affability made her an extremely friendly person and her veracious nature made her even more likable. was just like I remembered her. Eve just sat quietly in the shade of the oak tree in the back yard. my breathing slowed.Chapter 2 Three days had passed since we had come over mom's house. making me flinch. . Jane. The cool breeze and warm sun. vivid and plain in my mind. Ray had been extremely accommodating and mom was seemingly back to normal. decided to unearth themselves. I remembered how we had moved into mom's house. his smile and ever effervescent nature made the time spent with him very pleasant. even creepy. My mom. Something that seemed to make things uncomfortable. I was too lazy to work and help with the gardening and it was too hot for me to sit. This was what she was like when she was in a good mood. Ray. As uncomfortable as the situation had seemed before. I stretched out on the grass. All the discomfort that I had felt. My memories of the past three days.
“How did the water feel. from going farther down my wind pipe. which most people would have recognized as a fake one. “It felt good. I stood.easy target? And you looked too peaceful. I was bombarded with more water. “Righ. I sat up with a jerk in a vain effort to stop the water. She had brilliantly recovered from her 'illness.uh.. I walked into the kitchen. But she had.. everyone was inside.. I took a deep breath and returned his smile.. “I don't know Scott.” I said with a tone of confusion as some of the hatred was returned. Incapable of finding another love.” Ray said. For a moment I wanted to rip him apart. Scott?” Ray called with a sneer on his face. another meaning to her life.. There was something wrong with him. Ray seemed abhorrent beyond anything I have come in contact with in my life. sending sporadic bursts of shock through my body. How shocked we had been when she told us that she had married again. To take something heavy and chuck it at him. But why did you wake me up?” I asked still wearing the smile. Ray.' The water hit my face like a brick. . Incapable of living alone. and the next it felt cool and refreshing in the warm sun. already in my nose. dripping with water but before I finished my exclamation. Such an.” I yelled. She had pulled through. Ray was cooking dinner and everyone else was watching a movie. One second it felt hard. For some reason. repressing a snigger.How mom had introduced us to Ray. still dripping and walked into the house to dry myself. I coughed up some water and then sneezed. I just couldn't tell what and it was frustrating.. We had all thought that she was incapable of moving on.. you just seemed so vulnerable. “Son of a b-. When I returned with dry clothes and a towel to dry my hair.
The hot. Soon enough. the smooth curvature of it's face and then radiance of it's shine. You scared me there for a second. leaving tiny twinkling stars and the moon. body and soul.” “You never were the quick. That's weird. “ Don't worry. Scott.to us. I looked into the pallor of the moon. There. It was Vic. “Hey. “It better be one hell of a surprise. Hmmmm. and all of them together. Black rabbit. on the moon.“So. As I scanned the basement. there was just the moon and the rabbit.” a soft voice called back to me and I jumped with surprise.” I replied with a smirk. Surprises are my specialty. agile type Scott. Then I heard a soft and familiar laugh. that your mind. So hard that the stars around the moon began disappearing. looked like a black rabbit on the white moon. cause I am starved. Ray?” I asked. I walked out into a breezy night. harsh sun had gone down. us on the Earth. his smile widening.” Ray said. . “Hi Vic. For a moment there. so soothing and so captivating. I smiled back still shaken by what had happened. There was something eerie about it.” Ray said with his ever present smile on his face. I found that Victoria was missing from the gay and happy group. craters formed the uneven and rugged surface of our natural satellite. The outline so dense and the animal so real. I stared hard into the moon. Scott!. what's cooking. Where's Vic? I wondered. were made placid with it's white and pure light. “It's a surprise. It was hypnotizing. I went back upstairs to look for my beloved sister. that made your hair stand and yet something calming. hundreds of thousands of miles away. You night dreaming again?” She asked with a caustic and good natured smile on her face. White moon. I thought it was the eerie rabbit talking to me. I left him to his cooking and went down to the basement.
I followed her as she skipped along our front lawn. She was going to lie. was adorned with a table cloth of waves and the plates chosen were brown with two bottles of red wine standing in the middle. to cover her mouth.” I said with happiness. They dinner table. The food looked delicious. Ray and the rest of the crew came upstairs from the basement. Let's go big guy. “I thought you were going to go change? What are you still doing here?” He asked. mom. The change was totally unexpected. “Hey. It all looked like the view of an ocean from a cliff with the waves of the table cloth licked the brown rocks and eroding them. “Never been more psyched mom. when I met Scott.” Ray said.” She said in an almost arrogant manner.” I said returning her enthusiasm. with a puzzled tone. set for six people. Her mouth twitched just for a second. The house smelled amazing. I knew it. mom. . thats all. Happy and smiling I followed her. ready to eat Ray's fabulous food?” she asked. She quickly regained her composure and looked back at Ray in the eyes. “Hey. walked out of the kitchen. Just then. “Jane. Just as I walked into the dinning room. dear. Her eyes focused on everything but Ray's eyes. Her hand reflexively moved to her face.” She said with her smile widening by the minute. they want you at the table. “I was just going upstairs.“Hey the food is ready. Mom's looks changed. Just said hi. She made me feel warm and as close to safe as possible.
But my allergic reaction was from the food he had cooked. Ray was there too. He wanted to murder us all. He became pale. in tears. His smile. He was afraid of something or some one. Everyone! . I couldn't read his expression. although. My brother and my sisters. My body was too busy fighting and kill itself to safe my life.” “Be right back. There was fear. I am not choking. My throat felt like it was burning as the lasagna slowly urged its way down. Everyones waiting. I was on the floor screaming. “Ah. But why? What had she lied about? I didn't know. The once tasty looking lasagna continued on its path of destruction towards. disappeared. dear. I see. “ Women. the only thing that made him seem some what normal. it's ultimate goal: my death. I clawed at my throat in a vain effort to rip it and pull the food out.Ray's face had changed too. So why wasn't he afraid of my family? Of my condition? Had he known? Yes he had! He had planned this all. Mom had lied and he knew it.” Ray grunted and gave me a big smile. My eyes began to water and my nose was comparable to a dragon's. hurry up. His eyes scrutinized mom. clawing and wishing I was dead. I felt Steve pumping my chest. She was too shocked to move. I knew it. Victoria was frantically running around trying to find something. There was no air in my lungs and no energy in my body. Inch be inch. you idiots! I screamed but no sound had come out. Well come on Jane. part by part. Eve was on the sofa. the pain and the burn moved.” She said and raced upstairs in a very conspicuous manner. I feebly smiled back and then took my seat at the table between Victoria and Eve. organ by organ. Around me. Just not the kind I expected. I felt the burning creep through the rest of my body. people were panicking.
it looked like everything was happening in slow motion and like I was in a movie. My hands were shaking as I checked my pockets for my cell phone but it was no where to be seen. I always carried it around and found it strange that I did not have it at one of the most crucial moments of my life. Everyone was still panicked and screaming at each other with alarm. Chapter 3 My heart was racing and I could not keep myself from panicking. His eyes looked bloodshot and he seemed to have no control over his body. No one was thinking clearly and I . Steve was trying to perform CPR on Scott as he lay clasping his throat and coughing. This was too much. trying to find something to do. “DID YOU PUT MUSHROOMS IN THE LASGNA?” Eve yelled. Everything was a blur as I ran into the dining room. Mom said as she raced out of the room. I searched all over and could not find it. I frantically tried to think of something to do to save my brother and realized that without a phone. “WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER PUTTING THEM IN”. “I'll go find his medicine”. The looks on everyones' faces were drenched in fear.My heart pumped the burning blood one more. As crazy as everything was. nothing could be fixed. People crowded around. I remembered where the phone was before I left and sprinted to the office to find it. Hard and fast and then I fell back calm and silent and dead. only to find that the scene had not changed. Scott's face had turned a blue and purple tint and his veins and eyes looked like they were bulging out of his head. Ray yelled back in defense. Nothing was making sense and no one knew what to do. My mind felt blocked and I couldn’t think of anything to do.
“Ray.” He looked at us with confusion. Their heads were down and staring at my brother in disbelief...desperately prayed for a miracle as I took deep breaths to try and stay calm.It's sup. I needed to know what happened. We all stood around. I felt sick.. he said and pushed his hands in his hair. The words rang clear and sharp throughout the room. Silence ensued and I went upstairs. Too unbelievable..pposed to be in the office. All the times that he was there for .. Too scary. I shook my head as he dashed to check. It wasn't there. where it a. I knew instantly that my own brother had died. I held my head in my hands as millions of questions ran through my mind. I could not even cry along with my brothers and sisters. Ray and Steve quietly talked about going to the police station as they went out the door. Such an amazing man had died so fast.always is”. everyone was defeated and silent. A single tear fell from his deep blue eyes. Steve looked up from Scott's stolid and dead face. touching her stomach. Eve moaned and dug her face in Steve's shoulder. My mind was blank.. When I returned to the living room. I knew it wouldn’t be there but followed him anyway. “How could this happen?” Eve asked from behind her veil of tears. I went up to Ray in hopes that he would hold that miracle. “I. His head jerked to me and he looked deformed and terrified. Too stunned to speak. I lay down on my bed and thought about all the memories of my brother. There was nothing I could do. No one spoke or did anything. Eve had gone upstairs too and was softly crying in the bathroom. It all happened too fast and was an extreme amount of emotion stocked up in a matter of minutes. I looked away and went to sit down far away from this. What happened was too shocking. I could not keep from staring at my dead brother in hopes that this was a nightmare that would end now. where is the phone?” I asked in a soft voice. “He's dead…he’s…dead.
How could anyone be able to do anything during a time like this? I was exhausted from crying and slowly drifted off to sleep. Chaos was the only element of my mind right now. My eyes burned and my body felt bruised. Her hand was cool and soft. When I got to the landing. honey. I sat back down and took the glass of water. After moments of . for a second I wasn't sure which way to head. I yawned and lay back down on my damp pillow. I didn’t remember the last time I felt this type of raw. putting plates away. I said sleepily. Chapter 4 I walked up the stairs. it'll bother your eyes”. The need for them instantly came back but I knew that I could not sacrifice my sobriety. Just utter disorder. Left. I felt empty and alone. There was nothing else in my mind. Right when dad died.” “Thanks mom”. The cool water calmed my dry throat. towards Vic's room and wait for her to come upstairs and cry in her arms or right. I heard people walking downstairs. towards my room and cry alone. My mom sat down and started petting my forehead. he became my father figure. I buried my face in my pillow and my tears started flowing. don't turn on the light. “Hi honey”. she said in a soothing voice. “Oh. I sat up to turn on the light. “I brought you some water to help you calm down. My vision was blurry and my face was wet with tears.me no matter what happened. She only did this when I was little and the maternal comfort that I hadn’t felt in years was like a lullaby and sank me to complete darkness. For the past few years. He was the one who helped me when no one else was there. I would simply resort to drugs to numb the pain. terrible emotion. It was dark and hard to see anything but the dark figure looked like my mom. I was woken up by someone coming into my room. The sobriety that Scott helped me achieve.
unannounced. What struck me as odd though was that we had all spent hours just yelling at each other. Now. He was like dad in many ways. I walked into my room. Scott was the one that had pulled her out of that mess. That was the least of my worries at the time. I was over come with sadness and misery. Vic had been a successful model once but her entire career went downhill when she had met with an accident. Everything seemed to be going down a steep hill. left the door ajar and just slumped onto my bed. she had her own studio in New York and with the steady income of her fans.contemplating. tears welled in my eyes. she had taken up higher education. Her life had become a living hell and she had turned to drugs to get a taste of heaven. Scott had been one of those people that just kept the family together. I don't know if I screamed in my head or out loud but that's the last thing I remember before I fell asleep into a deep despair. “Why?!” I screamed. Suddenly. . I had always been a strong willed person and I wasn't exactly known for crying or being overly emotional but today had just been too much. I didn't know what to do. He had completely turned her attention away from drugs and channeled her abilities in music. For all of us. Had Ray put them in? This was just a random thought in the unpredictable mind of mine. They had been very very close. Was I to cry like a four year old that had just had her favorite toy taken away from her or was I supposed to take it like a woman and just maturely think about what was to be done next? I heard mom talking to Vic. I felt pity for her. My mind felt numb. Scott had been Vic's favorite sibling. I decided that Vic had enough on her plate already and that it was best to mourn my brother's loss alone. She was trying to make her feel better. I felt pity for myself. My heart felt heavy with sorrow and love at the same time. The question of how the mushrooms had gotten into the food was pricking my mind like a splinter. First dad … now Scott. when only Vic was looking for a way to get help.
I washed my face in the sink in my bathroom and looked at it. The sound moved towards the stairs. The footsteps kept moving and then they stopped. I realized that they had stopped outside my room. Thats weird. I guess. The sorrow in my heart vanished and was replaced by raw fear. Everything had been going fine. Just then I heard it again. Just uncle now. It was red and swollen with tears. Someone who . My face looked like a giant peach. I opened my eyes.. Something big.Something moved in the hallway. since what had happened to Scott. We would raise him as a family. I guessed it was Steve because we were the only two people that had rooms on this side of the corridor. I stood up and walked to the window and opened it. silence filled the room and when I was sure that Steve had gone to his room and I just hadn't heard him. I heard the person creak up the rickety stairs and onto the landing. He would grow among his uncles and aunts. The door to my room. A cool breeze floated in send shivers down my spine. I smiled. I waited for them to start again but nothing happened. The footsteps were getting closer now. Seven months into the pregnancy. It would be my cherished treasure. I was in decent shape. I closed my eyes and lay back down. someone was walking around downstairs in the kitchen. Suddenly I felt a throbbing pain in my abdomen. We were all just waiting for the baby to be born. He was kicking. The sound. Didn't do anything out of the ordinary. The irony was almost humorous. still listening. The room was pitch dark and I couldn't see a thing but I knew some one was there. still conscious. it was almost as if. I closed my eyes and returned to the bed. Our cherished treasure. I couldn't see anything. lazily at first. I heard the door creak. The sorrow and misery returned. and then quickly to see what was happening. My mind was still not thinking right. Someone other than Steve. I wondered. Who's in the kitchen at four in the morning.. For a full minute.
m. I heard the ruffling of bed sheets from Eve's room. I heard one thing. The assailant was persistent. I knew she wanted to be alone and didn't want to bother her. miserable and sad. Instead I held my breath and decided to wait. The fear was replaced by hate and rage for this monster. The clock on my bedside shelf read four thirty a. I returned my gaze to the ceiling. I felt the blood spill out and the life slowly seep out of me. My eyes fell on the knife the person held. It was my dad's favorite camping knife. I kicked and punched. It seemed impossible. The person then stabbed me once. the person slit my throat. I felt like I had been splashed with ice cold water and woken from a deep slumber. I screamed but nothing came out. Then quickly and concisely. I wanted to scream but something told me that wouldn't help. He was dead and he wasn't coming back. All these years. Eve. The blankness and pale color reminded me of Ray. He was good at that. I struggled. Flashes of my life. going in to soothe her. Before I died. Only once in the abdominal area. never had I once turned to religion . I felt the person's presence close in on my bed. Expressionless. A hand suddenly covered my mouth. My head throbbed. I reached for the light next to my bed and with great difficulty and struggle I hit the button. He always knew what he was doing which was solely from my mom. “I'm sorry. My thoughts strayed to the death and possible murder of my loved brother. I felt empty.didn't want to be heard or to be seen. There was no pain. Just memories. It was probably Steve. Hate and rage filled my heart. Undisturbed. The person still covered my mouth and I was trying to break free. Serene. I heard footsteps down the hall from Eve's bed.” Chapter 5 I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. I had been enlightened. No effect.
I felt a sudden dark pang in my stomach. I am very sorry. At first there was a look of confusion-apprehension even.. I put my arm to the wound and felt the blood flowing against my hands. It wasn't Steve.” Goosebumps instantly covered by body and my heart was beating. . Then I heard something. I heard footsteps leaving Eve's room and then stopping. It wasn't that I didn't believe in God.” Before the bullets even hit me. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. It was just Steve coming in to say hi but I knew in the back of my head that something was definitely wrong. What are you doing up so late?” I asked genuinely curious.” were the last words I heard before the calm face twisted into an ugly and enraged grimace. Then I heard them. I heard the person stop outside my room and open the door. The person walked into my room. A gun was drawn from behind and fired once. almost as if the person had stopped outside Eve's room for some reason. I turned to God for help and for strength. I tried to convince myself that there was nothing to worry about. Then again. Everyone in my family knew that he was allergic to mushrooms so that left one person: Ray. The footsteps moving closer and closer to my room. I flinched as the light hit my eyes that had already gotten used to the dark. “Hey. staring and observing my room. I knew that I was going to die and that Eve was already dead. I couldn't help but wonder who had put the mushrooms into the lasagna. For the first time. Something that sounded like “I'm sorry. it didn't help. It was the same tone I had heard earlier say “I'm sorry Eve. Eve. it was just that I didn't like the idea of someone controlling what I did and what happened to me. I lay still. As hard as I tried to focus on faith.” I am sorry Victoria..for help. I reached for my lamp and clicked it on.
Such a big. Nothing had changed. defeated. The stench was unbearable but his face was so small and soft. I didn't know what it was but they looked glossy and too calm. Scott had stayed in the same place he was before. Dead. Her face red with mourning. I knew her mind was troubled because I saw something in her eyes. no email. It had taken just mushrooms to drag him down. There was no cell phone no land line. Her bereaved body looked weak and vulnerable. Mom's was surprisingly calm. I couldn't scream. He was a lot more jumpy. I heard the metal gun fall to the floor and barefoot footsteps walking away. His smile had disappeared without a trace. just like that. Chapter 6 My head was spinning. It had disappeared. Ray and I had searched the entire house in vain for the damned phone. Ray's countenance had changed too. strong man with such a small weakness.HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? WHY? I thought as I slowly felt weaker and weaker. Right before I sank into eternal darkness. There was no communication to the outside. I had a bad feeling about leaving her alone but knew that her sleep was the only time she could escape from her harsh reality. She showed no emotion and instead. Eve and Vic had already gone upstairs to get away from what had happened. I slowly trudged up the stairs and turned towards my room. Finally my heart gave out and I fell back on my blood red bed. I pulled his eyes shut and headed upstairs. His green eyes were glossed over and staring at nothing. I passed Eve's room where she was already in deep sleep. I walked up the stairs at three in the morning. . battled what had happened by herself. It was almost like someone didn't want us to find the phone.
My mom. I woke up with a start. I stumbled for the light switch and hit it. I heard a scream escape from downstairs. A shot had been fired. I loaded the gun and quietly left the room with the knife in my hand. I jumped for my black backpack and rummaged in it for my Swiss army knife. The first person that popped into my mind was Ray. It was all too familiar. the long eared rabbit resurfaced in my life. I rushed to her rescue. I saw the rabbit. . On my way to stairs I looked into Eve's room to see if she was ok and nearly threw up on the carpet. What I saw was a sight I would remember for the rest of my life. I saw the moon. Her throat was slit in a neat cut and her head was surrounded by a pool of scarlet blood. Ironic isn't it? I saw the rabbit on the happiest day of my life and now. a flare gun and a knife in my back pack. Eve lay there dead with a knife sticking out of her pregnant stomach.I slowly lowered myself onto my bed and looked out of the window. Slowly. I pushed it out and decided to get some sleep. I constantly was camping and was relieved to find all my gear in place. My mind raced and I jumped immediately into action. full and beautiful. I remembered all the times that mom had tried to help me see it. Everything I needed was there: my flashlight. CRACK! It was unmistakable. It was a full moon and I was staring out my window and suddenly like a realization of an illusion I saw the rabbit. on one of the saddest day of my life. The black outline of chubby little bunny seemed like the most exciting thing and the source of extreme happiness. my thoughts started to fade and the comfy pillow persuaded me into a much needed rest.
ready to kill that sinister monster. I vowed to make him pay. Of course. I thought. I stood. I braced myself for him to come behind me and claim me as his victim. even more disturbing and terrifying revelation hit me. Jut then I realized that Ray had killed Scott too. I tore my eyes away from Eve's cold body as I heard another scream. He had killed my sister. I became far more aware of sights and sounds. my brain toiled to recall where I had seen it before. It's dad's favorite camping knife. Suddenly. pregnant sister. I wanted the sorrow to give me power and strength to kill Ray. lay Victoria. The Swiss hilt with its white plus and the sharp blade were all too familiar. Under the pressure and the shock of the situation. This time I almost fainted. I heard a crash from inside the room and when I pushed the door way. He had had the gun all this time. He had killed my entire family…except for me. kind. Ray had being using that knife earlier. I pulled out the flare gun and switched off the safety. As I closed in. On the floor. I had spent far too many times camping with my father to not be able to recognize it. and gathered myself. . I wanted to cry and just let everything I was feeling out. My mind couldn't handle it. I went downstairs and moved towards the corridor to my mom's room. That inhuman beast had murdered a helpless woman in cold blood. Vengeance boiled in my heart. Hate and rage boiled in me. My beautiful. Then another.I know that knife. before lunging for my mom's room. everything started to come together. Suddenly. He had known about his fatal allergy. I heard one final shrill and inhumane scream that drove a cold knife of fear into my heart. I thought. dead. I sprinted to Vic's room. That sick sonuvabitch. But I controlled myself. There were two bullet wounds in her chest.
making sure that mom was alright. Ray was on top of my mom. “Stop. I laughed. son. . You come into my happy family. You take advantage of my weak mother and then you kill my entire family and then you tell me that I am the one making a mistake? What sort of a sick bastard are you?” I asked with mounting rage. I grabbed him by the collar and threw him at the wall. Steve.GET AWAY FROM HIM!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. He thought I was stupid but I was the one in control now and I planned to kill him right now. just unconscious. The flare hit him square on the chest knocking him off mom. I took aim and fired. He was breathing hard and had trouble making out words. You're making a mistake. “How could you. “I am making the mistake? You've got guts man. Just hear me out. She was still breathing. motioning for her to get out. creating a huge gash across his face that instantly started drawing blood. She ran as fast as she could as I made a silent prayer that this would not be the last time I would see her. Steve.” He said in a weak and pleading voice. man? How could you kill a pregnant woman? What did you have against her? And Victoria? Why did you kill her? What did she do to you? And what about Scott? What was your deal with him? WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAINST MY FAMILY?” I thundered. I punched him in the face. with the gun in his hands. I'll give you that. “GO MOM. I didn't hesitate. He thought he could trick me. “Listen to me.I was sickened by the sight. I moved towards him. I picked him up again and pinned him to the wall.” he said with his hand shielding his face. I saw fear in his eyes. Listen to me. He looked up and saw me.
He took a deep breath and said. dipshit. Ray said three words. I pulled my knife from my pocket and stabbed his arm. I know it looks bad and it looks wrong.” “Don't. But I swear to God.” “Remember how you and I and Vic searched for hours for a phone? Check your mom's dresser drawer. He screamed in agony and then yelped like an innocent. I swear I will strangle you to death. I picked him up again and punched him until my fists were red and bruised before dropping him again. . “Who killed my brother and sisters? Tell me if it wasn’t you then who did?!” I said with my voice slowly escalating. He screamed in agony. He wasn't in any condition to run so I moved across the room and tried to open the drawer. And rage filled my mind. He just denied the crime that he had so clearly committed. I was appalled. It was locked.” I stumbled. I left the knife in his arm. “Jane killed them. The pathetic creature gathered itself and crawled to get against the wall. little puppy. Don't say another word. man.” He yelled. it was Jane. Just three words that caused me to almost lose my balance. “Listen to me.” I said with in an extremely calm tone as I dropped him on the floor. He did not deserve to live. I pulled the knife out of his hand making him wince with pain.“I DID NOT KILL THEM.” I didn't know what to do. “Explain yourself.
what you will find there will make it look a little better for me. On the fifth try. I was confused. I looked at the dresser and then at him and then back at the dresser. I gathered my strength and kicked it. I get it. I don't know where that key is. weak and slowly dying. The drawer was flimsy.” “No. “Because. the drawer collapsed and out fell three cell phones and the home phones. it doesn't but that drawer was your mom's and I swear I had no idea how to open it. If you're gonna kill me.“It's locked. What was I thinking? Why was I suspecting mom? I turned to Ray. at least. you hate me. What was happening? Had mom really killed them? I snapped out of it. I was scared. Jane never told me.” “Then how did you know the phones were in there?” “That’s where she was when I woke up. Hey I know.” He replied. right now. Break it open.” He begged. grant me my last wish.” .” I said. Why was I listening to a homicidal maniac? Why was I questioning my own mother? “Why should I listen to you?” I asked him with a calm curiosity. But why was I doing this. She had a gun in her hand and blood on her clothes. And I had nothing to loose. It didn't budge but I kept trying. “That doesn't prove anything. “I know.
. It was always left on top of the barbecue. His eyes went wide.” “What about the knife? That was mine dad's favorite camping knife. He showed genuine shock.” I revealed to him. It was beginning to seem more and more like my mom had murdered them all. “How did she get the gun?” I asked. but I didn't put the mushrooms in. It's always in the same place. “That knife was your mom's gift to me for our last anniversary. Why did you want to kill him?” “I knew he was allergic.” “Then who did. he would be splattered with blood. “My sister. My brain ran through what she had looked like before she ran off. My fears just manifested themselves. Of course she was covered in blood. Eve. my mom? How?” I asked not believing that I was believing this maniac. Had mom really killed Eve? Could this possible? Could a mother really kill her own daughter? I turned to Ray. Those questions returned. was stabbed and her throat was slit. “How do you explain Scott's death? You knew didn't you? You knew that he was allergic to mushrooms. He recovered quickly and then said.” “What knife?” he asked. “She knows where I keep the gun.” he said grimacing in pain. There was no blood on Ray’s shirt except for when I had attacked him and if he had killed Eve.That’s when I noticed.
For some strange reason.” I muttered under my breath. Ray. “Thank you.” “You're not. I will try to get in touch with you. you will not escape alive. I am going to take care of her. After Scott had his violent reaction.” I said firmly. She wanted to kill you all for putting her through rehab. My own mother had killed all her children except me. Remember when we came upstairs from the movie. I looked into the dolorous face of Ray. Your mother will kill you.“Yes. What she had done was wrong and it wasn't justified in any way. Just trust me and leave. Now run!” “No. I was listening intently. I realized that it was her.” . “I can't run from my mom. I know about her accident. “Listen to me Steve. Steve. That’s all she wanted. I love her. She raised me to be the man I am today. If she finds you here. “She wanted revenge Steve.” Everything was falling into place now.” I was ambivalent about leaving. But why? Why would she kill her entire family? “Why did she do this?” I asked. you need to leave. I didn't feel hatred towards mom. but I still loved her. If you don't leave. your mom was just coming out of the kitchen. I can't just abandon her. I am her husband after all. It had been my mom. Run and hide. What she told you before about your father pushing her was true! She was not crazy! Yes. To be the successful person I am. I met her when she was in her most helpless state!” he said. “And I am sorry. she will kill you. Lie low for a while.
“Don't be. son. “Just run now.” PAST .” Ray said with his cringing smile on his face.
I had felt sick in the morning and had had incredible cravings. all whom were destined for greatness. I had gained 10 pounds already and was forced to wear sweatpants everyday. the nurse said with a perfectly white-toothed smile. as I told myself this. xxxxx I waited in the sea foam colored office and stared admiringly at all the pregnant women.” a voice called from the door. Nothing would change. It was positive and in a matter of months. . they had a sort of glowing sensation about them. “we’re ready for you”. I would be able to see another child grow up and be a mother again.Chapter 1 I went inside the bathroom to check the test. I told myself not to be upset at the results. I couldn't wait to tell everyone the good news. I already had four beautiful children. I would be able to raise a baby again. following the young woman to the examination room. I got up and smiled. Nonetheless. I could not focus on doing anything the entire day and spent the rest of the afternoon cooking a big meal and scanning through the millions of baby pictures we had in the attic. another one of MY children would be born. “Jane. but unfortunately had to wait until everyone came from school and work. Even though they all looked exhausted. all while trying to hide from my family. It would be my own little secret for the next three months. I would still be able to live a wonderful life with my wonderful children and husband. in the back of my mind. I hoped it would come back positive. For the past five minutes. I decided that I would not tell anyone until I checked if it was healthy and until my first ultrasound just in case something was wrong. I picked up the test and almost fainted. They all talked amongst themselves about due dates and baby names. A huge smile fell across my face.
a black and white moving picture came on the screen. “I have two older children as well. I heard a knock on the door. Alami. “Hi guys! I'm going to pick you all up early from everything today.. this is my fourth time but all my other children are a lot older”. My eyes refused to leave the screen and I instantly decided to tell my family about my big surprise tonight. Suddenly. This same room had not changed at all in the last 15 years. she giggled. I said goodbye to the doctor and scheduled the appointment. I thanked her and laid down. my name is Dr. I smiled as she put the gooey substance on the machine. “Yes.. this baby suddenly felt so real. I came to greet the half that was not already getting ready for after school activities. Backpacks dropped and coats were hung allowing all my anxiousness came back. As soon as I got to the car. she said moving the machine across the belly and pointing at the screen at the same time.” she said kindly. “Have you ever done this before?” she asked kindly. “Hi.I have good news.” she said and shook my hand. “There is your baby”. “Everything is healthy.” xxxxx . Jane. It has all its toes and fingers too”. I felt serene and started flipping through a parenting magazine. I want us all to sit down and have a big family dinner. xxxxx “Mom! We're home!!” Eve yelled. Tears welled in my eyes as I heard the baby’s heart beat for the first time.“Dr. in the meanwhile you can lay down. Alami will be right with you. I would make a big meal and we would all sit together. But having another baby is such a miracle”. I raised my shirt while we small talked. Suddenly.
” Eliot said. I said smiling. don't talk with your mouth full. We all talked about our days and figured out tomorrow’s plans. A BABY!! I COULD TOTALLY TEACH HER MAKEUP AND GO SHOPPING WITH HER..” he said. “I might as well just drop dead now. “Is this a joke?” Steve asked. ..I heard the door open and footsteps shuffle inside. They all ran down and started setting the table. I was so happy to have such a caring husband who still thought of getting me flowers after all these years. “OH MY GOD. “I thought these would be great to put in the kitchen”.” Eve said excitedly. Everyone kept eating. “Scott. I put everything down and we all sat down. “The kitchen smells great and I haven't had anything to eat all day. I said and smiled. Victoria said as her dark makeup started to run and tears welled in her eyes before walking out. “No.pregnant. Eliot said and pulled out a bouquet full of white daises and kissed me on the cheek. “KIDS COME DOWN TO EAT!!” he yelled.” I said with a sigh of relief.. “So Mom. Forks clattered on the table as everyone instantly dropped everything and looked up at me. “Well. “These will be great”. I just found out today”.. not paying much attention to anything except their meal. what's the big news you were going to tell us?” Scott said in between ravaging through the chicken.I'm. Thank you for ruining the rest of my life”. No one wants to see that.
this baby was my own and I would love it unconditionally. Suddenly.“Thanks for being such a ray of sunshine”. “Who says I plan on aborting it?” I quickly replied back.that's fantastic. I refused to care about what any of them thought. Eliot said. I washed my hands and went upstairs. tell me why you told them all that when you plan to abort it”. I guess I had too high hopes and was not even thinking that they could react like this. he raised his voice. coming up from behind as I was getting a towel.er. I could smell alcohol on his breath and suddenly started panicking. rolling her eyes. mom.” Scott said. “So. I stood up. I would hopefully have Eve to help for another year before she went to college and other than that. Eliot had never talked to me like this and I had no other choice but to defend myself. with a fake smile. Eve said. I silently cleaned the table while everyone was upstairs.” Scott said. All our children are all grown up and I refuse to raise another child when I should be enjoying life without children”. None of the boys knew how to respond except to stare down at their food. I did nothing all day except busy myself with foolish things like going to the gym and getting manicures.. .. not bothered by it at all and kept eating. “Uh. My family didn't understand how important this baby was and that crushed me.. “Cool. angrily. “I said you have to abort it. all my excitement that I had built up had vanished. Eliot didn't reply and acted like nothing had even happened. I was exhausted from today and wanted nothing more then to talk to Eliot and go to sleep. None of them understood how lonely I was while they were all gone..
It felt like someone had kicked me in my stomach and I instantly knew that my baby was gone. a bed.” he growled before everything went black. two hands forced me away from the sink and slammed me into the cold. The night before. blue tile. I walked out of my cell into a corridor and was escorted down it by two guards with tasers. None of my muscles would move and I felt paralyzed. Today. I showered and dressed. Chapter 2 I opened my eyes and looked out the same window I had looked out of for the past four years. I had woken up in this cell and followed the same old routine. completely disowning me. I had gone supposedly crazy. At the end of . “Well. I said back. a guard had left normal clothes on my bed. I guess you won’t have to abort the baby after all. not even looking at Eliot. My family had brought me here and dumped me. This was the royal suite of the St. Eliot stood there with a sneer on his face. My head felt warm and I blacked out for a second. Marks mental institution. Everyday for the past four years. I noticed a small pool of blood near the side of my face and when I looked up. a sink and a toilet. Suddenly. I had spent four long years in isolation. I grabbed my towel and pajamas and went into the bathroom. The whitewashed room had only one window. I was going to be discharged and I was going to go home.“How do you expect me to abort my perfectly healthy child? This is not even a question anymore”. But today was a special day. My mouth was dry and there was a metal taste inside it. It was boring and the worst treatment possible to a person. Ever since Elliot had killed my baby. How could this be the same man that just minutes ago brought me a beautiful bouquet? How could this be the same man that I had loved unconditionally for the past 20 years? I took a shower and came out to brush my hair.
I perfected everything to the last detail.the grey passage was a room labeled 'Supervisor'. Once I had my house in order I began planning the murder of my former husband. Elliot seemed lost in his own thoughts. The rage and fury returned and as he crossed the road. all my hate would melt away and I couldn't afford that. I stepped on the gas and hit him. It was a beautiful house and it was a beautiful day. I felt the jolt of the . I was going to make him pay. causing an orange and yellow tint to the sky. He always had been. My happiness. He had to pay. After some time. My hate for Elliot resurfaced. It reminded me of that night when Elliot had killed my baby. The least he could do was to keep the house in shape so I would be able to live comfortably when I came home. I found a sixteen wheeler rental outside town and hired a blue truck for the fateful night. I bought the house which was easy to do because it was relatively abandoned. He had taken away my baby. The selfish sonuvabitch. I bought my own house back and I nursed it back to its perfect condition. He had taken away my family from me. I made everything the way it was. The first thing I did was catch a taxi to my old house on Vine Street. I was sad beyond expression when I found it abandoned. My whole life. Somehow. I put the vehicle in gear and accelerated down the road. I knew Eliot went out for a smoke every night so I parked on his street and waited on the corner of the street. The sun was just setting.' I walked in and finished the formalities. my kids had gotten news of my discharge and Steve had called the house numerous times but I never said a word to him for one simple reason. another name for 'Jail keeper. I saw him walk out of his house. It fueled my hate. I was free to roam the streets. I wanted to make Eliot pay and make everyone else pay for deserting me. I knew that if I spoke to him.
I felt sorry for him as I saw his body fly and land on the pavement. My beautiful bride came out from behind the rose covered doorway and started walking down the white aisle. I would act as though nothing was wrong and slowly get my vengeance on them. I drove the trailer back home and washed it clean and returned it to the rental.impact. I knew how hard he fought for me to stay and I knew that his calls everyday were out of worry and love for me. My hate justified my actions. the music changed and everyone turned back. She looked so small with her silk white gown and thin white veil. Chapter 3 A harp and piano were playing in the background and the smell of lilacs and roses filled the church. I could finally go on with my life. Everyone was whispering to each other and waiting for Jane to walk down the aisle. The stained glass illuminated the church and gave everything a light pink tint. I was satisfied and relieved. He was a small guy and I had a huge truck and yet I felt it. . hitting his head. Suddenly. I had accomplished my mission and now I had gotten back at my husband. I sped away in hopes that no one had seen me. For a second we made eye contact and I thought he recognized me. I had a hunch that they were coming to me on a silver platter. My life was back on track for now. The church was filled with friends and family that smiled at me. I had been waiting for this moment since the first time I saw her and was anxious to start. but what he did to me was far worse then what I did. I knew what I had done could be considered wrong. He was the only one that loved me. I had not seen her for the past two days and I was restless to start one of the best moments of my life. Killing the kids was for a later time and for some reason. Everyone but Steve.
I will go. She looked more beautiful then anything I had ever seen. come riches or poverty. and remain faithful to you all the days of our lives. She giggled and turned to face the minister. I will face. hold you close. “Now for your vows” he said and closed his Bible. whatever you face. They had abandoned her and even though I knew the fight they had was big and caused all these problems. The minister smiled and in a loud booming voice said “Well. He took his Bible from his velvet green cloak and started going through his standard wedding procedure. I join my life with yours. Everyone stood up and cheered even . Jane sniffled and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. I could not believe the pain that her children caused her. without her children or father. waiting to start. and will give myself to no other. I choked up and tried to hide my tears from the audience. I love you”. I take you as my wife. I am nothing. I could not understand how they could not even be there for their own mothers wedding. She walked down the white carpet and finally stood next to me. prize you above all others.She was alone. I smiled back “I’ve never been this ready for anything in my entire life”. I offer to you in love and in joy. I remembered her crying to me in my arms about their refusal to talk to her when she was going through her depression. I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride” I grabbed Jane and kissed her as everyone cheered and clapped.” Her words fumbled and she laughed. From this day forward I will love and comfort you. “All that I am and all that I have. "By the power vested in me by the State of California. in happiness or sadness. Know that without you. “Are you ready?” she whispered to me from under her white veil. For good or ill. I smiled from ear to ear and thrust my fist in the air in joy. He stood there. Wherever you go. He smiled and adjusted his small golden glasses above his nose. I knew she had suffered a miscarriage and that she wanted children more then anything and I was more then willing to make her dream a reality. I turned to Jane “Jane. I was willing to do anything for this woman after everything she went through. they were ungrateful little brats and I feverishly hoped to start a family of my own with Jane as soon as possible-without them.
until one .” “What is he looking for. with her eyes shinning in amusement. ma?” I remembered asking. of course. It's because the sun bites of part of it and before he can eat all of the moon. fell behind the chimney. That’s why the moon keeps disappearing part by part.louder. huge bay view windows and long driveways lined with beautiful flowers. Every house had at least three cars. long journey. a bright orange ball. sank slowly behind my house. is on a long. I remembered the story my mom told me when I first asked her. the moon escapes. where the sun went when it turned dark. The sun. lush green lawns. It had been rendered inert because there were almost no public transit commuters from this part of town. I watched the Sun slowly dissolve in the surrounding liquid of red-yellow sky. The ball of fire. “He is chasing the moon. With that tingling sensation that people have when they have a sense of déjàvu. Chapter 4 I stood with my hair on end. making it look like a delicious lollipop. It was one of those old bus stops with just a little yellow sign next to it with a black bus on it. that was gradually disappearing. This was the rich part of town. eliciting the beautiful shades of the roses and the lilacs. Elliot. There was a cool wind blowing towards the bus stop at the end of street. “The Sun. I swooped Jane from under and into my arms and carried her down the aisle-ready to face anything that came my way. “It travels around the world and it visits us every morning.” she had said. swimming pools.
The little rose bushes swayed in the wind. To anyone it would have been obvious that she was lying but to a four year old me. it was the most fascinating thing ever. Yes. that had been slipping into the memories of the past. I felt the smoke descend into my lungs. I didn't have enough of that in my life. That’s the moon's son. with my parents. was snapped back to the present by a strong gust of cold wind. flowing through the rest of my body. it's him growing and once he’s full. I walked a couple paces and then sat at a roadside bench and lit a cigarette. darkening them. How?” I had asked with intense curiosity. Each with their own skill. the Sun gulps the last remaining part of the poor moon. then? Food. Scott. the Sun begins chasing him and finally eats him too until another moon is born to replace the lost one. we had gotten together wonderfully. Victoria and Eve. “But then the moon comes back alive. work… love? Yes. .” my mom had told me with a mischievous smile on her face. my brother. My kids are too old to stick around their old man and go fishing and my wife refused to look me in the face. Love. and coming back up out through my mouth in a light. “Oh. It didn't make me feel any warmer but it made me feel more secure. Was it money? No. Those times in my old house. were the best times of my life.fine day. Until all hell had gone wrong. I pulled my jacket closer and wrapped my hands around me. The kids were doing well but my life was slowly crumbling down. and my sister Lisa. only second to my marriage to Jane and the birth of my four adorable kids. When he appears part by part. warming it. but that’s not the same moon. I had plenty of that. Jason. Every single one of them was a prodigal child of their own. Life had been harsh. it had been hell. with their own unique personality and yet. grey cloud. that was it. What was it. people. Elliot.” my mom explained returning my intensity in her answer. No. Steve. hadn't it? My mind. I hung my head back and closed my eyes. despite our nuances.
My skull cracked and my eyes saw a flash of red. Trying. There was something about the look the dog gave me that sent shivers down my spine. and looked at me. I felt my body leave the ground. Dad!” I heard Vic cry. As I walked towards it to find what was wrong. the dog stood up quickly. My head followed. My hand hit the road first and I heard my elbow crack before I felt the excruciating pain. looking . Then I realized that the look wasn't to scare me but to warn me. the dog turned around and kept walking. For an instant I was terrified. I didn't understand what was happening. I felt her slim hands shaking me. I followed. letting its color jingle around. There was a garbage dump diagonally across from where I stood. Curious. They reminded me of Scott and Steve. making the trees sway wildly. The wind was roaring now. Nonetheless. It was on its side and it looked like it was hurt. then green. Then everything went black xxxxx “Dad! Dad! Wake up! Wake up. As I walked down the street. Jane. I saw two kids playing catch with a football. And before I could turn my head to see what was approaching. I reached the end of the street. I didn't even know how I knew the dog was trying to warn me. There was Dalmatian-a neighbor’s dog. And that's when it happened. And during all this time. I was disoriented and confused. My children were all there. Aimlessly walking. I looked around and saw the massive amounts of wires and tubes connecting my body to the machines. hard to wake me. I tried to get up but a murderous pain went through me. The driver of the sixteen wheeler.I stood back up and stretched. There was blaring honk. there was one person's face on my mind. It was rolling around on the street. I opened my eyes to find myself on a bed. then blue. The sterile smell of the room suggested that I was in a hospital. I was flung across the street. I walked towards it and stopped short. They were crazy about football.
She was afraid something was going to happen to me. Her eyes glistened with tears and fear that shone in her eyes. I would like to ask you a few questions about your encounter. in a chair. He was just like his old man. Everything was in pain.solemnly at me.” Steve called from his position at the door.” He said maintaining his placid nature. She looked uncomfortable. “Damn dad. Something bad… something fatal. slowly and solemnly left the room. . I smiled faintly. In private. She was so much like Jane. Why was I here? Why was I in a hospital. Scott stood next to my bed. Victoria sat holding my hands. you got to eat more. powerful and tall. Strong. my loved ones. I felt weak and blanched. It always showed concern for me. Cut down on the vegetarian bullshit and get some meat in your diet. My family. most believed that he was a professional football player. hands folded on top of his chest. Mell. Scott looked me in the eye.” the policeman said in a kind but firm voice. please. You’re so small. giving him the name nickname: Pro. His face showed concern. with a twinkle. He had that ability of putting a smile on anyone’s face in an instant. In fact. the driver couldn't even see you. Scott stood at the door. with my family surrounding me? “What happened to me?” I struggled to ask from my bed. Eve sat at the back of her room. most people would have trouble believing that he was an accountant at the local bank. His eyes bore happiness into people's minds. “You…dad… got yourself run over by a sixteen-wheeler. Her face was serene and seemed unaffected by my 'condition'. My legs hurt. He was a naive child and didn't understand the evil and harsh world out there. “I would like a word with Eliot. “Mr.” He had a smile on his face.
“Okay. I began wheezing.” He said in a polite voice and left. My heart lurched and a white pain seared through my chest. “No. “Dad. thank you very much for your time.. I had seen the face of the driver... “Did you get the license plate number of the sixteen wheeler?” “No. my voice dolorous. Hope you feel better.listen to me.come here. Then it struck me. And through all this my only concern was to warn the kids about the driver. There was no way they would let my children get away freely.“Go ahead. My lung felt like they were on fire and my nose was red with heat. “Scott.. They all came in as the officer left before all hell broke loose. I had actually gotten a perfectly clear look at the driver.” “Did you a get a good look at the driver?” He asked. My attempted murderer. There were beeping noises everywhere as a group of nurses ran through the room. . sir.. his eyebrows raised.. take it easy..” I said.” I gasped between breaths.” I lied through my teeth. I had to tell them the truth.” Scott said.
. delivered but misinterpreted. There was too much noise and I couldn’t scream. I fell back dead..and …..“Ok. My son forced his way to me “Shut up. My message.” That’s all I could manage before the fire got to my heart and just blew it up......... everyone has to leave now! Dr.mom... listen. Morrison! Cardiac arrest in room 504!” one of the nurses screamed from the doorway as a young man...... came in putting on his gloves and ready to save me. ...old house... beware..stay safe.....
“What do your friends think of what’s going on with you?” my psychologist asked. “And what about your art? Do you still paint?” “That’s the only thing that keeps me sane”. I sadly smiled. my voice breaking. I feel like I have a purpose…a distraction”. I was on so much medication to help me but I only ended up feeling like a zombie. I feared that she would be around me. “How do I know where she is? How do I know that she won’t find me?” I was so exhausted. I said. The image quickly came to my mind and I shook my head.” Everything I do reminded me of my family and whenever I went anywhere. The smell of the paint soothed me as I painted in thick brush strokes. I feel strange pretending to be happy and pretending to enjoy hanging out and talking to them. . My coarse horse hair brushes. I closed my eyes and thought of painting. . nothing got better. “Have you tried painting them?” she asked and scribbled something in her notes.“I cannot sleep and I live in constant fear of her getting me”. I had lost so much weight and only left to go to the park. “I can’t…the only image I see of them is their …dead faces”. trying to get it out. The blank white canvases that yearned to be covered in color. “What friends? You think people want to be around someone like me?” “So you’re telling me that they haven’t tried to reach out to you at all?” “They have…I just don’t want to be around them. The only light that shone through my dark apartment was the sunshine through my wall covered windows. “My art was one thing she wasn’t able to take away from me”. “When I paint. My thick acrylic paint that covered my cement floor. I had wanted to sleep for so long but no matter what I did.
in the midst of all these problems. Hypnotized. As I walked down the street. I had no contact with the only living family member of mine.“I have done all I can. There really was no point in living in this fear. That day. medically to help you. I hate to tell you this but you are on your own now. My fear was irrational. I was helpless and hopeless. Doc. The black rabbit. These people and events have planted themselves in your mind like a nightmare and it’s up to you to uproot them and throw them out.” I said. I had somehow seen her actions as justified. It was mind boggling. solemnly shaking my head. but I couldn't help it. My life was pointless. . Dad was dead. I find her crime atrocious. I stared. “It's ok. I left the hospital with a made up mind. I didn't even know if she was alive. but today. my eyes wandered to the sky. Eve was dead and Ray had disappeared. I felt drawn. I didn't see any alternative. He really couldn't do much. Hell. comfortably huddled within the moons boundaries. it was bright and full. Scott was dead. Vic was dead. It emanated radiance almost equal to the radiance of the sun during the day. I was terrified. stolid and clear. He sounded sincere. Steve. She haunted my dreams at night and crowded my thought during the day. I expected her to be lurking around every corner with dad's favorite camping knife in her hand and a petrifying smile on her face. The moon. It was all over. My existence…inane. I knew.” the doctor said solemnly.
. red lips and a blue dress. Frustrated. you will be left alone in the dark. In one corner of the room. A tragedy so great. “Left Alone in the Dark. Your life is like a window to the world.” The windows were closed and barred. Steve had made his last and final painting. Fear is a persistent yet slow killer. On the floor. you will be drenched in the light of people and friends. somehow. A mistake so small. the police knocked at his door. If you let it. they broke down the door. Steve hung from the ceiling of his apartment. were the words. But if you close it and fill your heart with hate and misery. just like change. with blond hair. a portrait of a woman. A family upon which a tragedy was thrust. he will kill you some day. If you leave it open. so remiss. written in blood. There was no answer. You must understand that your life is nothing but a series of events which connect you to the people in your life. fun and joy and love and harmony. How do you escape from such a death? You don't.EPILOGUE You have heard the tale of the Mel family. that it broke it apart. Jane had been his last thought before he succumbed to his fear. but such a big consequence. Death is a certainty. Three days after Steve's visit to the psychologist. The curtains were drawn and the apartment was in complete darkness. A family that once led a life of happiness and pride. The problem is you will never know how or when. there stood a painting.
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