chapter 8
To my disappointment, the red smoke disappeared. I walked over to my couch and sat down. I was relieved, but at the same time excited to know that I could bring my father back to life. I held on to the rings around my neck, as if they were his life line. I got up, walked out of the entertainment room, and walked to my closet. I opened the safe, removed the necklace and then removed the wedding ring. I placed the wedding ring in the safe and reclosed the necklace around my neck. I left the skull ring, so that it may be on me at all times.
I was excited I was the one that held the key to my family secret. My father said that I was unique and I was determined to find out why.
I walked over to the window and pulled back the black curtain, lost in thought. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly. I looked down at the garden and to my amazement, red roses had appeared on top of my father’s grave. It didn’t even look like someone was buried beneath; it just looked like someone had planted a rose garden.
“How did that happen?” I thought to myself out loud.
“How did what happen?” My mother asked from behind, me making me jump clear out of my skin. She was standing there with a look of curiosity on her face. Her eyes squinted suspiciously.
“Don’t you know how to knock?” I asked disgusted.
“Well with all the laughing and giggling going on in your entertainment room, I couldn’t help, but come in and find out why!” My mother said disapprovingly. “Did my poor pathetic daughter finally make a friend?” She asked in a baby’s voice, mocking me.
I looked at her as if she was a pile of shit you find in a cow pasture. “I had the TV on, but why mother would I need friends. You are so ugly and the most pathetic excuse for a wife, mother, and woman for that matter, that they could not possibly bear to be in your presence!” I said this calmly, throwing the words of my father back in her face.
She walked over to me, raised her hand, as if she were going to slap me. I ducked down bracing myself for the sting. The impact never came and I raised my head to look up at her.
Her hand had come about an inch away from my face and stopped. She gasped and slowly started walking backwards to the door. I looked at her in puzzlement and then grinned. My father had said in his letter that no one could hurt me because I was protected by a shield that would remain, until it was time for me to meet my destiny. He obviously was not lying!
“What’s wrong mother? Can you not fulfill your motherly duties as to take care of my mouth?” I taunted her.
She had paled drastically and looked at me in horror, as if she were standing before a ghost. “It has started,” she whispered. “I can’t change you now. You will be just like your father. God help you!”
For some reason I walked a little closer to her, my eyes angry. She kept walking backwards and her back hit the door frame, stopping her from going any further. “Your God doesn’t live here,” I said to her quietly.
She took off running out of my bedroom and down the stairs. I listened for a moment, while she whimpered, terrified of what I would do to her. I giggled to myself.
“That will teach you to raise your hand to me you wicked witch!”
I decided I needed to take a walk after that scene and get some fresh air. I grabbed my camera and walked out of my bedroom.
I stopped outside of my parent’s room and listened to my mother crying and praying. I just shook my head and kept walking. I stopped at the closet by the main door, the one I watched my father murdered from, and grabbed a light jacket. Even though the sun was shining brightly, the wind was still a little chilly.
With my camera in hand, I opened the front door, and headed out for a walk. I stopped outside my parents’ bedroom window, sensing someone was watching me. I looked up and seen my mother run from
the window. I giggled and kept walking. I wonder if that is what my father meant, when he said everyone must fear me.
After that, I sort of let my mind clear. I just wanted to walk and escape from everything that had happened in the last twenty four hours.
An hour later, I ended up two miles away from my home. I had stopped to take pictures of everything, bugs eating a spider, flowers, a funny looking rock, and birds.
I was enjoying my alone time, that I had not realized that I was at the bottom of the waterfall. I could feel the cool mist as the water hit the rocks on the bottom. I walked over to one patch of sun that had escaped among the trees, and stepped into it.
I sat down on a huge rock and started taking pictures of the falls and the rainbows that came off of the falling water. I put my camera down and looked up. It must be a 300 foot waterfall. I started wondering to myself why I always come to the falls when I clear my mind.
I slowly got up and started walking the steep hill up to the top of the falls. I had been up there a few times, but never had my camera with me. I figured I would take pictures now, from the top.
About ten minutes later, I was standing on the edge of a rock, right next to the flowing water. The sun here was shining brightly without the trees blocking its way. Wow, it was really high and gorgeous up here. The sound of the rushing water filled my ears, so that I could not hear anything else.
I took my camera from around my neck and laid down on the big rock. The rock was so warm. I was lying flat on my stomach, so that I was looking over the edge of the waterfall. I started taking pictures; I felt like this place was calling my name and had no idea why.
All of a sudden, as I was taking pictures, the skies darkened.
“Oh great, another storm,” I grumbled to myself while raising the camera to my eye. I continued to take pictures.
I gasped, nearly dropping my camera over the edge of the falls. I looked down at the falls and saw nothing, but while I was looking through the lens of my camera, I could swear I did see something. I slowly lifted the camera to my eye and looked through again. I had to make sure that I was not seeing things.
I gasped again, as I seen a boy falling into the water below!
Forever Changed
Jamie Gibson's books
- Forever
- Forever After
- The Forever Girl
- A Betrayal in Winter
- A Bloody London Sunset
- A Clash of Honor
- A Dance of Blades
- A Dance of Cloaks
- A Dawn of Dragonfire
- A Day of Dragon Blood
- A Feast of Dragons
- A Hidden Witch
- A Highland Werewolf Wedding
- A March of Kings
- A Mischief in the Woodwork
- A Modern Witch
- A Night of Dragon Wings
- A Princess of Landover
- A Quest of Heroes
- A Reckless Witch
- A Shore Too Far
- A Soul for Vengeance
- A Symphony of Cicadas
- A Tale of Two Goblins
- A Thief in the Night
- A World Apart The Jake Thomas Trilogy
- Accidentally_.Evil
- Adept (The Essence Gate War, Book 1)
- Alanna The First Adventure
- Alex Van Helsing The Triumph of Death
- Alex Van Helsing Voice of the Undead
- Alone The Girl in the Box
- Amaranth
- Angel Falling Softly
- Angelopolis A Novel
- Apollyon The Fourth Covenant Novel
- Arcadia Burns
- Armored Hearts
- As Twilight Falls
- Ascendancy of the Last
- Asgoleth the Warrior
- Attica
- Avenger (A Halflings Novel)
- Awakened (Vampire Awakenings)
- Awakening the Fire
- Balance (The Divine Book One)
- Becoming Sarah
- Before (The Sensitives)
- Belka, Why Don't You Bark
- Betrayal
- Better off Dead A Lucy Hart, Deathdealer
- Between
- Between the Lives
- Beyond Here Lies Nothing
- Bird
- Biting Cold
- Bitterblue
- Black Feathers
- Black Halo
- Black Moon Beginnings
- Blade Song
- Bless The Beauty
- Blind God's Bluff A Billy Fox Novel
- Blood for Wolves
- Blood Moon (Silver Moon, #3)
- Blood of Aenarion
- Blood Past
- Blood Secrets
- Bloodlust
- Blue Violet
- Bonded by Blood
- Bound by Prophecy (Descendants Series)
- Break Out
- Brilliant Devices
- Broken Wings (An Angel Eyes Novel)
- Broods Of Fenrir
- Burden of the Soul
- Burn Bright
- By the Sword
- Cannot Unite (Vampire Assassin League)
- Caradoc of the North Wind
- Cast into Doubt
- Cause of Death: Unnatural
- Celestial Beginnings (Nephilim Series)
- City of Ruins
- Club Dead
- Complete El Borak
- Conspiracies (Mercedes Lackey)
- Cursed Bones
- That Which Bites
- Damned
- Damon
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- Dark of the Moon
- Dark_Serpent
- Dark Wolf (Spirit Wild)
- Darker (Alexa O'Brien Huntress Book 6)
- Darkness Haunts
- Dead Ever After
- Dead Man's Deal The Asylum Tales