Class resumes after all that happened in four days. They buried Nicholas and some old acquaintance showed up, like Ella, Leon, and Brandon. When they saw me, Ella immediately pounced and cried on my. Leon and brandon followed, enveloping me in a big group hug. We chatted for a while and let them stay in my room with Amber, Jenn, and Sally. We've had a good night, but Ella, Leon, and Brandon had to leave soon, so they left by five in the morning.
When I came back to school, some of my classmates apologized fir their behavior and to what have happened. They even gave me a boquet, saying the we won the first place in the one who have earned the highest money & best play. They gave me another boquet, but one filled with with white flowers. An offering to Nicholas.
So now, I'm currently on my way to the graveyard, when I saw the granny I've always seen reading with a picture frame beside her. Though this time, she's heading to the same place.
Gathering my courage to speak, I greeted her.
"Hi." She looked at me and smiled, curiosity and shock could be clearly seen in her gray eyes.
"Hello..." she paused. "What can this old granny help you with?" She asked.
I shook my head and smiled at her.
"Uhhmm. May I ask where are you off to? The park is in the opposite way." I asked then there's a glint of surprise in her eyes.
"How did you know about that?" She asked.
"I often see you read in the park bench, with a picture frame beside you. That, or you're feeding the squirrels." Then she looked skeptically at me.
"I'm off to my husband's grave..." then she walked beside me as she cradle the basket in her arms. "Today's our 49th anniversary." She gently smiled, though behind her smile, a glint of sadness and loneliness could be seen.
"How about you?" She asked. We have reached the graveyard's entrance, then she greeted a caretaker when she recognize one.
"Well, a special friend died and I'm here to give him the flowers that came from my classmates."
"Ohhh.... A special friend you say?"
"Uuhhh.... Yes. He's been there with me when I needed someone beside me... He's been a very good friend..." I said as I could feel the sides of my mouth curl upwards slightly.
"That remembers me of my husband." she smiled teasingly at me. She then stopped in front of a grave then smiled at me.
"Here's my husband, Alfred." Then I smiled and said "Hi, Mr. Alfred.".
"Anyway, thanks fir walking me down here..." and at that, I waved at her as I walk down to Nicholas grave. Though, I was stopped in my track when the old lady called.
"Wait! Can I at least know your know your name? Mine's Caithlyn."
"Margaret. Margaret Jackson." then I smiled at her again, she reciprocating the smile and said.
"See you soon, Margaret!"
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The old lady sat at the blanket she prepared and light one of the candles she brought with her. After that, she arrange the flowers that she bought earlier from the flower shop, and finally settled with the almost invisible old man beside her.
"Her wings were almost fully grown, Caith." the man suddenly said.
"I know, Al. Even I could see that. I wonder why no one even notice it." she mumbled and frowned when she saw the girl she met kneeling in front of a grave, her whole body shaking from painfully restraining herself to cry out loud...
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S.O.S. Monsters Within
Teen FictionEveryone of us are built with monsters inside of us. It may either help us, or destroy us, depending on how we control those beasts. Of course, not everyone of us could cope easily with those. For example, Margaret Jackson. A used to be playful, h...
