Discovering Angbotain The beginnings - book 1

CHAPTER III

Hours had passed since Jacob had been in the woods, engrossed in the enchanting tea party with the talking animals. As the sun began to set, he realized that he had lost track of time and needed to return to the old house. With a pang of sadness, he quickly apologized to the animals, thanking them for the wonderful experience.

"I'm so sorry, Oliver, Beatrice, Theodore," Jacob said, his voice filled with regret. "I've had an incredible time, but I must go now. I don't want to worry my siblings and grandparents."

Oliver, the gracious host, nodded understandingly. "We bid you farewell, young Jacob. May the magic of Angbotain forever reside within your heart."
Beatrice, the graceful swan, fluttered her wings gently. "Remember, Jacob, the door to Angbotain will always be open to you.
Should you ever wish to return, simply believe."

Theodore, the wise owl, hooted softly. "Safe travels, young one. Carry the wisdom you have gained with you, and let it guide your path."

With a final wave, Jacob turned and made his way back through the woods, his heart filled with a mix of gratitude and longing. As he approached the old house, he quickened his pace, knowing that he had been gone for far longer than he had anticipated.

When Jacob approached to the door through the empty room, he saw his siblings walked by he was met with a rush of relief. He quickly shouted, "I'm back! I'm fine!" But as he glanced around, he realized that something was amiss. The room seemed exactly as it had been before, with no sign of the magical door that had led him to Angbotain.
His older siblings, Louie, Jillian, and Angel, entered the room, their expressions filled with concern. Louie, the protective older brother, spoke first. "Jacob, what on earth are you talking about? We saw you walk into this room less than a minute ago."

Jillian, her brow furrowed, added, "Yeah, Jacob, you've only been gone for a few minutes. Are you feeling alright?"

Angel, always the peacemaker, chimed in, "Jacob, maybe you just lost track of time. It happens." Jacob's heart sank as he realized that his siblings didn't believe him. He had expected disbelief, but he had hoped that they would at least consider his story. "No, you don't understand," he said, his voice filled with frustration. "I was in Angbotain, a magical realm! I had a tea party with talking animals!"

Louie crossed his arms, his expression skeptical. "Come on, Jacob, you're just making up stories. There's no such thing as a magical realm or talking animals." Jillian nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Jacob, you've always had a wild imagination. But this is going too far."

Jacob felt a mixture of anger and hurt. He had experienced something extraordinary, something that had touched his heart and soul, and now his own siblings were dismissing it as a mere figment of his imagination.

"I'm not making this up!" Jacob exclaimed, his voice filled with determination. "I swear, it was real! The animals spoke to me, and we had a tea party in the woods!"

Louie shook his head, his voice tinged with frustration. "Jacob, enough with these stories. You're being ridiculous."

Tears welled up in Jacob's eyes as he realized that his siblings would never understand or believe him. He had hoped to share the magic of Angbotain with them, but now he felt isolated and alone.

Feeling defeated, Jacob turned and ran from the room, his sobs echoing through the empty halls of the old house. He made his way to his own room, seeking solace in the familiarity of his own space.

To his surprise, Louie, Jillian, and Angel followed him, their expressions filled with concern and remorse. They found Jacob curled up on his bed, his tears staining the pillow.

Louie approached him first, his voice filled with regret. "Jacob, I'm sorry. We didn't mean to dismiss your feelings or experiences. We just found it hard to believe."

Jillian nodded, her voice gentle. "We should have listened to you, Jacob. We should have at least considered what you were saying."

Angel sat beside Jacob, her eyes filled with compassion. "We're here for you, Jacob. We may not understand or believe everything you say, but we'll always support you."

Jacob sniffled, wiping away his tears. He looked at his siblings, seeing the sincerity in their eyes. "I just wanted you to believe me, to understand what I experienced. It felt so real to me."

Louie placed a hand on Jacob's shoulder, his voice filled with warmth. "We may not fully understand, Jacob, but we believe in you. We believe that you believe in what you experienced."

Jacob nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope and acceptance. "Thank you, Louie, Jillian, Angel. It means a lot to me."

As the night wore on, the siblings sat in Jacob's room, sharing stories and laughter, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment. They may not have fully understood or believed Jacob's tale of Angbotain, but they had learned the importance of listening and supporting each other.

And as they drifted off to sleep, Jacob couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude. He may not have been able to convince his siblings of the magic he had encountered, but he knew that the memories and lessons of Angbotain would forever be etched in his heart. The next day, Jacob tried to ignore his siblings, but they kept trying to engage him in conversation. "Hey Jacob, do you want to come play baseball with us?" asked Louie.

"No thanks," Jacob replied curtly.

"Come on, it'll be fun," Jillian chimed in.

"I'm not in the mood," Jacob said, his voice flat.

Angel looked at him with concern. "Jacob, are you okay? You've been acting really weird lately."

"I'm fine," Jacob snapped. "I just have a lot on my mind."

His siblings exchanged a look of worry, but didn't press him further. Jacob retreated to his room, feeling more alone than ever.

But as the day wore on, Jacob couldn't resist the pull of the empty room. He found himself drawn back to the plain wooden door, his heart racing with anticipation. He opened the door, and to his delight, the woods of Angbotain were back.

He wandered through the forest, marveling at the beauty of the trees and the animals that lived there. As he walked, he heard a familiar voice calling his name.

"Jacob! Over here!"

He followed the sound of the voice and found himself face to face with oliver, the talking rabbit from his previous visit.

"Oliver!" Jacob exclaimed, feeling a rush of excitement. "I can't believe it's you!"

Oliver hopped over to Jacob and nuzzled him affectionately. "Of course it's me, silly. I told you we'd be friends forever."

Jacob felt a warm glow in his chest. He had never felt so happy and alive. For the first time in a long time, he felt like he belonged somewhere.