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Cautiously I walked towards the slim tower. 'Please don't let him find out' I thought. I stood in front of the sturdy tower that had vines growing all around it. There were no windows. It was built messily with some bricks bigger or smaller than others.
I opened the door with an unsteady hand not knowing what could've been inside. I allowed only a single eye to see what was inside. It was dark inside, too dark to see with only one eye. I opened the door completely shutting it gently behind me. My eyes were straining to see because of how dark it was. Only a few rays reached the bottom.
There was a spiral staircase in front of me. There was no where else to go other than up the stairs. Weeds were growing in through the rough stones. I turned my body towards the door and saw a plaque next to the entrance.
"Thankful for sacrifices that all contributes made. Forever blessed."
It was golden plaque with the phrase engraved. I slowly put on the first step applying light weight. I put my foot firm onto and bouncing slightly. It seemed steady enough. I looked to my left seeing portraits of different men and women. For each stair their was a picture. On each wooden step a name was carved. Above the picture held a name and then a date below it.
I read each one carefully finding it fascinating. The dates started back to A.C. to recent. I thought the staircase would never end.
By now I must be in the heavens...
The light was growing stronger as I climbed higher and higher. A smile grew when I saw were the light was coming from, but quickly disappeared when I saw my picture on the wall.
Ellis Franklin
August 17, 2014
It was a picture of me looking at the ground smiling with my hair pushed behind my ear.
Next to my picture was the man I buried.
Arturo Pilar
April 23, 2015
He was young, maybe early twenties. He was wearing saluting in uniform to a women, most likely a queen.
There was no more stairs left. I opened the cellar like door with all my force welcoming myself to a balcony. I gripped the railing completely confused.
What does this mean? Did he kill all these people? What did he mean contributes? It made no sense.
I saw a garden in front of me. Each bush was a different flower. I slowly climbed my way down the steps once again letting my curiosity get the utter most best of me. I shut the door gently behind me making my way to a garden I'd hadn't found out about until today.
The air was clear and fresh. I sucked in a deep breath as I walked on the soggy ground. It'd rained through the night and I figured that's what kept me sleeping through the night. I was slightly disappointed that I'd missed it. I loved the rain. Most people loved the sun, not me.
The sun was peaking slightly through the clouds struggling to let its rays known. It was mostly cloudy with grey shapes blending together in the sky. Most people would think it looked depressing, but that was another thing that made me different.
I guess I saw beauty in things most people couldn't. Maybe that's why I was so hard on myself for not giving Zain the same treatment I did everything else. I probably have some good reasons why, but I always held myself to the standard of giving people a second chance, not with him.
I put my thoughts to rest as I got closer and closer to the garden. The bushes were in a row perfectly shaped and obviously taken care of. There were four rows and 5 bushes across. There was one bush in front of all the rest. Each bush had a plaque in front of it telling the queen and the date of when the started to when they resigned.
