Shadow of Resistance

Chapter Sixteen

My father and I are now in our car going to my grandmother's house to get the key as he promised me. He keeps preparing me all the way from what we can see there. He told me at home that he could go alone and get the key for me but I insisted on going with him.

Despite all of the warnings and advices he was telling me, I can't hold my tears when I see the house. The place where I had so many memories and played in each corner in it is just a pile of rocks now.

"Hey let's just get the key and return home." he says when he sees my crying.

"I know where she keeps it." I say while going towards the room.

I walk on the rocks and I see the room. Every place in the house is destroyed except for this room. It is standing alone in a magical way. There are rocks all around the room except one side that had a window. We break the window and I climb into the room and see the old ancient huge key hanging on the wall as it is.

I stretch out my arms to get it, and the moment I hold it, I feel complete again. I tighten my grip, close my eyes, and take a deep breath as all my sadness fades away. I turn to my father and smile.

"I got it." I scream and he smiles back.

As I walk back toward the window, I notice an old book on the floor. Picking it up, I flip through the pages and discover some old family photos. One picture shows my grandmother holding me as a baby. A wave of happiness washes over me, bringing a smile to my face.

Each photo I see tells a story, reminding me of an occasion or gathering. The memories give me strength, and I feel a renewed sense of hope. I get out of the room through the window, holding the key and the book.

"What is that?" he asks, pointing to the book.

"It is an old photos album, it has a lot of cute old pictures of us." I say while grinning from ear to ear.

"That is interesting....." He says and raises his eyebrows. "I don't think you should show this to your mother, maybe her reaction to this won't be as yours."

I nod and we go to ride back home. On our way, I take some pictures with my phone of some photos of me when I was a baby and send it to Sarah. She sends me hers and we keep making fun of eachother. Especially a photo of me where I was so young wearing huge sunglasses and a photo of her covered in sunscreen at the beach.