It is past 6:00 am when Allyson Aickman stood up and made her bed to prepare herself for school. She grabbed the brush, and brushed her soft black wavy hair, she always wondered why her parents are blonde and hers is black. She then quickly went in to her wardrobe to pick a good outfit to wear for school. Allyson laid her favorite black and white striped cashmere top and a black pencil skirt with a D&G leather belt in her bed. She then took off her pajamas and started taking a bath.
After a 15 minute warm shower, she heard her mother yelling. She then closed the shower. Warm water dropped.
“Allyson! You eat your breakfast down here!” Mrs. Aickman yelled with concern.
“Yes mom I will be there in a minute!” She replied.
Allyson quickly put on her outfit and rushed down to the stairs heading to there tuscan inspired dining room and kitchen. Once she is down there, she stood in front of the sculpture that her father made for her when she was 10 years old, before her father died, a day after her 10th birthday. For an unknown reason, they saw Mr. Aickman’s cold, pale, and dead body, lying in front of the sculpture. Where Allyson is standing, while remembering all the joyous moments living with him for ten years.
“I know what you feel.” Mrs. Aickman whispered while hugging Allyson.
“I just want him, right now, right here with us.” She replied emotionally.
“Well, he will always stay in our heart. By the way, my boss called me that we will have a business trip, all employees, and no exception. We are going to Tokyo for a week or so. But I called your Aunt Susan to go here and watch over you.” Her mom noted her.
Mrs. Aickman lifts her Louis Vuitton suitcase and walked in front of the door.
“Well, goodbye dear, see you in a week or so. I love you!”
“Take care and I love you!”
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Allyson hurriedly runs to her first period of class. History. She runs as fast as she can. Panting.
“Hay’m soh, ho, ho, sohreh, ho. Gulp. I’m lhate, ho, ho, ho.” She explained exhaustedly.
“Well, go there and take a deep breath young lady, deep as the hell.” Mr. Hersherd replied with a big grin and turned to anger.
“Oh? Umm, okay” Allyson quickly replied, and run over to take her seat.
“Well, speaking of hell, we are going to talk about the ancient Rumian, and how hell is connected with the five gods, and the five gods who made the city of Rumia be different from the other neighboring cities. The first god is the god of prosperity, Mabakrian, he is the god that gives wealth and success to all Rumians. The next god is Alkumina. He is the god of joy, he gives happiness to all sad Rumians. Next god is Servukeva, the god of life. He is responsible for all the life forms in Rumia. Halibsha is the god of reincarnation. He reincarnates all the spirit that is sent to Servukeva, that is taken first by the god of death, Paminakosva, he takes the soul of the sinners….
“RRRIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGG”
“...well that’s it for now, and tomorrow, we are going to the Rumian Museum.”
Allyson, felt a chill in her back during Mr. Hersherd discussion about the Rumian. But she wondered how the hell is connected to the Rumians? She went to the school’s library, an old dusty, crowded and silent library of Imilluel National High School. She can see the afternoon light beaming inside the stained glass window. Sudents read silent in each old oak table. The librarian, Mrs. Figgins, an old grey haired woman, one of the legends here at Imilluel. Students adore her so much. She is an Italian descent. She approached Allyson.
“Well young lady, how can I help you?” her wicked voice said.
“Do you have any, um, books about Rumians, history about Rumians? Allyson asked curiously.
“Yes, in the 4th bookshelf, thank you so much Mrs. Figgins!” Allyson said.
“You’re welcome dear” her wicked voice ended the conversation.
Allyson walked to the first bookshelf. Mathematics. She suddenly saw a couple, making out in between the Science and Literature bookshelf.
“Back off bitch!” The boy yelled to Allyson, as he started to kiss his girlfriend again.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you I was just-” she stopped talking and walk towards the Ancient History bookshelf.
She saw different kind’s of history books. Egypt. Chinese. Indian. Mayan- Rumian. She grabbed the leathery exterior of this old, dusty aged book. Allyson walked into an empty table and sat in a chair, far from the other student who was in the library. She sat beside the stained glass window, the mirage that the light is giving, serves as her lamp. She placed the reddish looking book in the table and curiously analyzed the cover of the book. There are symbols drawn and text written on the cover of the book that she can’t understand. She lifts the cover of the book, which entitles: Ancient Rumia.
She did not read the first few pages of the book; she directly searched for the table of the contents of the book. She started to find the word hell, as she points her finger in each title of the article inside the book. She pointed to the last article: Hell days of Rumia. She started flipping the book at the last page, she started to read randomly and hoping to find the article she is looking for. She found it, and she started reading the article:
...the five gods of Rumia, had a big fight and they were divided, and they started a war. It all started when Paminakova the god of death, tried to get the soul of Mabakrian, the god of wealth and success in Rumia, because he is too jealous, that Mabakrian is being sociable to the Rumians, and also, he gives success and wealth to them. Paminakova denied the accusation of the other gods. But when Halibsha is reincarnating the souls the Paminakova is getting, he found a part of the soul of Mabakrian, but the thing that he was shocked about, is that it was not Paminakova who get the soul of Mabakrian, it was Servukeva, the god of life, since he is the god of life, and the highest and most powerful of the five gods, and that gives him the power same has the four gods, except Halibsha, the god of reincarnation, for he is the brother of Servukeva, the younger brother of Servukeva.Then Halibsha told Paminakova, that indeed, he was not the one who tried to get the soul of Mabakrian, it was Servukeva.Mabakrian apologized to Paminakova, for accusing him of geeting his soul, and....
“You have a new Message” her phone rang and all eyes are looking at her.
“That is why silent option is available in this phone, to be used if you are in a library” she murmured in embarrassment.
She received a message from her mom saying: “Your Aunt Susan is at home, just inbox her if you received this message.”
“I better take this home.” She decided.
