THE RETURN

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Amelia was humming an old tune, while she was rocking back and forth, on her beloved rocking chair. She had being in that house what it seems like for ever. She was born there and raised there. She loved it there; and was never going to leave. She missed her family. One day, they all moved out and they didn't tell her anything, and she was left behind. No matter, she would'n have gone. She will never leave this house. It felt warm and sometimes she felt as it would speak to her. That is when she heard the sound of a vehicle enter the drive way to the mansion.


She jumped up from the rocking chair and stood in front of her bedroom window. Three cars. My, what an entourage. She thought. Her eyes opened wide when she saw the first one to get help to get out of the limo , was her grams. Grandma Ann. Amelia smiled ear to ear and ran for the stairs to say hi. 


Mean while Ann was looking at the window of Amelia's room." Are you ok mother? Asked her oldest son. You look like you have seen a ghost." He smiled a sad smile. "Is your heart ok?" Pablo worried.I am fine" She answered with a hard voice and a frown everyone got used to... Her hair almost white, in an elegant hair cut. Few wrinkles on her face; She always took good care of her skin.An expensive two piece suit skirt and jacket in a black. The rest of the family, were escorted in the house and the luggage too.

The death of her husband, brought her back to this old damn mansion. So many memories and not  all of them good. She looked up again, at Amelia's bedroom window and she saw it was empty.



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⏰ Last updated: Jul 05, 2016 ⏰

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