Who Am I?

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 LAUREL

"When should we do this?" Laurel looked at her mother questionably.

"We need to explain everything to Daya, first. " Daphne stopped and tilted her head as if she is listening to something far away. Then they both heard it. Distant humming of their tune.

"Mom, if that is not you then who is it?" They both stood their and listen for a moment.

"It's Daya, she is letting death take her. Go! Bring her to me at once. Don't forget the box. It will be important. The house will have to go. Burn the house. That will be best. Hurry, time is running out." Daphne took Laurel's hand and pulled her away from the tree.

The awful sensation started when she was no longer touching the tree. When the pain eased up Laurel opened her eyes. She was back behind the barn. Laurel got up and started running toward the house. Even though she was running as fast as she could, it felt like she was hardly moving. When she reached the back door it was locked. That's right I came out the front door trying to be sneaky. She ran around to the front of the house and rushed into the house.

Laurel raced into Daya's room but she was not in there. There was blood on the floor. Her fear spiked even higher for her daughter. Laurel then dashed into the bathroom and stopped in her tracks.There was so much blood. Daya was in the middle of it, white as a ghost. Am I to late? Laurel thought. No. Laurel reached down to Daya and pulled her into her arms.

When Laurel pulled Daya into her her arms, Daya barely opened her eyes and said, "Mom, I guess I won't die alone after all. Everything feels so numb. There is no more pain." She reached up and touched Laurel's face as she said this.

"You're not gonna die. I will not allow it. Hold on just a couple of minutes." She kissed Daya on the forehead and sat her back down on the floor. Laurel stood up and ran into her bedroom and grabbed the box from under the bed. Her eye caught the picture on the nightstand. It was picture of the two of them. Laurel grabbed it and put the picture in the box. She ran back into the bathroom. Laurel picked up Daya into her arms. She carried Daya to the back door and opened it and put her in one of the folding chairs on the back porch.

Laurel then ran back into house and took one of Daya's oxygen tanks out of a side closet. She put it in the living room and turned it on to full blast. The pure oxygen was blowing loudly into the room. Then she ran into the kitchen. She turned the gas oven on and ran out the back door. She put the box on Daya's stomach then carefully picked her up. Laurel started walking up the hill to the barn. When she reached the barn, a big explosion went off. The oxygen has found the gas oven. She looked back and her house was in flames. Tears spring to her eyes. Her childhood home is gone. She shook her head and continued walking.

She carried Daya to the back of the barn and laid her down in the soft grass beside the tree. There was an old shovel on the other side of the barn. Laurel went and got it and dug a hole beside the tree to bury the box. The tree was glowing brighter than the moon. Laurel bent down and kissed Daya's head. Then she grabbed Daya's hand and they both touched the tree.