Revlis the Hedgehog

Chapter 15- my life depends on me.

Oh, yeah, and this is the last chapter of the book. I'll make another book sometime or other, but I hope you like this chapter.

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    "Hey, Revlis. Come on, honey, you're gonna be late for school." I heard my... Mom's voice? I opened my eyes to see her sitting on my bed, gently shaking my shoulder.

    "Mama?" I said, a little confused that my mother was sitting in front of me. I thought she was..  you know.

    "Wake up sleepy head. Or I'll pound it out of you." a deep joking voice said to my left. I looked over to see Reflects standing there, a smile on his face, his arms crossed over his chest.

    "Reflects?" I said quietly.

    "Yeah. We came back to you to tell you something important. But this is the last time you'll get to see us, until you come here yourself." Reflects explained.

    "Revlis, we love you, and you already know that. But what you really need to know, is that you are special. I saw how you scared the wits out of Scourge, and I saw how you sung at the concert. Your life depends on how you live it. Sometimes you need to let the past go." Mom said.

    "But I don't want to forget you two." I whimpered, about to cry again.

    "What she's saying is, you don't have to forget us, but you have to know that we're not coming back, and all your crying isn't going to bring us back. You need to live your life to its fullest. We're not saying forget us, we're saying let the past go, and move forward." Reflects explained more clearly.

    "Oh..." I mumbled, hanging my head. My mother lifted my chin with her soft hand.

    "Revlis, we love you." she said gently.

    "We love you..." Reflects joined in.

    We love you.............. We love you............ We love you.............

    I opened my eyes. That one thing that they said stuck in my head.

    We love you....

    I sat up in my bed, and let a gentle smile cross my face. They do love me. After me and Reflects figured out we were brothers, he showed me some love and I showed him some. Before my mother died, she loved me. They love me now, of course. But they're dead. They can't show me love. But in my heart, I know they do.

    As Reflects said, this is my life. This is my life to enjoy. I should live it to its fullest, and let the past go. And until I die, and I get to see them again, there is no going back to change the past to where I see them every day. I can't change the past to where I see Reflects every time I turn the corner. I can't change it to where I see Mom cooking breakfast every morning, and supper every night. This is my life that I need to live. This is my life that I'm talking about.

    I take a picture of me and Mom out of my jacket pocket. Then I take a picture out of me and Reflects. I lay the two pictures on the bed sheet to where Reflects is in the picture, get out of bed and get some duct tape. I tape the two pictures together in the middle, and hold it up. Now it looks as if we were a big happy family.

    I look out the window and think to myself. This is my life. This is something more important than anything else. My life depends on me. It depends on how I live it. I smile again.

    This is my life. And I will live it till God calls for me.

TO BE CONTINUED...