The Purple Children (Book 1 of the Purple Chronicles)

Chapter 2: The Letter

Chapter 2: The Letter

I went to the bathroom and made sure that nobody was inside. I locked the door, and even locked the cubicle after me, just to make sure that no one would see me. I breathed in and out, and then I sat on the toilet seat and stared at the door of the cubicle. Vandalism dirtied the walls. It wasn't a nice scene, but it was a normal school thing.

Different thoughts came running through my mind. Flashbacks of my mom started to occur. I didn’t want to cry, and yet a tear came out of my eye. I wiped it away with my hands and started to regain my composure. Back in the car, all I could think of was the letter my mom left me, but now, I really didn’t want to open it.. I was scared of what was written inside it. I was scared that it wouldn’t mean a thing.

I tapped my finger against my knee countless times as I looked at my bag. I attempted to unzip my bag but part of me didn’t want to. I placed my bag on the floor and stood up. I jumped up and down rapidly as I felt a surge of energy inside me. I breathed in slowly and returned to my seat.

I finally had the courage to unzip my bag and fish out the letter from my bag, an ordinary envelope with the words, 'To be opened when you’re 18, Lavender. Love, Mom'.  I was afraid to open it, even though I'd been craving to for the longest time now. Who wonders what would be inside? Curiosity was always pushing me to open it, but fear had always held me back, afraid of what the truth might be.

I sighed and opened it. I took some scissors out of my bag and started cutting a straight line at the side. My hands were shaking as I took the letter out carefully, then neatly folded the envelope and returned it to my bag. There were two things in it; a picture and the long awaited letter. I unfolded the paper and scanning through it, I could see that it was rushed yet it was noticeably long. My mom's handwriting was her normal cursive, there were no smiley’s or XOXO’s which my mom loved to add, she looked pretty serious while writing what probably was the last message she would give us.

I read the letter with my mother’s voice inside my head. It’s been years since I last heard her voice. ‘Goodbye,’ were the last words I could remember–or was it, ‘I love you, take care of your brother.’? I hoped it was, ‘I'll come back, I promise.’ I wonder if it's still the right tone of voice I’m using. It says: 

“Dear Lavender,

I know you’re not even eighteen and you’re reading this anyway, but if you are eighteen and you’re reading, then congratulations, you’re as patient as I never thought you were.”

I stopped reading for a moment, “Patient?” I asked surprisingly, the word struck me. Why wouldn’t she think of me as patient? I didn’t know if it was a joke or the truth. I could never judge myself according to my actions. It just felt silly. I’m not officially eighteen but in a week I will be, so I guess I can still be called patient.

I continued reading, disregarding the part about me being patient.

“By this time, I know I can entrust you with a very important mission. I’ve personally trained you and I know at eighteen you have the full understanding of your abilities. There is more that comes with it, but I know it’ll come naturally.”

Was my mom riddling me or something? What does she mean by, “there is more that comes with it”? I know I’m psychic; I can lift things, except for heavy items. Well, I can, but I’ll have a really big head ache afterwards, and I don’t want that. If there was more to come with my abilities, I think I’ll pass. I just wanted to be normal, but then again, I won’t ever be normal. Not in this life.

“You might now realize that we are not humans. We may look like them, but we are not one of them. We are from the planet Mirrston, very far away from Earth. Ten of us also known as the elder knights came here to find refuge. Our planet hated us, and people think we’re causing chaos and destruction. Obviously we are not; you know that. Lately we were called by the queen to return, because Mirrston is at war with the demonic queen and her army. She plotted our exile so that she may rule Mirrston. I’ll find the other nine who are also exiled and we will return together. I have Mr. M’Conehey with me.