Mom and Grandma Meet Again

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When my mom first came into the Wilds she never really knew what was waiting for her. She carried my dad into there until she found some Invalids. These people took good care of him and soon he was healed.

One day while walking in the streets, my mom noticed on one of the trees' barks that there's the word 'LOVE' written.

She also noticed that it was the same exact font that the word was written by inside the Crypts.

She knew it was her mother. She was sure that she definately escaped into this part because starting from that tree, all the rest of them were having LOVE written on them. It was my grandmother's way of telling my mom where she was. My grandmother felt that mom was closer to her or maybe searching for her. So she planned something.

My mom kept on following those trees until....

UNTIL SHE REACHED A HOUSE WITH THE WORD LOVE  WRITTEN ON IT. THE BIGGEST FONT EVER. IT WAS WRITTEN ALL OVER THE FRONT FACE OF THE HOUSE.

My mom knocked on the door. Nobody opened. She knocked again. Nobody opened. So she opened. She opened the door and pushed herself inside.

The house was a two story one. With spider webs upon all the windows. Windows containing no glass. There were bird nests in most of the vases and cups inside.

It was so bright. Since in the daylight, sunshine entered through the windows.

She kept exploring the rooms inside. In one of the rooms, it was dark. And there was a bed. King size bed. Made of branches and leaves and stuff like that. Somebody was sleeping in there. The smile on her face grew wider and wider. She ran quickly towards the bed. Carefully removing the cover, she found two squirrels lying in there asleep. Her bright smile that she had on her face slowly faded.

In between one of their paws, my mom found a paper neatly folded into it. She slowly opened its paw and grabbed that note. And there was a note written from inside.

My mom skipped the whole letter and looked at the last sentence.

'Love

Your MaMa'

I would ofcourse appreciate any comments and feedback. Tell me if you think I should continue. Your opinion is really important to me. Thankyou if you read all that xx Much love for all readers and much admiration for Lauren Oliver

Next part will be about the note from the grandmother.

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