The Light's Calling

Chapter 3

As soon as my mom pulled up to our house, I made my way to the lights again. I needed to know what they were and what caused them. As I inched closer and closer to her house, I saw the mysterious glow reveal itself and then quickly disappear. I walked around the corner and peered into her room with amazement only to realize that she was not within it, but just outside. *Flash *

Lights were all I could see, and they appeared to be the same color as the ones I had seen earlier in the night: an off-pink hue.

"Hi!"

I leapt back and raised my arms as to protect myself, even though I was pretty defenseless. I laughed to myself just thinking about that in my mind.

"Who are you?" I heard a voice call to me. It matched the laugh that was so cheerful and filled with life just as it had been on that day that I found the lights in the window along with their source: the girl with the pink hands.

"Autumn", I replied.

Suddenly, she stood before me, and the light was up close, catching me in a moment of "this is totally cool" while still being a little bit " what the heck was that?"

"Why are you here?", she asked.

" I felt the need to come" I responded nervously.

"Why?" she asked.

She slowly walked towards me, and I could hear her voice, or so I thought it was her voice, but she wasn't moving her lips. She slowly touched the camera to adjust it, and it lit up her hands.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked. I was very scared to see that this girl's hands glowed just as Freddie's voice did when he was up on that stage for the last time.

"What do you mean?", she smiled and then laughed about the fact that her hands did indeed glow.

"How can you see them? The lights? " she asked.

"What do you mean? They are lit up like Rudolph's nose as he leads the sled on Christmas night. It's blinding."

"But, no one sees the lights anymore. How can you?" she replied. "Come with me!"

I politely said no thank you, but I left her my mom's number so that she could call my mom to arrange something. I never listened to strangers and much less ones that invited me to their house without either her parents' or my parents' permission.

When I arrived home, my mom was on the phone with hers. They laughed, and they cried, as if they had known each other their entire lives. But, they didn't. Both my mom and hers had lost their husbands, and in their conversations, in their words and their pauses, they shared their pain. They laughed out of fear, and cried from excitement, but I didn't sense happiness from either of their voices.

Death, it takes so much more than just a life. It takes the light with it, too. The plans you made with others and the plans you made with your light, they are sometimes never realized. But, you can never truly understand that unless you experience the death of someone you loved, someone you believed in.

"It was Karma" my mom said.

"Ok, who the heck is that?"

"Destiny's mom" she said.

"Who?"

"The girl you hung out with today", she replied.

I was like okay. I didn't hang out with anyone, but I did cross paths with the creepy hands girls.