Jack peeled the potatoes, cleaned his clothes, washed the dog, fixed the roof, made dinner, cleaned his little sister, and lastly cleaned himself. During all of these chores he couldn't get one object out of his head and it was that darn book.Jack was in the backyard and he kept trying to paint something he saw long ago and couldn't quite remember. Maybe his mind was murky cause of that darn book, he stopped trying to draw and stepped back, and saw what almost seemed like eyes but something was missing.
"Read the book and you will see what is missing"
His grandfather's voice told him in his head.The memory of that conversation no longer a long distant memory. He went around his house and looked to his left up the dirt road to the hill with the tree and the book laying under it and Jack thought maybe he should stop being so stubborn so he took a deep breath and went to the book sat down and read it.
After 3 days and dieing the thousand deaths ( also seeing his crushes death, Susan, at the end) he remembered and ran to his house and painted and painted till a mans one gold and one green eye was staring at him in almost a smirking tone. Jack blinked for he has seen these eyes before but he knew that there was not even one person in the village with those eyes.
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The book under the tree (Book 1)
Kısa Hikaye"Why does everyone cry when they read the book that is supposedly older then time?"
