I can't believe this. He kept all these things.
"What the fuck is in that chest? A golden studded dildo?" (A/N thanks for the comment 😉) Marissa yelled
"MARISSA!" Demi yelled back trying to contain her laughter.
But me on the other hand can't contain my laughter so I burst out laughing through my tears, leave it up to Mar to actually make you laugh while in tears.
After a few minutes of laughing I stared back at box.
It was full of letters all tied together.
Then there was my stuffed elephant that I couldn't live without when I was a kid.
Then I took out my dad's Varsity jacket that has his last name on the back. I brought it closer to me and I can honestly smell his scent. I wore the jacket and continued looking through the box.
One thing caught my attention.
It was a jewelry box that my great grandmother that I love so much gave me. I opened it and the ballerina started spinning around with a beautiful melody sound.
The necklace that was wrapped around the ballerina together with the ring that was wrapped around her neck made me cry more.
"This was the necklace my great grandma got on her sweet 16 birthday from her great grandma. She then passed it down to me on my sweet 16 before she died." I explained but I ended up whispering the last part.
I wore the necklace and then I took the ring out.
"This ring was her engagement ring. I remember when I was young I cried so much when my dad went back to the force. So then she gave me this and told me how before her fiancé went back to the force he asked her to marry her." I paused and let few more tears fall out before I continued on.
"They never got married because he died fighting." I chocked out.
I wore the ring and continued to look through the box some more.
"Oh my gosh" I whispered before picking up the music book.
"This music book is full of songs my great grandma and my dad helped me write."
I stood up and went to the piano with my music book.
"This song is called Dance With My Father. My great grandma helped me write this song when I was missing my dad."
I took a deep breath and started playing the piano.
~
Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spend me around till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was lovedIf I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I'd love love love to dance with my father againWhen I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me (yeah, yeah)
Then finally make me do just what my momma said
Later that night, when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from meIf I could steal
One final glance
One final step
One final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I'd love love love to dane with my father again.~
I continued playing to another song.
"This song is very different. This is a song Dad and I wrote together. This was the time he was helping me through my recovery."
~
You can be amazing
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug
You can be the outcast
Or be the backlash of somebody's lack of love
Or you can start speaking upNothing's gonna hurt you the way that words do
When they settle 'neath your skin
Kept on the inside and no sunlight
Sometimes a shadow wins
But I wonder what would happen if youSay what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave
With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be braveI just want to see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be braveI just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be braveEverybody's been there,
Everybody's been stared down by the enemy
Fallen for the fear
And done some disappearing,
Bow down to the mighty
Don't run, just stop holding your tongueMaybe there's a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
Show me how big your brave isSay what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave
With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be braveAnd since your history of silence
Won't do you any good,
Did you think it would?
Let your words be anything but empty
Why don't you tell them the truth?Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave
With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be braveI just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be braveI just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
See you be braveI just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see youI just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you~
With that I closed my music book and stood up leaving Marissa and Demi in shock by my voice.
I sat down in front of the box again.
I took out all the music book.
Then I also took out all my drawings. Yes I used to draw. There was some canvases that was inside the box too.
Then there was a box wrapped around a black gift wrapper with skull around it.
It had a red ribbon with a little note.
I took the note out and read it out loud.
"I'm telling you that wasn't the last time you'll be seeing us.
- Lily A.K.A The Witch"
I heard Mar and Demi gasp. I then unwrapped the gift. I opened the brown box.
"AHH!!"
I screamed and threw the box in the middle of Mar, Demi, and I.
"AHH!" they both screamed in unison when they saw what was in the box.
The head of the black bird rolled out of the box when I threw it.
Blood was everywhere.
There was a knife inside the box together with the body of the black bird.
"She killed a black bird" Mar whispered
"And she sent it to us" Demi continued
"No she sent it to me. I'm dead." I said looking in their eyes.
Then somebody burst through the front door.
"Hi" the person said.
Oh my gosh
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