Animarum-S I N N E R S I N T E R A C T I O N S

Nana Simpson

   "Don't worry young one...It will end soon," claimed Nana dreamily "Come now take a stroll with me."

   I nodded my head and followed her cruise away from my home.  The night was cool and it had the aroma of the Winston bakery only across the street. Nana looked at me over her shoulder but continued walking until she stopped.  Nana stopped near the woods, more specifically the Roselle woods. "Young one are you ready?" Nana whispered, "You have to be quiet the souls don't like noise."

   Yet again I nodded my head without a peep fearing of what souls she meant.  We trudged into the Roselle woods and it was enveloped by Douglas fir and Sweetgum trees which are not a common duo. And again, to my slight irritation, Nana stopped. "Grab my hand," ushered Nana

   "What now?" I murmured "Are the souls here restless?"

    "I'm afraid so, they do not like newcomers." Nana heaved "Do you know why Roselle woods is named this way child?"

"I'm not very sure," I said "It's vague to me,"

   "It was named-"Nana was cut off "M'lord Charlie!?"

   A soul leaped out of a tree with a wan yet furious face. "Oi! Whad'ya think bringin' kiddos 'round here Nana!"

The soul had beady brown eyes that stared right into your soul. I was stunned that he was only around only 4'11... 

  "If they ain't dead ya don' bring'em here Nat!" Grumbled so-called Charlie"Juniper's gonna freak."

   "I am dead though..." I muttered sheepishly, honestly, if ghosts or rather souls could blush I'd be as red as a tomato.

"Oh yeah? And by what cause kid?" scowled Charlie.

  "What is all that racket, Charlie?!" shrieked another soul"I for once want to be a ghost without you and your talking!"

   "And that's Juniper, M'sister. " sighed Charlie "Swear she has hated anyone who talks, EVER"

   The soul named Juniper shot out of a cave vexed and cursing. "Bloody thicket! Natalie, why is there a child here? " 

   Another one with beady brown eyes, yet this time with ginger-gray hair. "She is well dead and I am bringing her to the defe"

  "Is that so? Go on then Natalie. While I deal with this idiot who doesn't know when to SHUT UP!" Yelled Juniper.

  "Watch your mouth! You should try a different recipe for yer Crépes ya know!" Responded Charlie. "Tastes like TURD!"

  " That doesn't matter WE'RE DEAD. DUH,"

   Their quarrel continued until Nana and I left for the defe. "Let me continue with the story of why the forest it called Roselle woods" smiled Nana.