Album Tapes

One

One

The door creaks open and in came my mom. She was used to these times in the weekends; when I was always asleep till 10 in the morning.

"Morning, sunshine," she giggled and I rubbed my eyes.

"Morning, mom." I greeted, groggily.

It was a Sunday. My mom and I, we usually go to the Church. We were always there in Sundays. We offer ourselves to the Lord.

"Gray, wake up, we have to go to the mass today," she says. "The day is beautiful. Let us treasure it with our Lord."

She walks away as I did sat up. She closed the door and then I took an old carton box under my bed.

The torn, red box simply was frightening already. It was the reason I slept in. The reason I stayed up all night.

"Hi guys, my name is Amore!" she grins at the camera. "Amore Bellezza. I am a student of St. Richmont High. My mom is dead and my dad is too. My brother had physically abused me, left me for drugs and a girl who he thinks is WAY more worth of his time."

I already thought it was a bad idea watching something I wasn't involved. I can still remember the album case that covered the CD. It was Taylor Swift's newest album, RED. But with the word, 'Seeing', on top of it was written in black marker and a number one in the corner.

"If you are watching this, then you are ON THE LIST." she says, her grin falling. "Hate to break it to ya, but you are one of the reasons all of us died."

The memories of what I watched last night was all I could think of. It was stuck in my head on replay. I can still remember the television flicker as she spoke, frightening me more.

"But if you are not Red Esther, you are not the reason why 'I' died," she reminds. "You are the reason why someone else from the nine of us died. You are a reason. Just an item in the list."

I couldn't breath that time so I stood up and blocked the memories out. I went to the shower, while grabbing my towel on the way.

I opened the shower and then the memories flood back. I was beginning to fear it again. It was there, telling me to remember. Telling me to understand why I was a reason someone died.

"Do not worry," she said. But I do. I do worry. "You are safe. Our leader just told us to make these videos in the terms to scar you. So you will have a piece to remind the sin you have done. That going into Church is pretty much the most worthless thing for you to do."

I stepped into the shower and watched the water sprinkle over my exposed body.

"Now, if you are wondering who Red Esther is, he is the reason I died," she admitted. "He, of all people, killed my heart. With three words, he had won me. Who knew add one more and I will be wounded so much that my heart would stop beating?"

I closed my eyes as I turned to face the shower head.

"'I love you' was the first, Red," tears fell from her eyes but she didn't give a hint she was crying. It made you think that her eyes were only watering. But she was angry. REALLY angry. "'I'm tired of you', was the second. Tell me Red, was it because I was too clingy?"