Butterfly Effect

Chapter 5

The next morning, my grandmother toured me around the La Trinidad. We went to the park, ate outside, went to other nice places in La Trinidad. We just enjoyed the day together. We arrived home at around 8:30. I went up stairs and cleaned myself up. I went done to the living room and saw my grandmother fast asleep. I smiled and walked out of the house and to the butterfly garden hoping that I can see her again, I did not fail to see her. She was there, the girl with fair skin, round yes, shoulder-length hair and pinkish plump lips, the definition of perfection

"Theo!" I called out so she could notice my presence. "Leandro, it's good to see you again," she uttered. "You too. Uhmm... May I?" I asked as I pointed at the vacant space beside her. He chuckled but nodded anyways. "So," she started a conversation. "The world's full of mystery, right?" she asked. "Yes, it is," I replied. There was a moment of silence until I decided to break it. "Theo, do you believe in fairies or any other mythical creature that flies?" I asked out of the blue. "Why?" "I don't know. Maybe because of the things I heard when I was young?" "What do you mean?" "Well, you see, when I was young, I think I was 10 years old? I was in my elementary school and I was waiting for the school service and then I thought I saw a lady turn into a butterfly, I tried telling my parents about it but they only laughed and said I had great imagination. Then when summer came, I told my grandmother and she reacted the same was as my parents," I stated then looked at her. She was staring at me intently. Like she was telling me something I don't know. "Uhmm... Leandro, actually, they are real," she stated. "Really? " I asked. "Yup. They are real," "Why are you so sure?" "I think that's a story for another time," she said making me frown. She chuckled, "Don't worry, I promise I'll tell you next time," "Pinky promise?" I uttered pulling out my pinky. "How childish," she chuckled. I did too. But even though she complained about me being childish, she still locked her pinky with mine. I grinned, "Look who's childish now?" I teased her and she just rolled her eyes. "Well," she stated while standing up, "It's getting late. I think I'll be going now," "Well, uhmm... Sure," "Bye! See you next time, I guess," she spoke while walking away.