"A truth may hurt for a little while, but a lie hurts forever,"
-Unknown
It had been a long dreadful month since the disappearance of my mother. My father found ways to avoid the subject every time I brought it up. His excuses keep getting worse. He would say "We're eating can we talk about this later", and "shh it's time for Ocean to go to bed"
With the passing month, I found some books in my mother's study on foreign diseases. There was some crazy stuff in there but one page caught my eye. The page was folded down as if it was important and needed to be found again. The title of the page was EMOFUFA/EMO. What a strange name for a disease, I pondered that for a moment then read the subtitle. Emotions extremely dangerous seek help from the mayor immediately.
As I continued reading I saw that 2/4s of the page was ripped out of the book leaving it impossible to read. I cursed my mother for leaving me with this scrambled mess, as I turned off my desk lamp and went to grab some lunch.
While I ate thoughts kept creeping into my mind about the disease that had caught my eye. Why would you have to go to the mayor for a sickness? Wouldn't you want to go to our city's doctors to give you some sort of cure? But, what if there was no cure. I mean it's in a book about random diseases so maybe that's why? At that moment I finished my lunch and headed back to the book. When I came back to the book it had been flipped right side up revealing the title and author's name. The part I had barely paid any attention to only an hour ago. There it was in fine print Doctor Eli Jonas. I remembered his name from somewhere but couldn't put my finger on it. Then, in an instant, I was there. My mother stood only 5 feet from me in a field of bright yellow daisies. She wore a nice blue dress I had never seen her wear before. She smiled at me and I smiled back at her. At once, I lost control of my body and ran towards her in want of a hug. Something I hadn't truly experienced in months. But, as I ran the field stretched farther and farther like a never-ending tunnel. After a moment I fell, tired, and out of breath. Why would this be so difficult to make it to her? Then as if on cue with my fall, three men came and walked around mother in a circular motion leaving her surrounded. For how big the men were I was scared for her. Subsequently, one of the men walked away from my mom and out of the field. The other two grabbed her arms one on each side of her holding her in place. Within a few seconds, the other man walked back from wherever they had gone, but now they held a syringe that had to be at least 5 inches long filled with a strange yellow liquid. I screamed at the top of my lungs, but nothing happened, no sound, nothing, like I was frozen in time. Seconds ticked by feeling like hours, and all I could do was watch the horrible men inject this thing into my mom's leg. After they injected her she slowly went limp and I was alone again in the field of daisies. Daisies, daisies, carpet, carpet? And just like that, I was sitting in the study in my pajamas in front of the book.
What just happened? My mom was alive. No that's not right she was alive and that man killed her. His name was just on the tip of my tongue. What was it, and then I could see it in my mind as clear as his face. Doctor Eli Jonas.
