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When time commences, everything else shuts up. I've hauled myself throughout my life to live, and right now too....I'm dragging my ass down among the ghosts and innocent humans just to live. My time has sadly begun and worse...it's running out.
Cathy was roaming across the hall with their one year old dead son in her arms, meanwhile Derek was doing absolutely more than everything he can do for me to survive my best way and all I need is a turkey to slaughter on my Thanksgiving......for my own damn cause.

Who said it was going to be easy, who said it was going to be there at first place even.....but it's here now....happening and I'm so much so in a trouble where my angelic boyfriend's dead fiancee and child is stalking me to know what's my secret and his family is waiting for me to join them for breakfast.
What didn't go unseen by me was how Derek already told everybody in here about me and they could see me once I arrived.  I decided to finally cut the crap and go down for the breakfast.

I stepped down after a quick shower and found almost everybody there chitchatting already. I felt embarrassed being a late sleeper and making them wait so much for me. My eyes kept travelling all around the hall to find those two 'unseen by all but seen by me' people, I couldn't find them anywhere....were they late sleepers too? Oh! I so needed to stop thinking about them ASAP.

"Ire...come mama have made your favourite blueberry pie and frozen fruit yoghurt" Derek said while coming to me giving me a hand on the stairs and escorting me back to the dining table with everybody. As I say everyday...best man till date.!

"Mrs.Woods you didn't have to do so much for me really...I like breakfast and all the food..." I said with courtesy to her.

"Oh come on honey...you came here for the first time, and Derek kept saying...Iris loves this...Iris loves that...we had to..." Jeremy said raising his fork in the air. I blushed hard listening to this and Derek beside me, well he was blushing too.
Sarah was on my right while Mrs.woods, Alex and Naomi were in front of us with Jeremy on the backbone chair.
The whole table was filled with alot of different food, actual real cooked/baked/roasted food and not cereals or bread-butter. I found Derek's favourite french toast there while my favourite pie along with poached eggs and bacon sandwiches. The whole table was nothing less than a feast. Everybody just started gobbling with utter delight along with the nonstop blabbering and chitchatting.

It was just me and Sarah who were still eating, rest everybody were wiping their hands already. We were late because we were talking the most.
"Iris is a sloth....procrastinates everything." Derek said wiping his hands and handling the maid his plate.

"Oh come on...hadn't you done so much in your teenage bahahaha( me and Sarah laughed again) making a rose tiara... Seriously Derek...that's so cliche...hahaha(we laughed again)". Everybody laughed with us except Derek who kept frowning and hiding his head everywhere getting the nostalgic embarassment attacks.
I was so involved in laughing that I dropped my fork by mistake. With the tunn sound of it, it took our attention.

I looked down and pushed my chair back to pick it up. Sarah held my hand and said bent downwards to pick it up. I was looking at my food only when Sarah screamed so loud and she either pushed herself back or got thrown away by something or someone.
Everybody stood up and ran to her who was thrown like twenty steps away from the table. Her head got hit by the side table along with her elbow which got a serious bruise too.

"Sarah....what happened..." Derek said holding her in his arms, her face was horrified. She was continuously staring at the downside of the table with tears vigorously down her orbs, even in Derek's arms. I summoned my courage and dared to turn around and look at what she was gazing at. My bellows got stuck in my throat and turned into big loud gasps. I clasped my mouth shut, my breathes turned erratic. I saw the baby boy sitting looking at us with his face half burnt and one hand Seriously injured and bleeding. He had his hair burnt too along with his skull which reminded me of the open skulled guy. It was so much more than just terrific or horrible to see a baby like that. He kept staring us with his burnt face and bleeding body.

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