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Drowning the regret of the past week with mead, a ragged young man kept to himself, observing both the cramped building around him and the band of vagabonds he now surrounded himself with. Deserting was only the second most foolish choice he’d made this week. The young man’s face was stained with mud, blonde hair shaggy. Despite this, he was accoutred well with fresh armor, the coat of arms on his breastplate crossed out. Looking at the people around him, he had to face one simple fact--these were not good men. Murderers, thieves, and deserters like him had banded together in this remote area, doing anything they had to to survive. Deserting was one thing, but this? How could he justif--
I pounded my feet on the doormat to shake the remnants of the yard from my boots and returned to the warmth of the indoors. I entered through the mud room and lingered too long in the doorway of the laundry room, Athena’s last little cat nest and the place she spent her final days. I stared trancelike at her abandoned cat bed covered in white fluff and still sunken in the shape of her tiny body. I felt a pang in my heart thinking that her last meal of kibble in the dish had survived her, simply because it hurt too much to discard it.
East Texas is said to be one of the most haunted areas in the United States of America. From ghosts and spirits of the Civil War that haunt historical cities and towns in Houston to the Ghost of Bouton Lake. Ghosts have become just as much of a part of East Texas as the pine forests and roads that they haunt.
The shrill ringing made her drunken slumber impossible to maintain. Eyes closed against the threat of sunshine, her hand reached out knocking over a glass still half full of vodka as she picked up the phone. She grunted into the phone and fell back against her limp pillow.
Soon after my parents went back home to Arizona, It was just my husband, two children, and myself. The activity continued. As usual, being alert towards the situation, heard and saw everything. My children were always playing and could never stay in one place too long being full of energy and smiles. Always laughing and giggling. On occasion I would hear giggling when they were quiet. A mother knows the sound of her child’s voice even their cries and giggles. This was not their giggles. I, of course, knew exactly who it was. There were lots of little distant giggles from Tommy and playful little footsteps during the day. I stayed home with my children while my husband was at work, so it was as it always was since we moved in in the daylight. Just my two children, Tommy and myself. The evenings into the nights were becoming different. On regular nights, ever so often, I would feel a little on getting into my bed. My oldest would crawl into bed with me when he woke up from a bad dream so come and safely sleep with me. On the night before my husband came home, I was awoken from a little someone getting into bed with me. I turned over, expecting to see my son’s face, but it was the same boy in the little 40’s news boy outfit and cap with the sleek brown hair, blue eyes and little round cheeks. It was Tommy. I sat up and looked up. He was gone. Now during the evenings, my husband would come home, we were together as a family. In the night after putting the children to sleep, my husband and I would spend time together then go to sleep. There was now a man in the house and in the bed making things different.
The next day began like most any other. Caleb often worked on Saturdays as part of his often vain seeming effort to bring in enough cash. As was her custom, Vanessa would make him breakfast before he left, and they would spend a little time together before he worked. As he sat there eating his waffles and sausage, he smiled, “Well,” he began, “I get to try out the new car today, see how she handles the workload.” He smiled and took a bite. Vanessa smiled too, then went back to reading her book. They were pretty tired so there wasn’t much conversation. Caleb finished his meal, put his dishes in the sink, threw on his jacket and started to walk out. As he was leaving their phones dinged, Vanessa looked over, “That is a reminder.” She said, “we are going to the Holdens’ house party tomorrow night.” Caleb looked over and smiled, “Oh yeah, I like the Holden family, nice people.” He began, “Do you want to try and get them a housewarming gift tonight, or on the way tomorrow?” Vanessa thought a moment and said, “We can do it on the way, it’s nothing major, just a bottle of whine or something should do the trick.” Caleb smiled, nodded, and walked out the door.
“Boo!” I nearly jumped out of my skin as Tommy screamed and jumped on me before I started to hit him off of me. “Get off, meat-puppet!” I groaned, shrugging him off of me as Josh and Steve started chuckling from behind us. Tommy laughed even as I shoved him off; probably because it took nearly all of my strength.
A shriek of terror But do not fear. A face like a heart will lead you here. Soft and silent, follow my path Across the acres, the pine tree swath.
Somehow I always saw myself living a better life. The house, the car, and the picket fence with kids and a dog. I always dreamed of this extra extravagant life but after one really bad breakup and a lay off from my job I decided a new start was necessary. I sold my house and moved to the Mountains in Tennessee in hopes of restoring my peace of mind.
It was almost Christmas time, and 2010 was almost over. The weather was getting well into the 40’s-50’s during the day and mixed with the breeze from the beach and continuously rainy days, it made for an even colder feeling. I love cold, gray, and rainy days where you didn’t see any sunlight at all. Not even the small sliver from behind a cloud. Just gray for miles and the rainfall in the distance like smoky gray paint being smeared down a canvas that was the horizon of the ocean. They blended together for an endless array of deep gray. Having to wear a sweater all day and be cozy by a fire. It gave Christmas time more of that Christmassy feeling.
Remember that girl I saw in the bathroom with the blood running down her, well I did not get up the nerve to tell my mom what I had seen. I do not even fully know what I had saw I ended up just playing it cool and going on about my day. I am pretty sure every one has had those times when you are busy doing something and it's like you see someone in the corner of your eye but when you look there is no one there. Well that was happening a lot to me since that night and every time it had happened I would feel this weird vibe. The good thing though was that I was not seeing anything strange again. Felt like everything was normal again and have nothing to worry about.
Some things are hard to wrap the head around. The world we live in always tries to make sense of it all. But, I’ve been around long enough to know, that some things are just not meant for the human mind to know.