Lights in The Darkness

Lights in The Darkness

“I put the last box on the truck dad!” Its summer 2015. We were all exhilarated about “The Big Move. You see, my dad had finally gotten the promotion of his dreams. He was promoted president over a major scientific research firm. With this big promotion, came big changes for my family. My father, mother, brother Max and I; We’re all packed up leaving our family home in Rochester New York, moving to a new home in sunny Southern California. Only minutes away from the beach; Hollywood lights, movie stars, and great weather enthralling for a 15-year-old boy such as myself. We slowly settled in our new home.

It’s been 6 months since The Big Move, Dad loved his new position, though dad was gone a lot with mom working hard by his side these changes brought great wealth to our family. My brother, Max; he’s 13 years old he loves to explore. We would spend countless hours scouting our new home, everyday there seem to be something new.

One Friday afternoon dad and mom had gone away. Max and I were playing video game, typical for a tedious Friday evening. “Ha! I won again!” said Max. “Yeah, yeah you always win” I replied. As I threw the game controller on the bed. “Ethan!!” Max yelled with excitement in his voice.

I knew it was another one of his crazy ideas. Max continued “Let’s explore the attic”. “The attic?” I replied, not a bad idea.

The entire night I couldn’t sleep, thoughts of exploring the attic sparked my curiosity. I pondered on the things I might find. The next morning, I was so excited I didn’t bother telling my brother Max about my plan. Besides, I wanted to be the first to see what was in there. The next morning after my parents had went away to work, I ran to the garage; grabbed a small kitchen ladder and flashlight and rushed to the attic door. I was electrified, I climbed up to about the 3rd step of the ladder, I tugged on the attic door, before I could fully open the door a medium size box fell out nearly hitting me on my head, dust flew everywhere as items fell from the box. When I was finally able to see through the dust filled air, I picked up a small switch blade, a Gold stop watch and a ring there were also a few old papers. My interest peaked, I had to see what was inside of the attic. Without second thought, I climbed up to the top of ladder, I elevated my body into the attic door, I set there, with my feet dangling from the attic; I looked around the attic, the darkness was inscrutable, I cut on the flash light only to witness the bareness of the attic it was nothing there but that old box and tons of spider-webs. not much of what I expected at all. I turned to exit the attic, just missing the last step. I grabbed all of the items that had fallen from the attic placing all of them back in the box and back in the attic as I had found them. After closing the attic door, I notice a little black book, I thought to myself.” This wasn’t here before, maybe it had fallen out of the attic when I came down.” I decided to take the little black book with me to my room. Without much attention, I slide the little black book on my desk and continued on with my day. It was an early night for me I decided to go to bed early unable to fall fast asleep, I decided to flip through the pages of the little black book that I had found.

I opened the book, I noticed it was a journal. My parents always tell us the importance of not probing through other people stuff, however it was an exception, I did not know this person and the odds of me meeting them are very slim so I decided to read anyway.

January-21-2010

Last night it happened again, I was sitting on my bed having my afternoon tea. When I was distracted by a flash of light shining through my window, before I could turn my head completely to see exactly where the light was coming from it had disappeared.

I begin to think to myself, maybe it was an airplane, we very close to an airport. I continued to read.

I told Fred about this the last time it happened, but he said it was an airplane, he couldn’t explain the explosive sound that lingers after the bright flash of light, he’s convinced it the sound the airplanes and the altitude in which they are flying. I’m not sure what’s going on but I’m sure this isn’t normal.

After reading the 1st journal entry I just had to know more. So I turned the page in and continued to read.

Febuary-14-2010

Its Valentine day, it’s been a few weeks since I last seen the strange light shining through my window, I can’t get the strange sound in the night skies out of my head. I hear it whenever I’m alone. I told Sarah about this but, she said mom maybe you should get your ears checked. I felt horrible I really needed someone to believe me. No one understands me lately ever since the fall, my memory has been a little distorted. My doctors said it’ll be 6 months before I regain my memory. I just wish I could get the sound out of my head and stop seeing these shinning lights.

“Poor lady”’ I thought to myself, did she fall from the attic? But moreover, I was curious about the sound that the lady couldn’t get out of her head. I went online and I searched strange sounds in the night skies. After research I had come to a conclusion, Sky quakes. That was the strange sound in the night skies that the lady could not get out of her head. This was all beginning to make sense, I’ve heard the sound of Sky quakes many times at night.

It has been a week since I last read out of the little black book but all of the sky quake research sparked my attention, I spent the entire week studying the stars. I found out there is over 125 billion observable galaxies in the universe, we live on one of the largest galaxies “The Milky way”. Instead of searching for new galaxies tonight I decided to read the little black book.

Feburary-28-2010

This is a sad day for me, Sarah and Jeff has been worried about my mental health ever since vie begun to tell them about my encounter with the flashing lights and strange sounds, they suggested that visit with Dr. Frinsky. After a few test he diagnosed me with mild dementia, he explained this is the reason for my forgetfulness and confusion, especially in the evenings. He went on to explain this condition may be the reason for my hallucination of lights and sounds. He said this medication may help me. It’s been a month now since I’ve seen the strange lights, or heard the strange sound but that all changed last night. I was sitting outside in the corner of the yard, when suddenly I heard the strange sound only this time the light shinned from the sky directly on me it was a bright light that warmed up my entire body, I was in total paralysis this sensation lasted for an entire minute however it felt like an hour. Suddenly the light disappeared and the sound disappeared too, maybe the medication isn’t working anymore, Fred and Sarah was right, I feel so worthless.

I closed the journal, I felt so bad for the poor lady I couldn’t imagine, she felt so alone, she felt so afraid she felt so alone, she felt so worthless and her family didn’t even know. I avoided the little black book for a few days.

It was a Saturday, I decided to climb on the roof to get a closer look at the skies. “There it is”; M81 Bodes Galaxy, it was cold night but the sky was clear. As I set there the lady from the little black book came to mind I couldn’t help but wonder if her medications help her I still couldn’t imagine something like losing my mind.

Just as I turned to climb down from the roof, I saw a flash of light, followed by the sound of sky quakes. I thought to myself what was that? Without an airplane in site instantly I recalled the details of the little black book. The light and the sound was just as the lady described in the little black book. Was I seeing things? Was I hearing things? Was I losing my mind?

The experience on the rooftop haunted me for days the bright light kept flashing through my mind, I decided to get some sleep, just as I shut my eyes to clear my thoughts. A bright light shinned directly through my bed room window, it was a blinding, so bright the heat from the light warmed my entire body as if I had walked into a sauna, then boom, the sound was great. I fell into a deep sleep; I ascended into a dark place, I was surrounded by a bright light. A haunting, loud and vibrational sound echoed in the darkness like thousands winds, I could hear voices in the background. I was very afraid, I’ve never believed in extraterrestrials, UFO’S nor Aliens, but here I am in this strange place. Could this have happened to the lady from the little black book? Where am I? Why am I here? I was of full despair. My body was fully paralyzed. The voice became clear. “Come to me” said the voice, I could feel my body being propelled through the darkness toward the voice. I couldn’t help but to think, Had I done something wrong? I questioned my entire existence.

There was a moment of silence in this dark place when I heard the voice saying “If one chooses to be good why also be so corrupt? If someone decides to be evil how can one also be so kind? There seem to be a great predisposition for both “Good” and “Bad”

I felt my body grow weaker, the voice continued, “rather good or bad you chose your moments. it is assumed that you are all born good and become susceptible to corruption when in reality humans stand in their own way instead of living in perpetual peace.”

Suddenly the dark place was no longer dark it was illuminated by the light surrounding me. I woke up, I was happy to be back in my room. When I looked at the journal my mind was possessed with the thoughts of my experience from the night before. My hands trembled as I reached for the little black book. Full of curiosity, I opened the journal but it was completely empty all of the words had mysteriously disappeared from the pages. I turned to the back of the book, there was a white envelope with a note attached, the note read; “Ethan, your empathy for a stranger has proved your heart to be a good heart. A good heart is hard to find; The greatest reward comes with a bigger test, working from the heart to empathize with a stranger, this act of love, makes the world a better place. The hair raised on my arms as I begin to open the envelope. I looked inside the envelope and to my surprise it was all 100 dollar bills 20-thousands of them to be exact. The encounter with the little black book was life changing to me, no matter where I go in life I carry the message of the little black book, give the gift of feeling with someone else’s heart.