Bloody Tales

It was the d-day, the day we were supposedly packing from a house and city I spent sixteen years of my life."Get ready, the movers are on their way," My mom said, handing me a cup of coffee. Dark and strong, just how I liked it."I am. My stuff are packed already, I'm ready," I said, after taking a big gulp. I dropped the empty cup on the kitchen counter, sighing."You just don't get it, do you?" I asked out of the blue, totally frustrated with everything that was going on. It was happening too fast, my parents separated a month ago, weeks after that, we were packing to a new town.I didn't understand why we were packing, the city was my whole life, I knew every nook and cranny of it and then suddenly, like a whirlwind, it was slipping away from me."We've been over this already Debby," She said, acting uninterested."I get that you don't have anything left here, but what about me? What about my friends? What about dad? Just because you let

I gasped at the beautiful sight infront of me, giant trees came in view, the air was different but a good different. It was warm and soothing, like a lullaby. The wind blew my hair and I breathed in. It was definitely extraordinary. Something out of this world. The streets were free of dirt, and it didn't look anything like a town, rather a city. Only this city was smaller.Latest model of cars passed us by, and the park, the park was breathtakingly beautiful and bogus for a town, it could accomodate a thousand families. Probably all the families.Suddenly, it dawned on me that I didn't know the town's name. I had gotten tired of calling it the town, scratch that, she was no it, she was alive and hearty."Uncle Jonah," I said after deliberating if I should ask or not."Um,""What's the town's name?" I asked. Since I was a child, little things intrigued me and I always wanted to find answers to everything, even things that didn't need a

I ran towards the waiting car, my hair blowing along with the wind. Uncle Jonah exited his car. I didn't know he owned a personal car.He grinned and pulled me in for a quick hug that lasted four seconds. Twice in a row.Well, that was, uh—interesting. "Ready for your big day?" He asked, ruffling my hair. Trust me, I didn't like that part."As ready as I'll ever be," I murmured, but he caught it. He smiled knowingly at me."So, where are we headed?" I asked curiously. Probably off to some weird butt street with some weird name."Your new school of course!" He said, rolling his eyes."I know. Which street?""Town square, at the back of the school library, I couldn't show you yesterday because the library's in its view. But today, you'll get to see everything. Your mom and I both attended the school, well, that's the only school we got." He replied."Okay. Does the town square have some cool history, you know,

Seb and I walked into the noisy class, the class teacher was nowhere to be found which gave the students unlimited freedom to chatter away.The moment their widened eyes met mine, everyone kept mute.  They looked awestruck, staring at me like I was different. Yep! I was different and different's unique. I ignored their boring gazes and feasted my eyes on the room. My jaw dropped at the view infront of me. It was just different too. Old? Definitely old. It was like we went back in time, if you've seen Harry Potter, you'd know what I meant. The chairs were old-fashioned, no lockers — meant they had to use tables with drawers. It was old but very neat. An artist would probably think it was a piece of art."Come on, the seat behind me is always free. You can sit there," Seb said, breaking the silence that seemed to have put everyone in a trance. Okay, maybe I was the silence. I followed S

The rest of the day flew by like a whirlwind romance and the darkest of the nights came, so did the tumbling questions in my head."Mom," I called out, we had just finished dinner and grandma Sadie already retired for the night."Yes baby," She replied, typing something on her cellphone.Since we arrived here, I just realised I didn't have my phone. I must have left it in our old house or mom's car. Calling dibs on her car.I walked towards the chair she sat on, taking a seat next to her."Mom, what happened to grandpa?" I whispered. She looked at me with widened eyes."Your grandpa is fine, what do you mean?" She retorted smartly. Way to go mom."Not grandpa Harry ma, what about your dad? You've never spoken about him, why?" I questioned, staring at her panicked state. She was probably thinking of some excuse to protect me from the truth