Feeling the Pain
It had been exactly one hundred years since Edward had met a beautiful girl in suburbia known as Kim Boggs. Every day had haunted him with memories ever since and it had driven him to insanity. His one and only love was gone; never for him to see again. It had killed him inside. The pain was extraordinarily deep, and poor Edward had tried time and time again to put an end to his misery. He tried his only option: suicide. However, the lost and grief-stricken Edward had one major flaw; he couldn't. He needed love but feared he would never feel that passion ever again. Not after what he'd been through.
He still remembered when the hearse drove throughout the neighborhood. It was as if it was wandering about; looking for prey to devour. Edward didn't know at the time what a hearse was, but he still remembered when it had come to Kim's old house to receive his kind founder, Peg Boggs. It had caused a deep pain inside him. Peg would have never woken up as never would his father. Alas, many years later, in the newest house that Edward knew to be Kim's, another hearse had come; this time for Kim. The pain welling inside of Edward was so great; he threatened to kill himself right then and there. It was the last time he'd wanted to feel grief. Having sharp shears of metal for hands would have been easy for killing others, but poor Edward couldn't kill himself. That was when the insanity overcame him. He was dead inside.
A New Beginning
All Emily ever wanted was to be normal. She was sometimes considered gothic because of her depressed moods and black attire, but she had a reason for being this way. When she was just a baby, a major car accident had killed both of her parents and her younger sister, Amy. She had also suffered an injury to her foot, making it harder for her to move around. The only family that she had left to live with was her grandmother, Ellie Miller.
Ellie lived in a small suburban neighborhood in one of the smallest towns in Florida. Ellie's house was hidden beneath a monstrous mountain with a large mansion sitting right at the top. Ever since Emily had lived there, she had never known anything about that mansion. She had always wondered, but she was never interested enough to ask…..until one day.
As Ellie was channel surfing through random talk shows and soap operas on the television, Emily walked into the room with a hint of wonder in her eyes. She had wondered long enough about that mansion. She was already fourteen and had held her tongue ever since she had lived there. It was time to ask.
"Grandma," She began, "Why is there a mansion on that mountain? I've always wanted to know, but I've never asked before. Tell me….please?" There was a look of sadness in her pale face.
Ellie looked surprised. She'd never even thought of that mansion being there. She imagined it as to be only a random bit of shrubbery and nothing was special about it at all. She replied, "Emily, there is nothing to say about that place. It has been there for ages and nobody knows anything about it. There have been fables told to us as children about it being haunted by a restless spirit….and other tales about it being the home of nothing but dust bunnies. Nobody wants it removed from the area so it has stayed. There is nothing to know about it."
Emily felt unsure about her grandmother's answer. She felt a sudden urge to go exploring that mansion; to soak in every detail that she wanted to know about. She was determined to go right at that moment…..but she knew she had to wait. Something just didn't seem right when her grandmother gave a look of mischief to her. It was very frightening and Emily didn't want to know what her grandmother meant by it.
"Why don't you run off to bed," she began, "you look tired and you should get some sleep." Ellie smiled. She was hiding something that she didn't want Emily to know about. It was a haunting secret that was keeping her from telling the truth. "Run along, now." She made shooing gestures to her granddaughter and watched her scamper off to bed.