OMG…I actually CRIED after reading the last chapter I just wrote! That was SOOO sad! *Wipes tears* I am so serious, too! I was really in tears… *Sigh* I don't know how I do it…lol…okay, I don't know if anyone else got a similar reaction, but well…that was mine, and I'm the writer of it for crying out loud! Okay, enough of my babbling, onto chapter 4! YAY!
Chapter 4
I shivered. A cold chill ran down my spine. This was too creepy. I looked down at my feet, an indescribable sadness coming over me. All this because of one wish?
How could my not meeting Helga have such an impact on her? On Phoebe? On…me?
I shuddered. Feeling a presence behind me, I turned around.
"Hello, Arnold. I see you've observed Helga and yourself, as well as Phoebe. Would you like to know how this has effected others in your life?"
It wasn't a question and I knew it. I didn't want to know. I had a feeling that, if this had such a traumatic effect on Helga, it wouldn't be much better for anyone else.
Soon I was brought to the boarding house. As if it wasn't weird enough what I'd witnessed earlier, now I was taken to the boarding house? How did anyone in the boarding house have anything to do with my meeting Helga? Oh, well, might as well go along with it.
Once again, the light faded, and I found myself amidst a slightly familiar room. Only now it was covered with boxes, and junk was thrown all over the place. I saw a picture on the floor, face-down.
I heard crying in the other room, and entered to investigate.
Mr. Hyunh.
"HUH?" I had to gasp, exasperated.
Apparently, I was a ghost of some sort, because he didn't even turn around or acknowledge the sound.
Mr. Hyunh was in hysterics. He took out his hanky and blew his nose, sobbed some more, and would continue this cycle endlessly.
Out of instinct, I walked back to the other room and picked up the picture I'd seen on the floor. I stared at it for the longest time, trying to put two and two together.
It was Mr. Hyunh's daughter. But what did this have anything to do with his daughter?
I couldn't think of any reason why Mr. Hyunh would be so upset--especially any reason relating to the fact that "I never met Helga". What was going on?
The light again. And there, within the light once more, was the woman, now very annoyed with me, but patient. She sighed, put her head in her hands, and mumbled to herself.
Then, sighing once again, she took me by the hand and drew me into the light.
I assumed she was taking me somewhere else. To see someone else in my life. How horrible they turned out.
I was still trying to figure out what Mr. Hyunh was so upset about.
Okay, judging by the picture on the floor, I guess it might have something to do with his daughter…
But right now wasn't the time to think. There would be plenty of time for that later. Now she was showing me to another destination. Taking me somewhere else.
I closed my eyes, preparing myself for the worst…
Chapter 4
I shivered. A cold chill ran down my spine. This was too creepy. I looked down at my feet, an indescribable sadness coming over me. All this because of one wish?
How could my not meeting Helga have such an impact on her? On Phoebe? On…me?
I shuddered. Feeling a presence behind me, I turned around.
"Hello, Arnold. I see you've observed Helga and yourself, as well as Phoebe. Would you like to know how this has effected others in your life?"
It wasn't a question and I knew it. I didn't want to know. I had a feeling that, if this had such a traumatic effect on Helga, it wouldn't be much better for anyone else.
Soon I was brought to the boarding house. As if it wasn't weird enough what I'd witnessed earlier, now I was taken to the boarding house? How did anyone in the boarding house have anything to do with my meeting Helga? Oh, well, might as well go along with it.
Once again, the light faded, and I found myself amidst a slightly familiar room. Only now it was covered with boxes, and junk was thrown all over the place. I saw a picture on the floor, face-down.
I heard crying in the other room, and entered to investigate.
Mr. Hyunh.
"HUH?" I had to gasp, exasperated.
Apparently, I was a ghost of some sort, because he didn't even turn around or acknowledge the sound.
Mr. Hyunh was in hysterics. He took out his hanky and blew his nose, sobbed some more, and would continue this cycle endlessly.
Out of instinct, I walked back to the other room and picked up the picture I'd seen on the floor. I stared at it for the longest time, trying to put two and two together.
It was Mr. Hyunh's daughter. But what did this have anything to do with his daughter?
I couldn't think of any reason why Mr. Hyunh would be so upset--especially any reason relating to the fact that "I never met Helga". What was going on?
The light again. And there, within the light once more, was the woman, now very annoyed with me, but patient. She sighed, put her head in her hands, and mumbled to herself.
Then, sighing once again, she took me by the hand and drew me into the light.
I assumed she was taking me somewhere else. To see someone else in my life. How horrible they turned out.
I was still trying to figure out what Mr. Hyunh was so upset about.
Okay, judging by the picture on the floor, I guess it might have something to do with his daughter…
But right now wasn't the time to think. There would be plenty of time for that later. Now she was showing me to another destination. Taking me somewhere else.
I closed my eyes, preparing myself for the worst…