Memories of You
Chapter Four – Three Years Old
Dib awoke and stood up woozily. "Mom!" he called, "Mom, I'm standing! Look at me! Mom! Where are you?" Dib walked down the hall and came across Gaz. She could already talk at two years of age, though presently she was sleeping. "Mom! Mom, look how good I'm walking!" Gaz stirred, and yelled,
"Quiet! I'm sleeping!"
"Mom!" Dib continued on. He found his mom collapsed on the kitchen floor with a shattered vase adjacent to her form. "MOM! GAZ! MOM'S HURT! What's the number you call?!"
"What?!"
"Wait, I know it!" Dib dragged the phone by its cord and it fell on his head upon flying off the counter. He dialed 9-1-1 and shouted, "Mom's hurt! She's on the floor! Hurry!" Paramedics hurried over to their house, which, coincidentally, wasn't that far. They shouted things to each other that were too quick and slurred together for Dib to comprehend. Things around him swirled and spun, and it felt as if he'd just stepped out of reality. Promptly, he fainted.
Upon opening his eyes, Dib saw the paramedics gathered around him. Immediately, he shouted, "Mom! Mom! What's wrong?!"
"I'm very sorry, kid, I don't know how to tell you this, but...she's gone. She died."
"What happened?!"
"She had a concussion. Do you know what that is?"
"Yes. How?"
"She was hit over the head. Someone hit her over the head."
"But we're the only ones here."
"Apparently you weren't alone during the night. Did you hear anything?"
"No." They carried her off in the ambulance, covered her up, and took her to the mortuary to bury. He was later informed that the ceremony would take place the following week. Dib cried as he saw them leave, and Gaz walked up to him.
"Where are they taking Mom? Is she getting better?"
"No. She died."
"You stupid idiot! This is all your fault!" Gaz kicked him and screamed into his face. "You didn't listen to me! I told you not to bring up your stupid obsession!" Dib had told his dad for that he believed in the paranormal, though his mom had known for quite some time. His mom had confessed to believing in the paranormal too, and they'd gotten into a fight about it. Gaz didn't really care, but decided to side with their dad because he was intent on convincing them that it was all ludicrous. It was at that one moment in time that he had shown that he favored Gaz. Before all that Dib had been the family favorite, though their mother loved them all equally.
What Dib didn't know was that that night when he was asleep, Gaz awaken from them fighting. It was unusual, so it had startled her. She had heard her mother cry out, and then become silent. Gaz fell asleep long after with fear entwined with her soul.
Chapter Four – Three Years Old
Dib awoke and stood up woozily. "Mom!" he called, "Mom, I'm standing! Look at me! Mom! Where are you?" Dib walked down the hall and came across Gaz. She could already talk at two years of age, though presently she was sleeping. "Mom! Mom, look how good I'm walking!" Gaz stirred, and yelled,
"Quiet! I'm sleeping!"
"Mom!" Dib continued on. He found his mom collapsed on the kitchen floor with a shattered vase adjacent to her form. "MOM! GAZ! MOM'S HURT! What's the number you call?!"
"What?!"
"Wait, I know it!" Dib dragged the phone by its cord and it fell on his head upon flying off the counter. He dialed 9-1-1 and shouted, "Mom's hurt! She's on the floor! Hurry!" Paramedics hurried over to their house, which, coincidentally, wasn't that far. They shouted things to each other that were too quick and slurred together for Dib to comprehend. Things around him swirled and spun, and it felt as if he'd just stepped out of reality. Promptly, he fainted.
Upon opening his eyes, Dib saw the paramedics gathered around him. Immediately, he shouted, "Mom! Mom! What's wrong?!"
"I'm very sorry, kid, I don't know how to tell you this, but...she's gone. She died."
"What happened?!"
"She had a concussion. Do you know what that is?"
"Yes. How?"
"She was hit over the head. Someone hit her over the head."
"But we're the only ones here."
"Apparently you weren't alone during the night. Did you hear anything?"
"No." They carried her off in the ambulance, covered her up, and took her to the mortuary to bury. He was later informed that the ceremony would take place the following week. Dib cried as he saw them leave, and Gaz walked up to him.
"Where are they taking Mom? Is she getting better?"
"No. She died."
"You stupid idiot! This is all your fault!" Gaz kicked him and screamed into his face. "You didn't listen to me! I told you not to bring up your stupid obsession!" Dib had told his dad for that he believed in the paranormal, though his mom had known for quite some time. His mom had confessed to believing in the paranormal too, and they'd gotten into a fight about it. Gaz didn't really care, but decided to side with their dad because he was intent on convincing them that it was all ludicrous. It was at that one moment in time that he had shown that he favored Gaz. Before all that Dib had been the family favorite, though their mother loved them all equally.
What Dib didn't know was that that night when he was asleep, Gaz awaken from them fighting. It was unusual, so it had startled her. She had heard her mother cry out, and then become silent. Gaz fell asleep long after with fear entwined with her soul.