Chapter 8: The Story of Emmeline Whittaker
Emmeline was a poor homeless girl or 15, who worked at the bakery and made one cent a week. She had an older brother, James, who was rich, and lives far, far away.
James got everything he wanted. He had it all, clothes, shelter, friends, money, and food. Any other brother in 1890 would have given money to his little sister, but James was too embarrassed to admit that the puny orphan girl was related to him.
Emmeline, on the other hand, had only two friends. A bird named Lee, and the bakery shop owner, Michael.
"Hello, Michael." Emmeline said one day. "Isn't it ever going to rain? " "No, not today." He said, busy rolling dough for bread.
"How can you tell?"
"Well... when it is going to rain, your eyes go in all directions. And right now, you look just amazingly gorgeous."
Emmeline blushed. 'Gorgeous' was only used to describe rich ladies, like James's wife, Heather. "Why, thank you." She skipped off, and went to her favorite apple tree. Lee flutters down and Emmeline holds her.
"Oh, Lee, do you know how it feels like to be in love?' She asked the brightly colored pigeon.
Lee didn't answer.
"Well, I'll tell you, I think I love somebody."
Lee remained silent.
"Michael."
"Look at her." William Kendrick whispered to his friend. "Talking to a bird. Can you possibly think of something more wild?"
Emmeline ignored their comments, and sighed in happiness as Lee chirped cheerfully.
***
"Marry me." Michael said.
Emmeline shrieked in happiness. "Really?"
"Re-" Michael was cut off by a loud gun shot into the air.
A big, strong man approached the two teenagers. "Emma, you are not marrying him." She heard James behind her.
Emmeline whirled around and grasped Michael's hand. "Why? What did he do? What did I do? Wha-"
"If yo do, I will be forced to shoot you."
"James-you wouldn't!" Emmeline exclaimed. "I love Michael, and he loves me."
James geared up his gun, and the two heard clicks and clacks.
"Jameson Whittaker! You are mad! Think about what you are doing! I am your sister! What happened? Maybe we can fix it..."
James didn't listen. He shot.
Michael dove in front of Emmeline, saying one last thing.
"Run, Kaki!"
Emmeline didn't run. She stood there and watched her love wilt to the ground. Tears stung her eyes, and she knew that he was no longer alive.
James gasped at what he had done, and fired his gun one last time, this time toward himself. In an instant, he was dead. Which left poor Emmeline with nothing but a gun on the ground.
She remembered what Michael's last words to her were.
*Run, Kaki.*
Kaki was her nickname, but only Michael used it.. Her heart ached. She ran, but the police caught her before she got father than three feet away from the two dead men.
She was hanged, supposedly because everyone thought she had killed James and Michael. She died innocent, and no one found the truth. And until this day, she haunts Kaki's Island, making sure that no one ever falls in love again.
Emmeline was a poor homeless girl or 15, who worked at the bakery and made one cent a week. She had an older brother, James, who was rich, and lives far, far away.
James got everything he wanted. He had it all, clothes, shelter, friends, money, and food. Any other brother in 1890 would have given money to his little sister, but James was too embarrassed to admit that the puny orphan girl was related to him.
Emmeline, on the other hand, had only two friends. A bird named Lee, and the bakery shop owner, Michael.
"Hello, Michael." Emmeline said one day. "Isn't it ever going to rain? " "No, not today." He said, busy rolling dough for bread.
"How can you tell?"
"Well... when it is going to rain, your eyes go in all directions. And right now, you look just amazingly gorgeous."
Emmeline blushed. 'Gorgeous' was only used to describe rich ladies, like James's wife, Heather. "Why, thank you." She skipped off, and went to her favorite apple tree. Lee flutters down and Emmeline holds her.
"Oh, Lee, do you know how it feels like to be in love?' She asked the brightly colored pigeon.
Lee didn't answer.
"Well, I'll tell you, I think I love somebody."
Lee remained silent.
"Michael."
"Look at her." William Kendrick whispered to his friend. "Talking to a bird. Can you possibly think of something more wild?"
Emmeline ignored their comments, and sighed in happiness as Lee chirped cheerfully.
***
"Marry me." Michael said.
Emmeline shrieked in happiness. "Really?"
"Re-" Michael was cut off by a loud gun shot into the air.
A big, strong man approached the two teenagers. "Emma, you are not marrying him." She heard James behind her.
Emmeline whirled around and grasped Michael's hand. "Why? What did he do? What did I do? Wha-"
"If yo do, I will be forced to shoot you."
"James-you wouldn't!" Emmeline exclaimed. "I love Michael, and he loves me."
James geared up his gun, and the two heard clicks and clacks.
"Jameson Whittaker! You are mad! Think about what you are doing! I am your sister! What happened? Maybe we can fix it..."
James didn't listen. He shot.
Michael dove in front of Emmeline, saying one last thing.
"Run, Kaki!"
Emmeline didn't run. She stood there and watched her love wilt to the ground. Tears stung her eyes, and she knew that he was no longer alive.
James gasped at what he had done, and fired his gun one last time, this time toward himself. In an instant, he was dead. Which left poor Emmeline with nothing but a gun on the ground.
She remembered what Michael's last words to her were.
*Run, Kaki.*
Kaki was her nickname, but only Michael used it.. Her heart ached. She ran, but the police caught her before she got father than three feet away from the two dead men.
She was hanged, supposedly because everyone thought she had killed James and Michael. She died innocent, and no one found the truth. And until this day, she haunts Kaki's Island, making sure that no one ever falls in love again.