Disclaimer: The fifteen previous chapters all state that Neopets is not mine. Dang, I hate repeating myself.
Epilogue
Skip's still a bit depressed, but since I moved in and took over the shop, I think he's been doing better. I have to pretend to wake up and go to sleep before and after he does but I don't need to sleep so I'm fine with it. Also the "Ghost Usul" hasn't been mentioned again, but it pains me when Skip takes one of the two paintings out and tell me she was an omen of sorrow. Business is slow but after the incident, what do you expect. We often visit Celtic's grave in Meridell. Skip said as kids she would bring him to the spot she's buried now and tell him all the name's of the flowers in the day and star gaze at night. I'm sure had she chosen the spot she wanted to be buried, it would have been there. As for Kaymara... I quietly laid her to rest behind the mansion. Underneath the remains of our parents window. Sister would have wanted it that way.
It's funny how you remember all the right things at the wrong times. I remember now, often sitting on the basement steps, listening to my sister weeping for something lost, at that time I didn't know what. I had been afraid to console her, too wrapped up in my own problems to notice exactly how much she hurt. Her fear of light, I now realize is because she hates what she's become. All the killings were those who remember, who she was, what she looked like. She wanted less to right to thefts from our house but to right what had happened to her.
I remember all those times now... three years ago... when I would sit on the couch watching Kaymara sleep. Often she would wake up crying out 'Mother.' When curious pets started coming around, she moved into the basement. I guess I never really noticed how much, no matter how much she pushed me away, she needed me. I suppose when Mother died, my sister fell off track. I never realized I was intended to take my mother's place. Now though, I guess all along I did know. From the moment I heard my sister's crying, I suppose I turned back to help her. But when I was needed most, I forgot my purpose, my meaning for being there. Three years is too late to make up mistakes, I know that now and this time I won't mess up. And Kaymara, I know what you did was out of love for Mother's memory, so you could rest in peace. I can forgive you for what you've done to Skip, murdering his sister. I'll do my best to help him back to the right road. I guess I failed my first job at "guardian angel" but if you can find it in your heart to forgive me all I can say is...I'm sorry.
Author's Note: It's finally finished! If anyone at all wants to continue this or use a character, fine by me. It's done! AHAHAHA!!!