I don't know if I'm going crazy or my eyes are playing tricks on me. If I read right, the young man in this picture goes by the name of Jack Kelly. Somehow, although vaguely...that name sounds familiar.
"In 1899, New York City, the streets were filled with newsboys, on every corner of the streets, selling newspapers for just a measly penny. But when Joseph Pulitzer, William Randolph Hearst & other newspaper hotshots decided to increase the paper's price, they were outraged & decided to hold a strike against them. And they couldn't have done it, without their leader, Jack Kelly."
"Oh my God! Haylie, this guy... He's the leader of the Newsboys Strike way back in 1899!" My sister said, looking fascinated but bewildered.
I remember...it was in History class this afternoon. We were listening to a lecture given to us by our teacher. But I didn't feel like listening. I was caught up in my own little world again. But it was around that part when I got the urge to pay attention. Our teacher showed us a picture of the newsboys, but I didn't see it completely. I wonder...what if I did? I wonder how would I react if I saw that young man from my dreams in that picture?
"O.M.G.!" Dawn exclaimed. "Are you saying that this guy is mentioned in your History class & incidentally looks like Frank?"
"Uh, yeah?" Hallie said, looking at her.
Dawn shrugged her arms, looked at the picture with her eyebrow slightly raised.
"He's hot."
Gail squealed. " I TOTALLY AGREE!"
You know that situation in anime shows that when a character says something irrelevant & the other characters faint with exaggeration? This is one of those times.
"You want me to hurt you?" Taylor said, her eyes glinting with malice, & punched her left hand with the other.
"Honestly!" Hallie said. "You two, please be serious!"
I just laughed quite a bit. But I still can't shake it out of my thoughts. How could this be possible? Someone from the past resembles Frank completely. Does it mean that Frank is the descendant of Jack Kelly or something? This is strange. Everything seems so weird. It feels like this was all connected. Somehow... Frank's mysteriuos & untimely death, his parents' disappearance, those dreams I have, his ghost haunting this house, the key we found, & now...this picture of Jack Kelly, the strike leader of 1899. Nothing makes sense! The more I try to find the answers, it just leads to more questions.
"C'mon, let's go, you guys." I said.
Hallie turned around at looked at me.
"You sure? Are you really sure? Because, I'm not going back here ever again."
"Me too." Gail added.
"I'm sure. I think found what I'm looking for, so come on, let's go."
"Like, finally!" Dawn said, tossing her hair aside.
We went out of the room, down the staircase & into the entrance hallway. Gail was completely relieved of getting out of here, so she walked fast out of the door.
"I'm soooo stoked on getting out of here!"
"Gail, there's something behind you..." Taylor said, looking horrified.
Horrified as well, Gail asked in a faint tone.
"Wha...wha...what is it?!?"
She turned around slowly, slowly, slowly...
"Boo."
"AAAGGGHHHhhhhh....what the...???"
It was only her own reflection in the mirror.
"TAYLOR!!!"
Again, we can't help but laugh. I don't know if Taylor would laugh, (or does she even know what it means) but I think she's having fun by teasing Gail.
"You're a meanie!" Gail said, in a little girl's voice.
"Heh. Come on, let's get out of here." Taylor said, her lip curving into what seemed like a smile.
Gail pouted at her.
"Bleeehhh!!"
As we went out of the house, I felt something cold grasp my hand. The others were already outside, & I wanted to leave, but I feel like being held back.
"Haylie, what's wr--"
They all looked horrified. I turned my eyes on where I felt the coldness & saw an apparition hovering beside me.
"OMIGOD!" Dawn screamed.
The apparition's figure was blurry & unclear. But when 'it' spoke, it was seen much more clearly who it was.
Haylie...
So, you've found it...
If you're thinking that he's my ancestor, then you're wrong...
But...if you want to find out who he is or what's his connection with me...
Use that key.
"Frank, wait!"
After that, he disappeared again in thin air. I turned my point of view to the others. I saw that their faces were completely white & pale. Looks of sheer terror were upon their faces.
"EEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Gail & Dawn let out a piercing scream. But Hallie was too dumbfounded to scream, or to even move. Taylor, also in shock, nudged her on the sides.
"C'MON, MOVE! LET'S GO!"
I ran to the car, went inside it & slammed the door. As soon as I went inside, Dawn stepped on it & sped away.
"I think we've had far too many shocks today!" Dawn said, unfocused while driving. Who wouldn't, after what they saw?
"Watch the road!" Gail shouted at her but Dawn ignored her as she almost hit a lampost with someone leaning on it.
"HEY, WATCH IT, YOU BITCH!"
"God, this is so not my day!" she complained, while Taylor was already clenching her fists in anger.
"Calm down, Dawn! Please, for God's sake!" Hallie said, her eyes focused on the steering wheel.
"Okay, tell me exactly how could I calm down after what I saw?!?" she answered back.
"WATCH THE FREAKIN' ROAD, YOU IDIOT!!!" Gail shouted, freaking out by what she saw, & Dawn's drunken-like driving as she sped out & overtaking a large oil truck.
"WILL YOU CLOSE THAT MOUTH OF YOURS?!? I THINK I'M THE ONE WHO"S DRIVING, SO JUST STOP TELLING ME WHAT THE FUCK I SHOULD DO!!!" Dawn shouted back, confused by anger & fear.
I could understand why would they react like that, but is it really necessary for them to panic & fight each other?
"Please, calm down, both of you!" Hallie said, panicking.
"I think you should both shut those fucking ass-mouths of yours & just be quiet." Taylor said, her voice slightly raised. "Dawn, just plaster your eyes to the windshield & look where you're driving at." she continued, "And you, be quiet & just sit there."
We all fell silently quiet after she spoke. Dawn drove silently (and safely) along the streets. We dropped Gail at Little Italy. She didn't say goodbye or anything, she just went on her way. Then, we dropped Taylor on East Village. She also didn't say anything.
Finally, Dawn dropped us on Greenwich Village. We said goodbye to her but she just looked at us & nodded. She drove to Financial District & out of sight. I looked at Hallie & she looked back at me. And all I could say was this.
"Funny sort of day, wasn't it?"
