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Chapter 6: A Big Secret
I went home after I left the cemetary. Andrew, the guy I met at there. He knew my father's friends and even my father's ex-girlfriend's brother. I'm going to contact Eric and Tracie, maybe one of them can help me. I still will keep asking my dad, maybe I can get more out of him. It's just so hard for him to bring up the old memories of his dead wife. I know there is a secret that he is not telling me. There is something deep down that bursting to be told, but he keeps it locked up. Locked up like my mom's stuff. There must be something that happened between them that is so personal that he will breakdown when he speaks of it.
I wonder what happened. Was it a sad thing? Something that hurt them both? Something that they only know? Something that might hurt me? Whatever it is, I want to know. If it's so bad, I won't tell Dylan. At least not until he is older.
My father wasn't home. He and Dylan went somewhere. I don't really care. I was to make my own supper and do my chores. I went into the living room and laid down on the couch. I looked at the picture of my mom. In all her pictures, she is smiling. She must've been happy about something. Happy about her children? Who knows. Maybe she liked to have her picture taken. I started t flick through the channels. I didn't know I went to sleep, until I came upon a dream.
"Isabel? Darling, wake up." I hears a familiar voice. I opened my eyes. I was in a beautiful haven. Flowers and trees everywhere. "You are awake." The voice said again. I got up. I want to see where that voice was coming from. I spun around and had a surprise. There was my mother standing before me. She was dressed in white.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Hi Isabel." She said holding out her arms. I ran to them and threw my arms around her. She felt so real, although this was only a dream. A dream that will end soon.
"Mom, I miss you so much." I said. I was about to cry. My mother was standing before me. Looking as beautiful as ever and I can't bring her home with me. I will soon have to let go of her, like I did ten years ago. I'll try to hang on to her for as long as possible.
"I know. I miss you too." She said kissing me on top of my head. I squeezes her tighter. "My baby girl is all grown up and is going to be on her own soon."
"Mom, I wish you were still alive." I said as we sat on a bench.
"I know you do, but I died for a reason. Everything happens for a reason." She said taking my hand.
"So why am I here?" I asked looking around.
"You have to keep asking your dad, don't give up. You are meant to find out about me. You are right. There is something that needs to be told. It hurts your dad to think of it, but you are to be told." She explained.
"Why can't I just ask you?" I asked. Why can't I?
"Because, your dad is to tell you." She said getting up. She looked as so she was fading, becoming transparent.
"Mom, where are you going?" I asked standing up, trying to grap on to her.
"I'm going home. Just keep on asking your dad, he loves you although he can't show it. You take care of your brother. He needs you. Bye Isabel." She said disappearing.
"Mom." I said. I sat up quickly. I was awake and sad. She was gone from me again. I was sad again. Like when she died. I wanted her back. I wanted my mom here. She wasn't there when I had my first boyfriend and my first heartache. My dad wasn't much af a help.
I heard my family come in. Dylan was laughing. It was good to hear him laugh. I felt tears fall from my eyes. I tried to wipe them away before they saw.
"Isabel, what's wrong?" He asked. To late.
"I had a dream about mom." I replied.
"Dylan, go upstairs." He said to my brother. Dylan ran upstairs and my dad sat next to me. "What was it about?" He asked.
"She told me that thee is this big secret between you two." I said. He looked away and took a deep breath. There was one.
"Yes, there is a secret, but it is too hard for to tell and you won't understand." He said.
Geez, dad. I'm not a little girl anymore. You don't need to protect me anymore." I said.
"You're always be my little girl." He said.
"That's not the point. What is it dad? Did she cheat on you? Or were you forced to be married? Or what?" I asked.
"I just can't tell you." He said getting up and leaving the room.
What is this big secret? What could it be? My dad so drawn from this reality that I can handly anything and yet he still acts like I'm a little girl playing with dolls. Is it something to do with me? I will give him awhile. I will try to get ahold of his old friends and ask them things about my mother. My dad needs time before he tells me.
P.S. What da ya Think?
Chapter 6: A Big Secret
I went home after I left the cemetary. Andrew, the guy I met at there. He knew my father's friends and even my father's ex-girlfriend's brother. I'm going to contact Eric and Tracie, maybe one of them can help me. I still will keep asking my dad, maybe I can get more out of him. It's just so hard for him to bring up the old memories of his dead wife. I know there is a secret that he is not telling me. There is something deep down that bursting to be told, but he keeps it locked up. Locked up like my mom's stuff. There must be something that happened between them that is so personal that he will breakdown when he speaks of it.
I wonder what happened. Was it a sad thing? Something that hurt them both? Something that they only know? Something that might hurt me? Whatever it is, I want to know. If it's so bad, I won't tell Dylan. At least not until he is older.
My father wasn't home. He and Dylan went somewhere. I don't really care. I was to make my own supper and do my chores. I went into the living room and laid down on the couch. I looked at the picture of my mom. In all her pictures, she is smiling. She must've been happy about something. Happy about her children? Who knows. Maybe she liked to have her picture taken. I started t flick through the channels. I didn't know I went to sleep, until I came upon a dream.
"Isabel? Darling, wake up." I hears a familiar voice. I opened my eyes. I was in a beautiful haven. Flowers and trees everywhere. "You are awake." The voice said again. I got up. I want to see where that voice was coming from. I spun around and had a surprise. There was my mother standing before me. She was dressed in white.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Hi Isabel." She said holding out her arms. I ran to them and threw my arms around her. She felt so real, although this was only a dream. A dream that will end soon.
"Mom, I miss you so much." I said. I was about to cry. My mother was standing before me. Looking as beautiful as ever and I can't bring her home with me. I will soon have to let go of her, like I did ten years ago. I'll try to hang on to her for as long as possible.
"I know. I miss you too." She said kissing me on top of my head. I squeezes her tighter. "My baby girl is all grown up and is going to be on her own soon."
"Mom, I wish you were still alive." I said as we sat on a bench.
"I know you do, but I died for a reason. Everything happens for a reason." She said taking my hand.
"So why am I here?" I asked looking around.
"You have to keep asking your dad, don't give up. You are meant to find out about me. You are right. There is something that needs to be told. It hurts your dad to think of it, but you are to be told." She explained.
"Why can't I just ask you?" I asked. Why can't I?
"Because, your dad is to tell you." She said getting up. She looked as so she was fading, becoming transparent.
"Mom, where are you going?" I asked standing up, trying to grap on to her.
"I'm going home. Just keep on asking your dad, he loves you although he can't show it. You take care of your brother. He needs you. Bye Isabel." She said disappearing.
"Mom." I said. I sat up quickly. I was awake and sad. She was gone from me again. I was sad again. Like when she died. I wanted her back. I wanted my mom here. She wasn't there when I had my first boyfriend and my first heartache. My dad wasn't much af a help.
I heard my family come in. Dylan was laughing. It was good to hear him laugh. I felt tears fall from my eyes. I tried to wipe them away before they saw.
"Isabel, what's wrong?" He asked. To late.
"I had a dream about mom." I replied.
"Dylan, go upstairs." He said to my brother. Dylan ran upstairs and my dad sat next to me. "What was it about?" He asked.
"She told me that thee is this big secret between you two." I said. He looked away and took a deep breath. There was one.
"Yes, there is a secret, but it is too hard for to tell and you won't understand." He said.
Geez, dad. I'm not a little girl anymore. You don't need to protect me anymore." I said.
"You're always be my little girl." He said.
"That's not the point. What is it dad? Did she cheat on you? Or were you forced to be married? Or what?" I asked.
"I just can't tell you." He said getting up and leaving the room.
What is this big secret? What could it be? My dad so drawn from this reality that I can handly anything and yet he still acts like I'm a little girl playing with dolls. Is it something to do with me? I will give him awhile. I will try to get ahold of his old friends and ask them things about my mother. My dad needs time before he tells me.
P.S. What da ya Think?