Opening his eyes Jack saw nothing but a clear white sky. His first thought, Am I dead? He looked at his surroundings all around, no one was around, the only thing in sight was a bright light. He stood up from the soft ground, as he did so he felt weightless.

Starting to feel confused, he ran to the light. Everything around him felt familiar. Before he stepped into the light, someone stopped him.

A man and a woman. They looked older but not wrinkly old. More like they were in their 60's but still had a decent look.

"Look at how much you've grown" The man said addressing Jack to the woman next to him. She was wiping her eyes with a cloth. Jack was confused

"Do I know you?" He asked

"Yes,well you did until things happened" The man said with a small smile

"My little Jack, a guardian. A strong boy. A loving son" The woman said as she smiled so sweetly.

The last word got Jack's attention. Before he knew it the 2 strangers had wrapped their arms around him. Jack recognized the feelings he was feeling. For a while of stiffness, he finally moved his arms wrapping them around them.

"Mom, Dad" Jack whispered as he cuddled his face on his mothers shoulder.

After a while of comforting, the arms were all to themselves, and Jack could finally ask.

"What happened? Where am I?" Jack asked remembering he was in some strange place, not forgetting there was a dazzling strong light close to his back.

"Well it seems the moon is granting us our chance to tell you our stories" His dad said alittle ashamed for his side. He looked at his wife as a sign for her to tell her story first.

She sighed before she could start. Once it felt right, she began...

"After you fell into the ice. Your sister came running back to the house but things weren't the best. Your father and I decided to separate. Your sister walked into the house the moment your father was walking out with his belongings. After that your sister tried to tell us what had happened but your father was gone, and I released my rage with alcohol. I can't remember what happened that night, but when I woke it was 3 AM.

It was dark and I found your sister in a corner cuddled up to a bear of yours releasing her sobs into the thick horrible feeling. It took me a while to get her to talk to me about what had happened, but when she said you fell. It was already too late to save you... You were already sunk deep into the ice, and your skin had already shown you were, gone.

Things only got worse from there. Ginnie told me more about that night, she was scared of me. Apparently I released my anger all on her when I was blacked out. She had signs of trauma, she didn't tell me more other than the violent side of me had rampaged. Later that day I decided I was no use to be a mother. Not when I knew my issue's were too difficult so I decided to leave her in the arms of a mental adoption center. I told her I was gonna be back for her when the time was right, but I never returned.

I worked for a rich man as his maid, this man was different. He acted like he cared for me. He treated me differently than the other maids. Back then I couldn't recognize what was good or bad, but he was a terrible man. One night I was cleaning up the kitchen to finally leave but he showed up. No one was around all the other maids went home. As for me a poor woman spent more hours working for a better pay.

He offered me a drink, obviously I was tired. I needed something to keep me energized. One small drink I told myself, but before I knew it the whole bottle of liquir was empty and I was loopy. The man took advantage of me. I was raped that night. I tried to escape, look for a better job but the man blackmailed me.

He said he would call the cops and get me arrested for abusing my boss, If I didn't keep working for him as his new toy. I had no other choice, so every night I stayed hours with the man. Regretting my life, and wishing for a better ond. The man continued to play around with me, trying new things and doing old things.

I was his fun and he was my torture. There was a day that I decided not to stay the night, I ran off tried to hide but little did I know he kept tracking devices hidden on his maids. That night was the last night I had before I ended up here. H-he whipped me for pleasure. Tied me up on a tree, had his fun, and when he got tired of me. Got rid of me with my very own scarf. Tied it around my neck suffocating me to my death. Last thing I saw was the full moon hidden behind a few tree branches.

I woke up that morning confused. I looked around feeling sick, empty, weak, the first thing I saw was a tree with a woman handing from it. A crowd was all around. I decided to move over there take a look. But when I saw the woman was me, everything was clear to me. People passed straight through my "body", and the one thing that I will forever hate. That bastard, he was kneeled on the floor crying, begging for his employee to come back. Lying to the crowd, the cops, everyone convincing them that I had commited suicide for the low pay I made.

Truth is he was an assassin. I never went back there not like this. I never want to see that place or that man, so before I left for good to come here I asked the moon later that night for one wish that would finally let me go to peace for good. That wish was to see my little boy again. To let him know everything that had happened, and here we are achieving that wish." His mother stopped talking as she started to wipe away her tears.

Her husband wrapped his arms around her to comfort her as he looked over to Jack looking for some sort of responce but there was nothing. His lips parted for a small second only to ask "what about you?"

His dad hesitated to start his story. He was ashamed of himself but he knew his son had to know everything. Before he knew it he had started to speak a story only he knew.

"The day i left your mother and sister, was the day my life turned to a foolish life of a weak man. I had no where to go so I ended up on the streets for a month. I had no cash so I had to find some way to get what I needed. It took me awhile to realize I had a gift for stealing and selling goods. So that's what I did, I walked from store to store sneaking pricey goods into my pockets then running out and away from the cops. Then I'd find some of my good buddies on the streets and sell them the stolen goods for a high price. Everything worked well and I was smiling every time I did so.

But every night that smile would fade as I looked at a photo of my family. I would question myself, out of all the people why was it that they were the hardest to let go of. A while later I sneaked into an apartment with a few of my friends, we lived there had a party every night but when we were low on cash it was my job to recover it. My skills got better as I went along, before I knew it i was pro at lockpicking into banks.

One night I didn't realize the photo had slipped out of my pocket as i was escaping from a german shepard security dog. I abandoned the money at the apartment but when i realized the photo was missing, i was shattered. I heard cop sirens in a distance, everyone in the apartment grabbed what they needed then busted out of there before the cops caught them. They were all running like sheep running from wolves but they were all blaming the shepard who was I.

I tried to escape from them into the dark woods not far from the village, but in the end i gave up running from my problems and turned myself in. I dropped to the ground placed my arms behind my back and let them take me. As the cops were cuffing me they talked amongst themselves something about my past. I didn't know what they spoke of until my 2 year jail sentence was created.

I was brought in for court half way into my second year, the judge had found out about my past. Selling goods that were stolen. My violent behavior. My divorce. they found things that went against me giving me 3 more years. Before I left back to my cold endless jail cell the judge stopped me. We went into a quiet room with a cop supervising me.

She told me everything about my family. My wife commiting suicide a month after I left. A daughter admitted to an adoption center for mentally ill a day after I left. A son's disappearing 2 years ago, the exact day I left. Everything had gone terribly wrong.

That night I cried for hours in my cell, i kept asking myself why out of all things why this. I turned to look up at a small hole in my cell. Outside I saw a clear full moons light that lit the cell. It gave me a feeling that to this day is still hard to describe, but i questioned the moon like if it were a friend of mine.

2 years swing by fast. I was worse than before. Still hadn't gotten over the thought that i pretty much no longer had a family. I was sick, but never knew what the disease was, I did know it wasn't gonna mean good news. I constantly coughed out blood, and kept having immense fevers.

One night I went to bed but just like you and your mother i woke feeling different. better. weightless. empty. I saw my body in the cellar lying on the cold floor. I saw cops pass through my body as they rushed to get my body out of there. I followed along, saw some doctors examine it do studies to find the cause of death. Just as i thought my sickness was responcible. They said it was something called Tuberculosis. They checked my records to find out that the disease was passed by through genetics, my grandpa had it then my father did too but he had proper treatment for it causing it to be a minor issue.

I wandered the streets as a ghost 3 days after my death. I wanted to see what would happen how people would react. I saw some of my old buddies who escaped the cops laughing at my death. Some strangers grieved my death, others ignored it. The one thing that caused a big deal to me was the fact that I saw Ginnie at the village wearing a black dress with a military man next to her. They walked to a church where there was a casket and funeral for me. I asked myself who would do such a thing but when I saw that Ginnie was married, my answer came to me.

Ginnie gave me a funeral even though i caused so much trouble in her life. My heart grew as I watched that my girl had grown so much. Her hair was longer, neater. She looked happy, no more dispare in her eyes. She was doing better than before. But my mind slipped back to you. You were still considered missing. I had no clue where you were or what you were like. So when I saw the moon I asked it to do me a favor and find my boy. Bring him to become a great boy, who'll love his life. So that was my wish and just like your mom got hers. I got mine too." Jacks dad finished as he felt lighter than before

"So the reason I'm a guardian is because you asked the moon to bring me back as a better boy?" Jack asked. His father shrugged his shoulders alittle bit

"I asked her to find you, I never thought she'd make you a guardian" His father said as a chuckle followed his smile

"So this is what death is like?" Jack asked wanting to be certain

"For us yes, but your still alive Jack. That's why theres a light waiting for you to go back to reality" His mother said in her usual motherly tone

"Exactly. Son it's time for you to go back to that pretty princess of yours. She's told us so much about you" His father said handing Jack something that some how always found its way back.

"Elsa, wait you met her?" Jack asked as he took the necklace charm from his dad.

"Well she was in the same state as you are. She never died, but she was still alive. That's how comas work son" His father said

"I think what your father is trying to say is that she is one lucky princess" His mother said after she playfully elbowed her husbands side

"Thanks you 2, oh and dad she's not a princess. She's a queen" Jack said as he came in for one last hug

"We'll always be with you" His father said as he ruffled his sons white hair.

His mother sobbed alittle but she was proud to see her son again. "we love you" She whispered as she felt Jack place a small kiss on her cheek.

At last the time came for the boy to go. The last thing the parents saw was their boy walking towards the light.

"JACK WAIT WHAT'S WITH THE-" Time was up and Jack was gone. The light faded. Jacks father lowered his arm back to his side as his wife patted his back.

"He didn't let me finish, what's with his hair color?" His father said.

As for his wife she smiled while saying "Just like his father" she teased

"No not like his father, better than his father" With that said the 2 walked off to a sky of nothing where they started to disappear back to their spirit forms. Eventually making their way back to their graves where they were both buried next to eachother.