Yes, chapter three is here. :D
This is the last of my work that I have written during the school year of 2009-2010 and anything after this is going to be written from this summer. Hehe.
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My eyes fluttered open in the moonlight that shone through the dirty window. I gazed around the space as the most peculiar feeling set down on me… as if someone was watching me. I locked the feeling away after I realized how ridiculous it was. My hand reached over to my right for the book I had taken from Grandmother's lifeless hands. It was not there. The ridiculous feelings came back until I saw the book laying on the floor across the room. Maybe I dropped it, I thought to myself oddly. I stumbled out of my bed and walked over to the book.
I could have sworn I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. My eyes darted around the shadows but didn't find a trace of anything that could have been there. I knelt down beside the book and wrapped it in my arms with slight paranoia. I heard a whisper and leapt to my feet. I clutched the book to my chest and took a deep breath trying to shake the fear. A creak. I spun swiftly to the door. Alec. An exhalation of relief ran through me.
"Having trouble sleeping, sister?" my twin asked me warily while eyeing my book with fascination. I cautiously slipped the book behind my back hoping it was dark enough that he would not be aware of my movement. I gave him a nod in reply, and watched him make his way over to me. Alec took hold of one of my hands, and we sat down on my bed. Again, with great caution, I covered the book with my bed sheets. "Would you like me to read you a story?" Alec question as his expression became bewildered as to where my book had gone.
To the floor went my eyes. "We have books?"
Alec shook his head with playfulness in his eyes and smile. "You just had one in your hands. Where did you place it, Janie?" I elbowed him in the stomach. He knew I dreaded that nickname. "Well…" he said in a significantly darker tone, "I suppose I will just have to use my torturing methods." Before I had gotten a chance to react I was squirming and laughing on my bed as Alec tickled me. Due to my thrashing about the book fell to the floor. I hurled myself at it and was an inch away from grabbing it as Alec snatched it away. I attempted to grab it back, but he held it high and out of my reach.
I cursed my shortness as I sat back down grumbling. I watched his expression carefully but the shadows hid it well. When he finally spoke, it was fast and abrupt. "Jane, we must get rid of this…"
"What? No!" The words slipped from my mouth without thought and once I spoke these two words I knew they could not be taken back.
"What do you mean?" Alec asked harshly. "Do you know what could happen to us if anyone found this in our possession? Do you not understand the danger of this, sister?"
I knew that in his fury he was weak. I instantly reached my hand for the book and swiped it back. My arms wrapped it tight again. "No one will find out," I promised.
"Jane." He glared down at me, and I felt a bit of fear hiding in my chest. "Give me the book back now." Everyone of his syllables was pronounced carefully and stiffly. "Jane," he said one more time. When I did not respond he took hold of my arm and pushed it away as gently as he could so he wouldn't hurt me. I struggled to keep my clutch on the book tight in my hand. As Alec tried to rip it away, one of the pages was torn. The torn paper floated into the cracks of my floor unnoticed as Alec retrieved the book.
"I am getting rid of this." Alec bolted out of my room with one final glare. I did not go after him because I had the strangest feeling that it would not be entirely gone. I let my head fall back down to my pillow and fell into a dreamless night.
The light of night and day allowed the paper to fade and brighten. Jane felt secure though she did not realize, it was from the presence of a simple piece of a paper. She was not even aware of its existence. Life had gone on. Alec never mentioned the book or what he had done to it. Jane's wound healed, and she did not notice the emptiness.
The page shifted and rotted through the months. The letters began to gradually die away, and a sadness loomed near it. Just a single placement of step or a simple gust was now needed. This need would be satisfied… it was only a matter of time. Every second brought the moment closer and closer, and that moment would be a turning point in the lives of many.
The floor creaked as innocence entered the room with no intentions of evil. A step closer. The tick of a second. A movement that was sudden. One more. The next tick came, and it was in this silent and unknown moment that would never be found… the lift, the fall, the position, the placement. Perfect.
And so the page fell from the pressure and landed on a table. The ideal movement of wind then came, and fate grabbed the page and flung it out the window. The rest would happen in time, but it was absolute now. The key to it all had unlocked a door of possibilities. There was nothing but certainty. This certainty was of loss, the loss of many things.
"Ann!" shouted my little sister. My eyes shot up at the sound of my name. I groaned when I noticed that my sister had seemed to spot something… odd. This could very well include a bright red leaf, an strangely shaped stick, or a feather with a pattern. I walked up to her with annoyance transparently showing through each step.
"What?" I hissed with a scowl. My furious expression faded when I saw the torn page of a book in my sisters tiny hands. She smiled up at me victoriously. I snatched the paper from her and skimmed over it looking for words that had not faded. I squinted to identify a B and L next to each other. The next few letters where almost entirely faded except for the ending K. The next word… M… A…. G…. I. I did not have to think twice to make out the word magic. My eyes grew triumphant as I realized the first word had been 'Black'. Black Magic. My eyes found their way back to my sister. "Where did you find this?" I demanded. My voice did not feel very strong as I thought of troubling possibilities.
My sister pointed to a house. "It fell from the window," she said. I looked at the home of Alec and Jane Marino. I laughed cruelly and nodded. I should have guessed, I thought to myself. Those twins always seemed a little out of place to me. Especially that Jane. I grabbed my sister's hand and broke into a run.
A bit strange, wasn't it? I try.
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