I do not own Jessie
"Untitled?" I say, looking at him as though he was joking.
"Yes, Untitled, nobody has been here long enough to name it. You stay for nine months, you age down every month till you become a new born. You, are age eighteen will age down two years every month." He explains as we keep walking, at a fast pace.
"Wait, I am aging down? Where will I go after?" I ask.
"You will be someone else's baby. Born again. You won't have any recollection of what happened here or before though." He says, "And if you do, I guess you will be very smart." He laughs at his own joke. I do not.
"I guess I will." I say as I stare a head and realize that we are headed to a lighthouse, "Why are we at a lighthouse?" I ask.
"Go look through. Have fun." He says as he leaves me and walks away. I roll my eyes and walk into the light house. I notice a flight of stairs and sigh. I slowly being my decent up them.
When I get to the top I notice telescopes. Not knowing what I would need with them I sit down. I notice a young child, maybe four looking out of one. I do the same and get sucked into what I see.
Christina dialed a number on her cell phone with shaky hands. She was sitting in her bedroom, her face red and her eyes puffy, "Hello?" a voice on the other end says.
"Morgan?" she says in a shaky voice. She knows she has to be strong, for her kids. But she can't believe that had happened. Not in a million years.
"Christina? What's wrong?" Morgan rushes out; you can hear him shutting a door through the phone. Christina tries to take a breath, but it is too shaky and she sobs, "Christina, tell me." He says again in a soothing voice.
"She's dead!" Christina cries as she falls onto her back on the bed.
"Who's dead?" Morgan asks with fear in his voice. If one of his children were dead he wouldn't know how he or Christina would live with themselves.
"Jen! I got a phone call; someone broke into her dorm and shot her! She told her roommate to hide and she got shot!" Christina starts to sob harder, she can't speak anymore. She was glad the kids were asleep.
"Oh my god. I'll be home soon." He says as he hangs up. Christina lays on her side in the fetal position. Her baby was dead. Her daughter, Jen. The one who had just graduated. Had her whole life a head of her. Dead.
"Mommy? What wrong?" she hears a voice say from the doorway. She looks up to see Emma standing there with a teddy bear that Jen had gotten her for her birthday. It had a tutu and a shirt that said Princess on it. That made Christina's heart break more.
"Nothing is wrong." Christina says as she whips her eyes and sits up.
"Is daddy hurt?" Emma said and runs up to her.
"Daddy is fine Em, daddy is perfectly fine." She says as she hugs her daughter to her.
"Then what's wrong? You can't just cry and not say why. You taught me that." Emma says as she looked up at her mother, "Mommy?"
"Emma, I don't know how to tell you this..." Christina said as she took a deep breath and pulled Emma onto her lap, "Jen... has gone to a better place..."
"No!" Emma yelled.
I looked up. They knew I was dead. But I wasn't dead! I was up here! I needed to tell them! But... how?
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