"I know what she has been thinking for the past 65 years. You see, Momma is still alive." Your Mother is still alive, I repeated. "Yes, Momma has struggled with my dying, and even after all these years, she still blames herself for my death. The depression was so severe that she finally gave in, and for the past 20 years, she has been living in a mental institution. She is now 93 years old. Her spirit has found no rest. Our spirits have been trapped in this constant state of guilt all these years, and until I can find a way to release Momma from her guilt, I will remain trapped here behind these walls where I died." I still don't understand how I can help, and why me? Why am I the one who heard you? "You have the gift. It's a special gift that allows you to hear and communicate with ghosts or spirits. I have been searching all these years for someone, and now I found you. You are the one that will be able to help free our spirits. You are the one that responded to our cries." I can hear ghosts and even talk to them? Come on, that is totally ridiculous, I mean come on...What am I saying? Here I am, standing, talking to a ghost. Of course I can talk to ghosts. Why would I have this gift? "You were born with the gift. Will you help us? Please, Momma doesn't have much time. I must free Momma from her guilt." Well, I guess I don't have much of a choice, I guess I can try, but I'm still not sure what I can possibly do. "Momma and I had this special thing we did whenever one of us were upset with the other. We both had a special cross necklace, and then after an argument, after we felt better and had allowed our feelings to mend, we would exchange our cross necklaces. It was a symbolic ritual that meant we were willing to free ourselves of all guilt or hard feelings. We then wore it around our neck until we needed it again. The important thing was that when we exchanged the necklaces, it meant we were free to move on. We were ok, and it reinforced our love for each other. It was a symbolic way for us to move on from the past. I know if you give Momma the necklace she will immediately understand. The necklace and what it has always meant to us will free Momma from all the guilt that has been keeping her trapped all these years. She will be free to move on, and if she understands, I too will be free to move on from this place." Well, it does sound really strange, but I will do it, at least try. "I have held on to my necklace all these years in hopes of finding someone to help me. The necklace is in that little trinket box in the corner, over there." She pointed to the box, and I saw it...
Rick, I really am enjoying this story. How talented you are. Do you do any professional writing? If not you should. Your shot is great too. I love the mood.
I just caught up with the last 3 days of the story, and I can't wait to see what happens next! You've put together a great series of shots to go along with it!
Love the picture Rick, it kind of glows ~ in a ghostly way ~ I am looking forward to the final installment of your intriguing story.
Yes, you did read that I am now motivated to write more - I was an English language teacher before I came here to the US & wrote often then. I enjoy the opportunity this project offers me & you ;)
Yes, you did read that I am now motivated to write more - I was an English language teacher before I came here to the US & wrote often then. I enjoy the opportunity this project offers me & you ;)