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He Exist...Only In My Memories...Part 3
*Here is the next chapter. I hope you like it. ----)MaryCait* Chapter 2 "August 20th, Tuesday Ya know...I haven't had to do this since my eigth birthday when cousin David was killed by that speeding car in front of me. I really can't believe it's been that long since I had to write in you! Trust me...I have not gone crazy again and need therapy, again. Today I am mearly just venting what had happened today while me and the guys were visting this interesting antique store. It wasn't really interesting when we all first when to it...but actually we had to go in to see. Justin and Stephen was checking out the blades the old store keeper, Kulifer(strong name I noticed...but that was his name), had placed out for display. Quan'Neal and Timmy were just looking at this potrait of this man they were aruging back and forth saying it could pass as one of today's rappers. Angel was just looking at the jewlery. Alyssa and I were just walking around the the store; outside it looked so small...on the inside it was like a mall or something, just midium sized and not so big. While we were walking, we passed by one of my old painting I had drew. I thought I'd never see it again, why? My sister sold it in a yard sale a few years back. And oddly enough...I found it in that store. Kulifer did beleive it was mine, that was until he had to look at my painting than back to me to tell me that, Michael...was my great-great grandfather. How on earth did a person from my dreams go to be the grandfather I never knew about? Well...It happened like this, Kulifer had us walking to the back room with him........" --------- "Alright," Kulifer said walking the young people to the back with him. "Just make yourself comfterable and I shall be with you in no time." The kids did as the old man said and sat down. Everyone was silent until Kulifer walked back into to the back room, started asking him questions, only to have him hold his hands up trying to make them stop. "Please. Remember I am old." Kulifer said, trying to make them quiet down a little. "Now...please will you tell me what you really want to know before I start?" "Who is Michael!?" Wendy and her friends asked in unison. Causing Kulifer to almost drop is glasses. He placed them on his face again and smiled at them. "Who are we really?" He asked them, smirking a little bit. All the teens looked at one another then back to the old man standing before them. "I know, I know. Confusing when you think about it. If you but your mind to it, you'll understand what I mean by what I had just asked you all about. Maybe after you learn a few things on our friend Michael. Are you sure you, out of everyone in this room, want to know about him Wendy?" "I've been wanting to know about him for a long time." Wendy told him sternly. Kulifer nodded his head and began the story of Michael. "You see," He began. "Michael wasn't your everyday out in the ordinary man. He was rich, he had the power, he had a very beautiful home and mother and father who loved him very much." "Then what made him not like his home?" Angel asked suddenly. "Not to be rude, and sorry for her rudness...but Kulifer, what happened at the Mansion, if that is Michael's home, that caused him to stop in the dream before him and Wendy went through the arch way?" Stephen asked Kulifer. "That will come in due time." Kulifer told the young man and women. "Where was I?" "Michael wasn't your everyday out in the ordinary man." Timmy told him. "Ah, yes. Thank you?" "Timmy." "Timmy." Kulifer cleared his throat than began again. "Michael wasn't ordinary because his family was into the whole arranged marriages thing. No one knew why they were into it, I guess it was because his parents were arranged and they thought it was a great idea for them to have an arranged marriage for their son." Angel leaned behind her to whisper in Wendy's ear. "When did your family background go to the whole arange marriages thing?" "Was I alive back then? Do you think I know? No. Now shut up and let me listen." Wendy told her friend turning back to Kulifer. Angel rolled her eyes and did the same as the others. Why did she have to come with them? She should have just staid with Mr. Brigg's and his group. No caring how boring it was. "You see, Wendy, your grandmother wasn't really much up for the whole marriage thing." Kulifer told young Wendy smiling, a soft chuckle escaped his mouth. "What do you mean?" Wendy asked. "Your grandmother was the feistiest women Michael or anybody had ever seen." Kulifer told her. "Why, I remember as if it was just yesterday I was boy around...lets see...six or seven. When Allie was first going to live at the mansion with Michael until they were ready to marry...it was a very interesting thing to watch at my young age." "When did this take place?" Angel asked. Stephen, Quan'Neal, Timmy, Alyssa, Wendy and Justin groaned at her question. Angel stuck her middle finger up at her friends before turning around back to Kulifer. "It happened in 1899 when Allie came to the mansion." Kulifer told Angel. "1899!?" Timmy asked, wide-eyed. "Wait...wouldn't that make you-" Justin started to ask but was cut off by Kulifer saying his age. "108, yes." "Dude..." All the boys said. "You staid in shape." Alyssa said to the old man. "No...I just think there is something just keeping me alive. I don't know what really." Kulifer said, returning to the story. "And when Allie came to the mansion...she changed it, forever. Left her mark on there." ******** "Michael, what's your bride going to be like?" A young seven-year-old Kulifer asked his friend. Michael turned around to the boy. Michael wore his long, dark curly hair up with slacks on and a white fancy button up shirt with his favorite shoes. Michael rolled his eyes at the boy. "Kulifer...for the last time, I am not certain if she is to be my bride." "How do you not know if she is or not?" "My parents have to see what she is like and have her live here for a year...than when they have made their descion...it is either yes to the marriage or no to the marriage." "Will I have to do that?" "No, silly." Michael told the boy laughing a little. "You will fall in love with the right person one day. And I am sure your mother will be proud that her little boy finally found someone." "Are you sure Michael?" "I am most positive." The two of them kept talking till Kulifer heard his mother calling his name. Kulifer bid farwell to Michael as he ran out of the older man's chambers. He ran back in only to say, with a sly smile. "I bet your going to be all lovey dovey when you first see her Michael. Mwah, mwah, mwaaahhhh." The young boy ducked and ran down the hall way as a black shoe almost hit him, but went past the railing of the stairs. Michael could hear Kulifer laughing while he ran. Sighing, Michael walked out of his room to get his shoe back. He made it to the edge of the top railing to see a young women with long blone hair, soft white skin wearing a light yellow sun dress. She had a suitecase with her, so she must be either a tutor for Michael's younger sister Janet, or Kulifer...new maid? Michael shrugged his shoulders as he proceeded to the steps. Allie looked around her new home. She wondered if she should wait any longer for someone to get her new 'husband's' mother or father to come meet her any quicker. She grew tired of standing there like a idiot. A thud was heard from in front of her, fallowed by a young child's laugh. She smiled some watching a young child around seven running on the top of the stairs where the bedroom's were. She watch him till he vanished behind of the walls. Allie thought she might like it here, the small boy seemed to be the life of the party. As she waited more...she heard someone coming down the stiars. She looked to see a young man about her age walking down the stairs. Allie thought he had to be the most handsomest man she had ever seen. She didn't know what to say, until he started asking her questions. "May I help you?" "I don't know, really. Can you?" She answered him with a question. "That is if you want my help." The man walked over to her. He had a sweet, innocent smile on his face. "Do you want my help?" "Yes. I would also want to know your name, too." Allie told him, smiling. "Michael. Your name, please?" "Allie." "It's nice to meet you Allie." Michael said, taking Allie's hand and raising it to his lips. With a gentle kiss, a women who was probably in her early sixties walked in. She had a smile on her face. "My, my," She started. "I can tell you two shall be a wonderful husband and wife." Michael and Allie both looked at each other in shock. Did she just say husband and wife. "You're my to be wife/husband!!?" They both said in unison, not believing what they just heared.
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