Cynthia stood outside the home. Her morning was already ruined by Mrs Cyprus, she hoped that nothing worst happens with her now. She was walking through the front yard of MMrand Mrs Cyprus's house where she was treated like a maid.
Suddenly she heard a sound, " Listen to me before I die ... It's important ... listen .. ....listen .....I'll die ." Cynthia stopped and look around but saw no one.
She couldn’t identify whose voice was it and from where was it coming. It was a very strange voice unlike one of a human. It seemed like a whisper but a loud one, Strange right? this was what Cynthia heard 'A loud whisper '. After searching all around but getting no clue Cynthia thought it might be her illusion and starting walking towards the main gate again.
" Don't go .... listen to me ... am right here . " spoke the voice.
Cynthia noticed that the voice was coming from nowhere else but from her en oops sorry MR.& MrsCyprus's garden. It was coming from the flower beds where the pretty white lily flowers were blooming with the cool breeze. She stepped nearer and saw a pigeon. There was no one else ."Is this pigeon speaking ? " she thought.
"Hey can you hear me ?" said Cynthia.
"Yes........I can ... I can speak too but only you can hear me as you are special " said the pigeon
" What the hell !" murmured Cynthia and stepped back as she was afraid.
" Don't be scared! I'll not harm you! I am here to help you because you are special " said the pigeon
" Help me for what .. saving me from these Cyprus ?? I don't need anything else, " thought Cynthia in her mind.
" Well I am not here to save you from the taunts of your aunt and uncle but something worse than it .... something you ould have never thought of, something beyond your imagination." exclaimed the pigeon.
" Wait ... what!! I didn't say anything," said Cynthia.
" But you thought . " said the pigeon
" NO .. NO ...now please don't tell me ....."Cynthia couldn't complete as the pigeon interrupted.
" Yes ! my pretty girl.....Cynthia, I can read minds too. " said the pigeon smiling towards Cynthia.
" Hey ... how do you know my name ?" asked Cynthia shocked.
" Questions... Questions... Questions ... a lot of questions ... I know you have enough time to ask millions of questions running in your mind but I don't have time to answer them ... I am dying... I have to do important work before I die otherwise my soul won't get peace ever ." said the pigeon
" What ?? You are dying ...but .....but there's not even a single wound or any cut on your body .....are you hungry or thirsty ...???...or are you ill? ....tell me ...I'll help you ." said Cynthia with care for the pigeon in her eyes as she was an avid animal lover . She couldn't she didn't want to see any innocent animal or bird dying right in front of her.
"No neither am I ill nor hungry or thirsty ....am dying because I have to. No medicine in this world can cure me...I have to die ..... I have to die ." Said the pigeon, his voice getting low and low with every single word he spoke.
"But ......." Cynthia tried to speak but the pigeon interrupted again
"Stop it, Cynthia ....stop asking me anything ...can you see the piece of paper tied with my feet....it's for you ....don't ignore whatever is written ....it's true ......it will save ....." said the pigeon and his breath stopped .....his eyes closed and his heart was no more beating.
Tears started falling from Cynthia's eyes. She was a delicate and delicate girl, an avid animal lover, a pigeon departed his life right in front of her eyes and she couldn't do anything to save the innocent creature
She then consoled her and untied the piece of paper tied to the pigeon's feet Before reading it, she decided to bury the pigeon first. She picked the pigeon in her hands with love and muttered," Rest in peace ", It wasn't even a second that Cynthia said these words, the pigeon's body turned into ashes.
'OH My ' she said with an unconscious mind. She couldn't acknowledge what just happened. Cynthia uses to have anomalous experiences since childhood but this was something blisteringly inconsistent from those future predicting dreams. She talked to a pigeon and was a pigeon. "How can he turn into ashes like this " she introspected. She was now lost in thoughts. The last words of the pigeon were still running in Cynthia's mind. She opened the paper the pigeon brought for her. There was something written on it. Cynthia started reading the words written on the yellowish dull paper.
It said ;
The curse is about to break, this will keep you safe from the moonlight
"Why am I supposed to be safe from moonlight " she wondered. As Cynthia completed reading the text the paper turned into a blue satiny locket. Instantaneously, she heard the sound of someone's footsteps. She stood up promptly and placed the lock in her pocket.
The footsteps were of no one else but Cynthia's sister Hecate's. She was coming towards Cynthia limping. Her leg was bleeding dreadfully. She had scratches on her face and arms and a piece of her sweatshirt was torn. Her shoes were covered with mud and it seemed like she came from the woods trying to escape from any kind of wild animal.
" What are you doing here ?" clamoured Hecate.
" Nnnnnn......Nothing...I was just ....just .... picking up my pen .....it fell ... it fell." said Cynthia nervously
" Okay ...fine why are you being so nervous, are you hiding something ?" asked Hecate
" No ..NO.No ..why would I .... and what happened to you You are bleeding atrociously" interrogated Cynthia trying to change the topic. Whatever just happened was still going on in Cynthia's mind but she had to act normal so she started talking to talk to Hecate the way she talks to her usually.
" Nothing I just met a small accident nothing to worry, I'll be fine, answered trying to hide her injured knee.
" It doesn't seem a SMALL ACCIDENT, it looks like you are coming from the woods. Were you being chased by any wild animal and while escaping you hurt yourself? I mean look at you you have scratches all over your body and your clothes are covered with dust ." said Cynthia politely. She seemed sympathetic towards Hecate.
" Oh, girl! Why do you keep poking your nose everywhere? I said am fine and I don't need to tell you every single thing that happens with me ...just go do your work ." replied Hecate frustrated.
" That was mean Hecate. Isn't it a common courtesy to ask someone if he is fine or not? I just wanted to help you because I care for you . " said Cynthia.
" I don't need your help bloody jinx," said Hecate in an arrogant tone
" What ... what did you call me," replied Cynthia
" Do you need hearing aids Cynthia ... I called you a jinx ... a bloody jinx," yelled Hecate.
" Am not a jinx . " babbled Cynthia
" You don't think so but you are you are the reason my aunt and uncle are dead today. They died saving you from that house fire, said Hecate.
" I know they died saving me, but what's wrong with it am their daughter they just saved their daughter," argued Cynthia.
" Huh .... their daughter or maybe just a responsibility," mumbled Hecate.
"What do you mean Hecate ? " asked Cynthia confused. " Just a responsibility but they are my parents ." she thought.
" I don't feel like answering you right now, just go and clean my room before I complain mom that you haven't done your work on time, said Hecate
" I've already done that and now am leaving let me to to go, am getting late, said Cynthia
" Where are you going, I don't think you have any friends to hang out with. Oh wait let me guess are you hanging out with your lovingly street dogs and those smelly cats today," said Hecate giving Cynthia a weird and mean smile
" Why do you love bullying me so much Can't you spare me just for one day However, for your kind information, I am going to school so let me leave ."
" Wait ...Wait .... Wait ...Which school are you going to ? " queried Hecate
" Oh come on Hecate you know very well we just have one high school in our town the school you passed out from," answered Cynthia.
" But wasn't that closing after I girl was badly injured and the rumour spread that it was all done because of that spirit the Dan..... " said Hecate having a scared expression on her face but Cynthia interrupted.
" Yeah that story of your ex- classmate’s spirit and all that foolish stuff declared a rumour by the authority and the girl ggoeseswas injured was high on drugs at that time and harmed herself as she was just out of her mindmamammatter best friend ... so nothing to worry about . the school is now completely safe. I know you don't know this as you were out of town for a week wandering somewhere I don't truly know ... it doesn't look like you are returning from your friend's home or might be your friend lives in wood "
" So it isn't closing ? " asked Hecate ignoring everything else Cynthia said about her.
" Ummmm ... fortunately ....no," replied Cynthia '
"But why are you going there ." interrogated Hecate.
" Why shouldn't I ? " answered back Cynthia
" No I mean you got a a scholarship for that boarding school and that was your freaking dream school I guess ..... why aren't you going there," asked Hecate
" All thanks to your charming and very well behaved parents. They don't want me to study in a school better than the one their daughter went to," replied Cynthia criticizingly
Hecate gave no reaction. There was a worry visible on her face She looked scared after she realised that the school isn't closing.
" Hey ! why do you look so worried .. are you worried that the spirit of that ..you know who would hurt me," asked Cynthia laughing at Hecate's facial expressions.
" Yes " slipped out from Hecate's mouth while she was lost in thoughts
" Oh my god! what a miracle, my sister started caring for me ! " said Cynthia
" Shut up bloody jinx! I don't care for you at all, it was just a slip of tongue," replied Hecate still having a strange brood on her face
" Never mind gotta go. BYE. See you later " said Cynthia
" BYE " replied Hecate softly without passing any mean comment to Cynthia for the first time.
Cynthia left her home, Oops! sorry actually Mr. & Mrs Cyprus's home On the way to school she had tons of questions running in her mind, needed the answer to. " Who was that pigeon How could he talk? What does that letter mean What's special about this locket? And what did Cynthia say about my parents... was just a responsibility ?? " she kept thinking about all these.
After a pathetic morning, Cynthia had finally reached her school. high school, one of the most important stages in everyone's life. Her school looked more like a resort with great architecture. Even though she wasn't able to go to her dream school she realised she wouldn't regret her decision of coming here. On the front main gate of the school, she saw a big board holding the school's name. 'THE TOMBSTONE HIGH SCHOOL ' ..since 1886 was written therein bold golden words. As she stepped nearer she saw a lot of chaos going on around here. Many were roaming alone like Cynthia she suspected them to be freshers like her. But not everyone could be a fresher though.Although as enthusiastic to start a new stage of her life, she had an uneasiness too She was a bit petrified too. She was hoping that no one bullies her on the very first. She already had a bad morning with her aunt, uncle and Hecate ."'OMG ' will I be able to make new friends here ? Will someone insult
Finally after one and a half hour which seemed one week to Cynthia , her History and Maths class ended . It was a long time for her as she hated both these subjects , She was still okay with Maths but History was a nightmare for her . However the case was exact opposite with Ada she was really a big nerd . She liked maths and history seemed like her first love . During the class , Ada was studying with full concentration , she wasn't even blinking her eyes . Throught the Class Cynthia tried her best to call Ada so that they can talk a bit as she was getting bored as hell . However Ada kept ignoring Cynthia . She just wanted to study like it was her exam next day . Even though , Cynthia was a class topper since childhood , she wasn't devoted in studies a lot . It was just that she had a sharp mind . She could get excellent marks even if she starts studying a week before exams . As they came out of the class, they saw Davina standing waiting for them with two more friends
All the friends together reached the dancing hall together . It was a gigantic hall with massive mirrors on three sides of wall ."Your school is really cool . " said Cynthia as the entered the hall."Don't you have any other word in your vocabulary Cynthia, I am fed up of your 'COOL'." intrupted Ada. Cynthia didn't say anything just gave a funny face expression letting her tongue out and blinking one eye . She knew Ada is already irritated as Cynthia forcefully brought her for the dance class."Students ! Students ! Students .....stop your gossips i know the freshers have a lot to discuss but now it's time for dance and only dance. " shouted a sharp voice. It was their dance teacher , a tall lady with a sleek figure."Gather here ! Gather here ! ." a bold voice came of a tall man standing near their dance teacher, the assistant dance teacher."So students I am Bevin Pemota your dance teacher ." said Ms. Bevin
It was a late night. Cynthia was sitting in her room near the window thinking of everything that happened to her the whole day. A lot of confusion was rushing in her mind. Holding the locket she wore in her neck, the one she got from the pigeon, she thought about the white pigeon, he could speak and then turned into ashes. What creature was it, why was he here, what kind of warning was he giving to Cynthia all the thoughts were stressing Cynthia. The Dancing Diva, Hecate's words about Cynthia's parents, Stathis's sisters' story, and Damon's mysterious eyes were the other topics she had to worry about. She just wanted to relax and remove all the thoughts from her mind but she wasn't able to do so. Her brain was forcing her to overthink and find out what's happening but she had nothing to do. Whom can she tell about all this and ask for an explanation? Staring from the window at the full moon, s
Who are you guys ? " asked Ms. Margie as she opened the door."We are Cynthia's friends," said Ada."Our class teacher told her she was attacked by a wolf. We were really worried. So we just got here to see her," said another voice that belonged to Davina.Cynthia couldn't hear what conversation was going on but she could hear voices. She wasn't able to recognize it was her friends."Oh okay, come in, up the stairs left to the balcony door," said another sharp voice which Cynthia knew no doubt belonged to her Aunt.She heard her properly as her voice was high-pitched as usual. Room left to the balcony door, Cynthia knew aunt Margie just gave someone her room's address. She knew someone was coming to see her but who?She started setting up the mess she made of her bed. Although she couldn't get up properly so she did whatever she could while leaning on the bed."My! This girl made friends on th
As Ada and Davina left the room thoughts started troubling Cynthia once again. For once she had stopped her overthinking but as she met her friends. She had to remember the whole incident once again. She was trying to get a clue to know what was happening that night but couldn't. Apart from this she had another worry too, Davina and Ada told her there was no lake nearby, but how was this possible.She was so lost in her thoughts that she had completely forgotten to keep track of the time. It was midnight. Cynthia got up and closed the windows of her room. Now she aimed to get a night of proper sleep and windows would turn out to be a complete distraction. as she had no desire to see another strange animal or anything unusual. Even if she doesn't see anything strange she would have spent hours staring at the moon for no reason. She wanted to avoid thinking as much as she can becaus
A week passed which felt like years to Cynthia .She had never lived so long inside the house .She used to spend her most of the time wandering outside on the street to avoid the taunt of aunt Margie and her overpampered daughter Hecate . She was waiting for the when Hecate finally leaves the home to go for her college but she thought why wasn't she going it has been more than a year she graduated from high school .Then she asnwered back herself might be she has not got addmission in her so called dream college and was finding ways to get in there of course she wasn;t going to compromise going to a normal college as compromise wasn't a word in Heacte's dictionary and then after wasting time on thinking about the topic 'Hecate and college : A Mystery ,Cynthia finally used to realise Heacte's life isn't her work to worry about . She should mind her own buisness .Then she realised that she has no actual buisness to do lying on the bed staring at the roof as it was a myste
As they reached the school and stepped outside the car .Cynthia could see the same chaoes and hustle going on among the students as she saw on the first day the only difference was she wasn't alone this she had her new friends with her and the worlds with friends is really better than being alone . She was excited to attend school once again .Suddenly , she saw Ada coming from the other side. She stepped outside the car a men older than her was driving . Cynthia waved at her . She was wearing her spectacles with a floral dress .Cynthia thought floral print was the only kind of dresses Ada was interested in . "Hey Cynthia it's nice to see you back here ." said Ada. "Thanks , it feels really good being back . " said Cynthia . "How is your health now ?" asked Ada . "Yeah pretty well wounds aren't hurting much now . " asnwered back Cynthia . "Good ." said Ada . "Who was the guy in the car ?" asked Jackson .&nb