Are You My Mother Book Pages 소설 & 이야기

Just a silent warning: Time is not your ally. She reached for the glass, expecting resistance—but it hissed open on contact. No alarm. No deterrent. Just cold air wrapping around her fingers as she lifted the notebook free. It was heavier than expected. The pages are brittle. The scent of aged ink, salt, and gunpowder. She flipped it open. The first page bore her mother’s handwriting—delicate and fierce, like the woman herself. “To my daughter— If you’re reading this, then the final hand has been dealt. And not by you.

My mother's name was engraved in ornate, gold calligraphy on the front of an ancient leather book that I discovered. Jennifer Blue Nath The diary-style book mentioned my father. "He is a good person. His chuckle warms my heart, and his grin makes me weak in the knees. He constantly tried to make me happy and is quite gentle." The majority of the book was devoted to my father, but she was left out. It discussed his favorite color, as well as other topics that go on and on. She enumerates her favorite traits about him. I turned the page, but there was nothing there. When I turned the page once again, it was empty. I carried on turning till I came to the back cover. I thought, "I want to know a

My name was written inside. Alessandra. The first page held a photograph of a little girl with uneven pigtails and a wide smile, one front tooth missing. A man crouched behind her, hands steady on her shoulders. His face was open, and kind, that was my father. I turned the page. The girl was older now, arms wrapped around a woman in a wide-brimmed hat. They stood near the water, hair blown loose by the wind. The woman’s laughter was caught mid-moment, her mouth open, eyes bright, and that was my mother.

I carry it over to her and she takes one of my hands, making it rub over the metal clasp on the front and it clicks open. "Hey, how did you do that?" I say pouting. "It's magic" she says. She opens the book to the first page and I peer over her hands. "This books broken, there's no pictures" I say disappointed, expecting to see something exciting. My mother laughs again. "Concentrate really hard and tell me if you see anything" I furrow my small brow and pierce my lips in my best concentration face. I blink and in-between blinks I see a picture and words flash on the page before disappearing with the next blink.

my mother said smiling. I was still speechless. I couldn't believe it. My mother was here in front of me and she was more beautiful than any pictures I have ever seen. Long blonde wavy hair, piercing blue eyes, she was shorter than me but had more curves. Finally I spoke, "Where exactly are we mom? I thought the book was to tell me everything."

Caelum turned the book to look at its cover and read what was written there. The title made his eyes cringe as he wondered why his mother was on such a book and, more importantly, what she might have done to cause her such punishment. It was the book of great defaulters and lost souls. That was really some title and sure as hell was not giving cool vibes. Caelum opened the first page with a finger between the page where his mother's picture was so he did not miss it. He started reading what started with an explanation of what the book was all about.

The same book I had tried to read before, the one with blank pages. "The Luna's Gift: Understanding Your True Power," Beatrice read from the cover. "Your mother left this for you specifically." "I tried reading it before," I said. "The pages were blank." "Because you weren't ready to see what was written there," Beatrice said, bringing it to me. "But perhaps now..." I took the book with trembling hands and opened it. This time, words appeared on the pages, coming into existence like they had been waiting for this exact moment.

I thought to myself and sighed. I moved towards the bed and placed the pile down on the edge. I plopped down on the bed, determined to read this thing page to page, back to back, leaving nothing unnoticed and noted for. This will explain why I am the way I am, what kind of experiments they had put me through. Yet as I turned the page I opened the picture of that same wolf - my mother, grasping the air for her child - me. My heart hammered violently in my chest. I swallowed the lump in my throat and flipped it back to the very first page, determined to know the truth. All of it.

The last page was her with a young Sage. I closed the book and went to put it back when a picture fell out from between the dust cover. I pick it up and it’s a picture of my mother with blonde hair and she’s with a man who also has blonde hair. They’re in the country, sitting on a fence with horses behind them. My eyes go wide when I realize my mother left the city. Sage told me she didn’t. I flip the picture over and read the back. Me and Darren love forever. Darren. My father. I look in the dust cover and there’s more. Pictures of them dancing and talking with people. I noticed something. Half the pictures of my mother with red hair. They were in love.

Instead I just shake my head slowly from left to right. The woman stretches her lips, showing a set of yellowish teeth. "Why, I," she places her hands over her chest, "am your mother." —————— 😳So! 😳How did you like the chapter? Were you surprised or did you expect this? What do you think happens next? Thank you all for reading❣️