A Thanksgiving Miracle

by Bryce 1

I was staring out the patio door window when all seemed to slow down. I heard the driving wind play with the leaves outside and send them down the street. The house made that sound when wind is really giving the foundation a run for its money. Autumn colors and feelings ran through that wind. Thanksgiving day was in full swing and everyone around me was chatting up a storm. Conversations sublime with intervals of laughter proceeded as soon as we entered the house. I remember the "hey, hello!" as we walked in. My aunt Suzzane was cheery as always and my Uncle Tony was his usual chilled out self. The rest of the family one by one arrived and mingled with eachother, and I was staring out the window. It's quite easy to feel alone in a room full of people, all you have to do is think your way somewhere else. All you have to do is grab on to the line that takes you out of the moment and straight into your own internal world of dreams and fantasies. The most bitter part of that is that no one will ever know them, other than yourself, hence the lonliness.

I looked forward at one of my Aunts and was surprised wholly by the sight. I felt to yell but instead found my voice frozen with panic. She was dead. She looked as if she died in that chair across from me at least three weeks ago. Her bones began to peak out from skin that was slowly falling away. Her pearls hung around a neck that was blackening with ooze. My eyes darted over to anyone else who could possibly confirm the horrid sight before me, and that's when I found a peculiar pair. My mom was staring at me, as if waiting for me to realize, as if she had been waiting for me to realize for a very long time. Her eyes continued to pierce throught my own. Her dead eyes. It's very strange, seeing eyes without a soul behind them, it's almost as if the blackness has a dullness to it, like a tv that's turned off. There's no power there, nothing really at all.

I flew from my seat and stepped on the dog, my foot went right through. I yelled and went for the patio door where the wind blew viciously. I opened it up and as soon as the air came through, I heard voices behind me, chatter, laughter. As if the scene picked up from where it left off. I turned around and saw my family, they were alive and well, cheery as ever. My aunt with the pearls looked at me. "Leaving so soon?" she asked me. Loudly, I laughed. I felt rejoice as I was showered with relief. I went to my mom and hugged her, asked how she was doing. I went to my aunt and uncle and asked if they needed help with dinner. I went over to my brother and asked if he wanted to play catch outside, he did.

We went outside. I joked with him about a thanksgiving we had years ago. There was this time when we had an unsuspected guest enter our holiday celebration. The neighbors at that time actually raised their own chickens and one had gotten loose. It ran through the house like its head was cut off and pretty much horrified the cats. It was one of the most hilarious things we had ever witnessed. So we laughed about that.

I threw the ball to him and he threw it to me. The space between us broadened as our arms warmed up up. We got to the point where we were tossing it thirty maybe fourty yards between us. The wind picked up again, I felt something begin to stir, something deathly and foul. As the ball hit its highpoint in the air, on its way towards me, it stopped. Everything was still. No wind, no sounds. Everyone frozen in their conversations and smiles. The ball hanged suspended in mid air, the moment was on pause, but I wasn't. I took a step forward and the grass wilted. I took another step and the house was gone. I took yet another and found myself in a forest. I looked up and saw a sun buring as bright as ever, and with such a chill in the air too. I took another step and heard a voice. "It's over like that, so fast. Do not stare away all your love, give it away to those who love you. This life, this world, this universe, done, like that". I heard the snap of fingers when he said his last word and then I was back, staring out of the window, around family who loves me.

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A Thanksgiving Miracle

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