nickwade
“Chief, I wonder if the snow…”
“What are you talking about, soldier?”
“I wonder if the snow is her dress.”
“Her? What are you blabbering about? Pull yourself together. They’re bound to send help soon.”
“It’s hard to see her at first. She’s covered in white. But if you look closely…there. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”
He was the head of everything. The one who called the shots. The one who demanded his daughter to not leave the reservation. Everyone feared yet loved him. They knew of his power. And never wanted it to be shown. He was, The Chief.
The lights had faded. the mind had gone blank. the life in his eyes faded. his memory becoming dim. everything they knew had vanished. and so the end had came. destroyed by the one they loved the most. The lights had faded.
he was someone i could love no matter what. someone i could see and i knew he would see me in return. he was someone i knew would wait for me while i took an hour to do my hair and make up. someone i loved. someone who is gone. he was my husband.
The mystery the kids faced was crucial. They stared at the house as if something was going to pop out at them, ready to scar them for life. Everything the elderly had told them was true... it was a haunted place. And no one should ever walk a foot on the grounds. Or they would truly go insane.