Forever Changed - By Jamie Gibson Page 0,8

but her destiny has been written for her as well as it was for me.

Your mother cannot hurt you and she knows this. You have a protective shield around you, so that no one is able to hurt you. This shield cannot be broken until your destiny arises. Unless, Elizabeth, you can change destiny.

Every one of your grandfathers died just as I have died. I embraced my destiny and I hope that you can understand this. This short letter cannot explain everything that you must have questions for, but my study can.

Do not let your mother find my study, she alone can destroy us! Our generation stops at you, but I believe that you can rewrite our next generation and change everything.

This letter needs to be destroyed, rip it up, throw it in the fireplace, and burn it! If the

smoke turns red then you are safe. If it turns white, then you are in grave danger.

Everything happens for a reason, but you are a unique Marcus. I know your secret Elizabeth, and I know how to help you with this secret, how to control it! I can train you! You must bring me back! Everyone must fear you!

Love,

Daddy

P.S. Good luck Elizabeth! Hope to see you soon, my beautiful daughter!

I laid the letter down on my table and stared at it with wonderment. I was dumbfounded, sitting there in my room. His destiny, my destiny, and my mother also has her own destiny written. How could this be

determined? I always knew I was different, but I never knew I was this different. My secret? Why should everyone fear me?

At first, I sat there for a long time trying to figure out if this was real, but my father knew I had buried his body, before he was even dead. He knew that I had removed everything from his pockets and he also knew I would take the ring off of his finger. So this all must be true!

I jumped up and quickly ran to my fireplace. I lit a fire and ripped up the letter. I prayed that the letter would burn with red smoke and not white. I knew, if it burned white, I would be in trouble without finding out my secret first!

I watched it burn, I took a step back, and gasped. To my fascination, red smoke came pouring out of the fireplace, into my room. It flowed through my hair and then it wrapped itself around me, as if hugging me. Slowly it circled around me in a playful way. It was teasing me and playing with the necklace around my neck. I couldn’t help it, but I started laughing and dancing around with the red smoke, as if it were rain. I somehow knew that the red smoke was my father!

Chapter 8

To my disappointment, the red smoke disappeared. I walked over to my couch and sat down. I was relieved, but at the same time excited to know that I could bring my father back to life. I held on to the rings around my neck, as if they were his life line. I got up, walked out of the entertainment room, and walked to my closet. I opened the safe, removed the necklace and then removed the wedding ring. I placed the wedding ring in the safe and reclosed the necklace around my neck. I left the skull ring, so that it may be on me at all times.

I was excited I was the one that held the key to my family secret. My father said that I was unique and I was determined to find out why.

I walked over to the window and pulled back the black curtain, lost in thought. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly. I looked down at the garden and to my amazement, red roses had appeared on top of my father’s grave. It didn’t even look like someone was buried beneath; it just looked like someone had planted a rose garden.

“How did that happen?” I thought to myself out loud.

“How did what happen?” My mother asked from behind, me making me jump clear out of my skin. She was standing there with a look of curiosity on her face. Her eyes squinted suspiciously.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” I asked disgusted.

“Well with all the laughing and giggling going on in your entertainment room, I couldn’t help, but come in and find out why!” My mother said disapprovingly. “Did my poor pathetic daughter finally make a