Today, June 12th.
I woke up to the bothering sound of my mother crying, crying non stop. Something had to have gone terribly wrong. Did she loose money? Did one of the innocent that she slaves, did one of them betrey her?
Before i woke up i had a dream. In that dream i was standing in a bright lighted room but the room was only lighted by 7 small candels. There was no one in the room with me, no humans, no spirits either. Suddenly the first candel on the right burns out then trips off. 6 candels remained but they all deamed.
I rushed to the kitchen were my mums crying got louder and louder, i walked up to her, she gave me a look and i felt like drowning in her sorrowfull, pityfull eyes. She huged me and said "your grand father is dead"
In my family, only one person loved me, only one person protected me, only one person stood up for me. He is dead now. Long gone, long gone he is. My grandfather always had this wierd energy around him. It felt like he himself wasnt human, i would try looking into him but he had all the colors around him. Purple, blue, green, red, brown and gold guarded his life force. When i was around him, i felt so many spirits were always close by. He is a reincarnation of ome of the blessed elders from "the past". The elders are great gods that ruled parts of the world in the past, i heard a story. The elders needed to pick the chosen ones go guard our current earth because the king of our earth is defeated but his effects are still in play so the elders each cast themselves into a particular being for this cause. Everyone had already tried finding the body that the elders inhabited but it was of no use. They had thier ways of disapearing when they felt like it. i beleive that my grandpa was that specific body that most of the elders inhabited. If my grandpa was who i think he was then why did they come into my family? If he was what i think he is then who exactly is the chosen one. It couldnt be me, i already have a role to play. The day before my grandpa died, i and my family paid him a visit. He told me something that still throws my mind off till this day. He said "Watch him, make sure he becomes who he is meant to be. And you must remember never to fall in love with him". Who is "him"? and why do i have to babysit some kid? As far as i can comprehend now, those words was my grandpas dieng wish. Will i do what he wants? I already have alot on my hands but he did care for me before he died. I will carry his wish on.