Isabell P.O.V
Mother Theresa was gone. I couldn’t see her again. I called her name several times, but no answer. After remaining in this spot for a long time, I started to leave when footsteps reached my ears, getting closer until something tapped my shoulder. Quickly, I turned around, only to discover it was my mom.
“Oh, it’s you, I thought it was someone else,” I said.
“What do you mean? Are you expecting someone else?” Mom said. “I’ve been waiting for you. Where are the candles?”
Oh Lord, I totally forgot.
“I…I will…just…get…it, mom, I'm sorry I forgot".
“Oh, forget about it. We need to start prayers.” My mother dragged me downstairs. As we arrived, everyone glanced at me. “Sorry for the delay, I'm really sorry..”
Doblas las manos.
!Dios es grandioso! Confía ue responderá a tus oraciones. (God is great, Have faith he will answer your prayer).
Pedóname padre, porque pe pacado.
May the Lord forgive our sins and grant us paradise when we depart from this world, I cast and bind any spirit of destruction, evil, darkness, any spirit that would ruin us, destroy or any distraction that would lead to forgetting our creator, May the Lord be our shepherd or saviour.
I couldn’t concentrate. All I could think of was Mother Theresa. Finished with praying, I approached her statue, thinking she’ll pop out of it.
“Una gran mujer. (A great woman),” a voice spoke behind me. It was my mom.
“Did you know her?” I asked.
“No, but I heard a lot about her. She did a lot of wonderful things.”
“If she was so good, what happened? Why did she die?”
Mom let out a short laugh. “People die, no matter how good or bad they are. That is the will of God, when we are created our death is already written and no one can run away from death. That's how nature works.”
“Oh, but how did she die?”
“It’s said she was found dead in the church at midnight.”
“What killed her? Who could kill a wonderful woman like her? What happened to her mom.".
“No one knows, Bella, the police has investigated but nothing has been found till date".
“But what—”
“That’s enough questions for a day. Now let’s go home.”
Isabelle’s Home.
I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my room was painted in purple and white, a large bed, a shelve right across the room next to the bathroom, that contained all my bible, the room wasn't that big but it was enough for one person. After talking with my mom, questions popped into my mind. What happened that night? What killed Mother Theresa? A loud scream brought me back to reality; it was my mom’s. I sprinted downstairs, where I found her on the couch, crying. My dad was comforting her. She was shaking softly, she was saying something.
“Mom, are you okay?, I heard you scream, is everything alright" I asked.
“Lo Veía (I saw him), He will kill us all” she said.
“Who did you see?, What happened? Mom are you okay." I asked my mother.
“He’s back. He’s going to destroy us all!, He will kill all of us, he wants revenge, He will kill us. We need to save ourself, he wants revenge, he wants revenge" My mother said, she was crying and she was shaking even more.
Stunned, I couldn’t understand what my mother was saying. “Dad, will Mom be okay?, What is she talking about? Is she going to be fine?".,
“Yes, she just needs rest, She will be fine." he said while taking her to their room. Before I could ask more questions, he closed the door of their room.
I stood in front of their room, wondering what was wrong with mom? What did she mean by He’s back? Who is back?.
Mother Leona.
PO.V.
I saw him, he was here. I saw him when I went into the pantry, He was there. I couldn't believe my eyes, I couldn't believe he was back after so many years. What does he want after some many year? Who could have called him back? I had no idea what to do? He seemed different than before, more different. He looked bigger and darker, something was definitely wrong with him.
"How did he come back? How did it happen? He just can't come back on his own." I said to my husband, who was sat next to me. He was as worried as I was.
"I have no idea honey, we need to do some thing about it before it too late, we have to remain calm at this situation" He said to me.
"Who brought him back? There has to be someone that called him." I said with fighting back the tears that were about to fall on my cheek.
"Honey you need to calm down okay, we have dealt with him before we can do it again." He said while putting a hand on mine.
"But what if.. what if... History repeats it self... I don't want a bloodshed this time. I want to protect my Isa from him, he can't see her, we have to hide her away from him." I said to my husband.
"Don't worry honey, I promise you Isa will be fine?, Nothing will happen to her, we just have to deal with him, take him back to where he was?." My husband said.
"Promise me you will protect Isa, you won't let him harm any of my family again." I said.
"Yes I promise."