Chapter 5

I did not sleep at all ...I stayed awake all night wondering if I was actually losing my mind or wether truly something was actually sane about what I've read. Well the possibility could be that , the young man in image with Audrey could have been the eldest great forefather of Trabant's clan thus due to genetic bloodline Thomas could be looking like him and probably why he was named after him , though they could have included junior or second ...Like Thomas the second . Either way today I will have to ask him. I'm planning on going around his neighborhood and see where he lives , I would probably get in and explore more about him , something about his existence merely makes me get goosebumps.

I took the book from the shelf and opened it , for the first time in my life opening a book became a burden . This is just more than I can handle .

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December 01 ,1658.

Dear diary it's been weeks since I last wrote on you. I know it's not like me but I've learned so much in those weeks . By much , I mean I've discovered that the unexistant exists . Of course angels and demons exist but in spiritual forms right. I'm also confused , I don't even know if I'm living anymore or if wether I'm dreaming maybe I died a long time ago . I don't feel sane at all. I just discovered that I'm also going to be a mother. Eventually I quite didn't know , I only thought I was sick and that it was normal that I suddenly hated spending time with the ladies and that I was allergic to sweet desserts and drinks.

Thomas isn't real . He....

I don't even know if someday someone would read this but I think I rushed things . I can't handle all of this , it's just too much .I met his family and it shocked me to find they are of same prestige as us . Thomas is delivering letters as a form of hobby.I really love him . I would sacrifice so much for our relationship .Though I'm just scared .

Thomas is an angel So he told me , I don't know what's that supposed to mean . Someday I will grow old an he will still look as young as ever . He told me , he was born an angel. He never actually died , though he's taught me love

, I fear for my unborn child . What will she be . I haven't told him , I'm pregnant, I ended things between us. I'll lie about my child and ask my parents to rearrange a marriage partner for me and so this child will be known to be my husband's child.

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December 05, 1658

Dear diary it's been four days since I last wrote to you . I made my plan work . I'm hurt by my decision but I'm more than glad that things will actually work out according to how I planned them .

My parents found me a suitor from the lands of Gwandilish . He is of great importance in my life , he comes from a wealthy family , which makes us financially stable . I must say he quite charming but no man could ever take away the joy that Thomas's smile used to bring out of me , just that exact moment when it catches your eye and how he liked looking into my eyes , it made me too uncomfortable but ohh how I yearned that we would stay that way forever . Truth be told, I couldn't continue with Thomas because his nature simply brought out the worst out of me .

Thomas gave me a new eye sight to life . I've started believing that vampires , Frankenstein and other supernatural things could exist . I really don't have much trust in the unreal . I grew up knowing that such things were made up just to scare kids from doing wrong things in life.

My husband's name is Lucky Wilson. A gentle hearted soul. Who accepted me with my child ....

Closed the book !

I think I've had enough... If anybody is playing mindgames with me . They better cease now I'm really full of this nonsense. Who's this Lucky Wilson ?

"Mom!." I called her out approaching her bedroom .

We bumped by her bedroom door .

"What's wrong ?. Are your nightmares getting worse ....Khloe talk to me ."she insisted .

"No mom, who is Lucky Wilson?."I said with my eyes popped out , I bet they could fall out of their sockets anytime soon .What made me even more sick that day was mom's expression .

"What ...Lucky . Where did you see him ?." It was like I just reopened an old wound or memory.

She fell on her knees and began to weep , somewhere, it sounded as though she was apologizing . I don't really know what's happening.

"Catherine Wilson , Are you hiding something from me ."I asked

"No I'm not . I have never met Lucky Wilson but I know that in our family during the family reunion there was a story that was shared to us as children . I used to take it as a folklore that was made using our surname . It all dates very very very very very long long ago . Before you and I even existed . Nobody ever knew the exact date of the events but...

She stands up and goes to the kitchen , boils water .

"Tea ?." She asks.

"Yes please ."I say sitting down by the kitchen table .

She gives me a cup of coffee , the taste was so strong the caffeine was just too awakening . She sat next to me and began to draw me into "HER FOLKLORE STORY ABOUT LUCKY WILSON."

According to the story we were told, there was once a beautiful young lady ..evetually she was above the word beautiful itself . Lady Audrey, she was born from a rich family . Her father was sovereign and that somehow made her and her mother the ladies of the city . She lived in glory , had everything any woman in those days could have needed but not all that glitters shines. Audrey fell in love with a letter delivery boy and somehow when her parents found out . Audrey was put in gaol for weeks were she was tortured day an night . Some say she would even go days without food . Her parents were trying to make her forget of this boy , though you know that love never leaves easily right . Poor Audrey had to pretend to have forgotten this boy . Nobody really knew the boy's name because during all this incidents Audrey' s parents tried to kill him . So rumours went around saying he had flee to another country .

Weeks after Audrey's release , Audrey was married to Lucky Wilson. Lucky was a merchant's son and that somehow to Audrey's parents was better than a letter delivery boy. A year after their marriage a child was born . Little Amanda Wilson , she was the true reflection of her mother . Lucky claimed the child to be his but people seemed to believe differently. They say on the 09th of December that unknown year . Weird creatures came and attacked the palace that Audrey and Lucky had been living in . The creatures promised to kill Lucky if he was not to tell where Amanda was , but somehow it seems Audrey already knew this was to happen so she had given Amanda to some poor woman and had asked her to take care of Amanda and change her name if possible an move far away from those lands.

On that night Audrey and Lucky were turned to statues though that's not all of it .

They say the lead creature's eyes were filled with wrath and fury he placed a curse upon the Wilson family .

" Thy souls shall forever be dust frozen , till thy related bloodline gives us our child , till then no sweet dreams shall come upon your children ."

"Well I've never had abnormal nightmares . See why I never took the story seriously ." She looked into my eyes and began to ask " So Khloe tell me why did you want to know about Lucky ?"

"I just read about it at the library and somehow thought it had something to do with my dreams." I looked away and took a last sip of my cold cup of coffee.

"Alright then . Though it's just a folklore nothing much, you better focus on your studies sweetie. Do you want me to get you to bed ?" She asks as though leading me to my room .

"No thank you . I just wanna be alone right now." I walked to my room and closed the door.

The night seemed so long , some part of me wanted to let things slide and believe I'm just too surreal at times but I just couldn't let the part of me that is attached to Thomas go away just like that. I know in every dream he would change into something but I still deserve a chance to know him properly .