The Portal of Dead
My grandparents used to visit to our house when I was a kid, begging my mother to give me to them so they might have someone to look after them if they ever were unable to took care for themselves.
I don't mind because I adore my grandparents. My mother, on the other hand, is not fond of it. I'm not sure why, but that's what my mother usually says.
"You won't be able to turn Jia like you father. I don't want you to delegate your responsibility to her. I know how difficult it was to be in your position, father, and I don't want my daughter to go through it."
My mother was adamant that I not be sent to live with my grandparents. I'm not sure why my mother behaves in this manner, considering I know how much she adores her parents. I adore them as well and because I don't have a father, my grandparents frequently spoil me.
I once asked of my grandfather as to why my mother did not want me to accompany them. He responded to me in the usual way: "You will understand pumpkin when the time comes. But for the time being, all I can say is that you were special. Because you possess a unique ability that no one else possesses."
"Grandpa, when was the perfect time? And what makes me special?"
"You were unique in that you could see things that other kids couldn't. And, little one, the proper time might be when I die."
I pout, because I don't want to lose my grandfather. But I couldn't help but wonder what it was that I could see that others couldn't. Is it the white lady who went missing her face from our school's gate, which my mother claims I couldn't tell anyone about because I was the only one who saw her? Or was it the gigantic bird flying across the dark sky one evening as I was watching out the window, and when I pointed it out to my grandmother, it flew away and she missed it?
The missing portal was Jia Wang. All of the dead creatures had been hunting the doorway. Passing through the portal to another dimension, where a divine being committed a transgression.
Jia doesn't want it, yet she inherited it from her mother's side of the family. She had no idea how or why her family had been chosen to be cursed like that or why God had chosen them to have that curse. But all Jia knew that it terrified her. All of those various spirits originate from who knows where. We're approaching her with those ominous features.
Jia never had a father since, according to her mother, her father died when she was a newborn. However, Jia lost her mother and grandparents in a vehicle accident when she was seven years old. The bus, on which her family was riding, became unbalanced due to the heavy storm.
Many people die around that time, and because she's nearby, the spirits join and become powerful, allowing them to perceive her. She passed out as a result of the incident and awoke three months later from comatose.
She woke up with a lot of stuff she didn't remember.
memories18 · 若者
