36 Fact Or Fiction?? (1/2)

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Ana Pov

”Ana you're not my daughter...”

The words just kept repeating in my head over and over again

”Ana you're not my daughter...”

It was like when you scratch a cd and one line keeps jumping back repeating itself.

Repeating itself... Repeating itself....

My mind was spinning out of control. It was as if the ground from underneath my feet had been ripped away.

I was falling...

Words refused to leave my mouth. I had questions for this strange woman that pretended to be my mother but I couldn't say them. I gazed up at Lucy Walker taking in all her features that didn't resemble mine in one way. It was like I was looking at her yet seeing right through her.

”Ana?” She whispered in a soft voice. For some reason that bothered me. This woman lied to me my whole life and she what feels bad now? I jumped up from the bed and peered down at her.

”Tell me everything” I snapped.

Tears fell from her face. I could tell she was genuinely upset. She should be. How could she do this to me? Is this why Kim was able to get away with giving me shit all these years?! That's a question I wasn't ready to hear the answer to.

”Oh Annie, honey I'm so sorry but I love you so much” Lucy blabbered on wiping her tears. I hated to see her this way. However my still stunned mental state wouldn't allow me to console her

”I guess I'll start from the beginning... Twenty years ago before I was married I worked at a library in small town named chance harbor. ” She said sniffing.

Chance Harbor? I thought. The place Verna sent me where I died. There has to be another connection here. My mother continued

”One day an older woman came in asking to see our archives. She was a fair skinned woman with white hair. She reminded me of a sweet old grandmother. I didn't think much of it and simply showed her the old records. The woman began asking me for anything related to the earth and moon. Still I didn't think much of it and gave her all the information on it we had. Every day for a month this woman came in sat in the same seat and read. Then she stopped coming.” My mother said eyes staring off in the distance.

Her story was pissing me off mainly because I don't see how any of it was relevant to me

”Mo- I mean Lucy what's this have to do with me?” I questioned. A look of hurt flashed her face when I called her by her name. She failed miserably trying to cover it up.

”I'm getting there honey.” She said before taking a deep breath and continuing.

”Time passed as always and I met Frank got married and pregnant with Kim all in the following year. My pregnancy was unbearable. After I had Kim the doctor said I wouldn't be able to carry another child. Frank was angry. He wanted a son. I was afraid he would leave me if I didn't give him another child. So I pretended to be pregnant. It was a horrible thing to do but I was desperate. Losing my husband was too great a fear for me. For months I padded my stomach and refused to let anyone touch me. Frank was happy he thought he was getting a son.

As time passed I began to panic. Then the old woman came in again. She was more frantic this time. She kept talking to herself about ”the rising” and the black moon and the infant. The woman flipped through books like mad trying to find the location of where the baby would ”rise”. My desperate state made me latch onto her words. I became overly curious about what she was going on about. The look in her eyes was fierce and knowing. Sometimes she would look at me and I felt like she knew my whole life story.

That night after closing I looked up her address and went to her home. I had a hunch and wanted to follow it. She lived in the middle of the woods in a small cottage. I watched from behind the trees as she exited the house in a cloak carrying a candle. The woman walked for a few miles. I'd almost given up following her until she ended up in a clearing. There were two others there dressed the same with candles. They formed a wide circle and began chanting. I hid behind the shadows of the forest and watched. One by one they sliced the palm of their hand. The blood hit dry earth and sizzled. I was so puzzled by that.

Then suddenly a strong wind picked up. It blew the candles out and was strong enough to knock me over. I had to hold onto the tree for safety. Out of nowhere a huge lightning bolt struck the center of the field. After that everything stilled. Not a bird chirped or even a cricket. The black sky was unmoving and the wind no longer howled. My heart pounded against my chest. A roaring boom! sounded all around. The earth jumped and cracked open and a blinding blue light sprang from spilt. The power of it blasted everyone a few feet away. Luckily I was far enough not to be harmed.

When I stood up everyone was still unconscious. That's when I heard it. The small whimpers of a baby. Slowly I made my way to the center following the sounds. And there you were such a tiny thing. Lying there making coos and small whimpers. I gazed around at everyone else not sure what to do but they were all still knocked out. When I looked down at you those bright blue eyes stole my next breath. At that moment I fell in love with the beautiful baby lying on the ground. I took you in my arms and never looked back.” She ended her story staring at me with hopeful eyes.

What did she expect me to say ”oh mom what a great story”. No way! I threw my hands a laughed a roaring dry laugh. I held my head to the ceiling and laughed until it became hysterical

”You expect me to believe you kidnapped me from some creepy cult that raised me from the earth in a lightning storm?!” I asked incredulously. Was this woman is crazy! She basically said I was a freaking zombie! Or something. Okay so I may be a little judgmental considering I am a vampire but geez that story seemed as farfetched as they come.