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We've traveled the seas, we've ridden the stars
We've seen everything from Saturn to Mars
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I'm Brennon Davis, 22 years old and I'm in college studying arts. I have always been busy with my studies, to the point that I can't tell which day it is.
Today, my grandfather called to go to his house, which is so big that when you play hide and seek there, it will take a year for you to find the other players. In short, it's a mansion haha.
I have no clue as to why my grandfather told me to go to his house.
“My dearest, grandson! You are finally here!” my grandfather said with a tone of joy. “Hello grandpa, why do you want to see me? Is everything alright?” I asked, “Oh nothing Brennon, I just want to see you...oh actually no, I want to show you something or should say give you something...” my grandpa said.
“Come with me Brennon, I've wanted to give you this” my grandpa said while holding my hands, leading me to a dark room full of dust.
“*cough* *cough*, Grandpa why'd you bring me here? It's so dusty and dark” I said while covering my mouth. “Oh, Brennon I'm sorry. Let me turn on the lights” my grandpa said.
“Wow! This room is so cool, grandpa!” I said while looking around this huge room full of old stuff. “Yes, indeed son, now come here.” grandpa said while holding something in his hand.
“What’s this Grandpa?” asked him “Son, inside this box, are my paintbrushes. And it's very special, I know how much you like to paint.” Grandpa said while smiling. “Thank you so much, grandpa! I’ll take good care of this!” I said.
When something caught my eye...
Me and grandpa had been talking inside this room for like an hour, grandpa told a lot about his days as a painter.
“Grandpa, I have a question. Who is that beautiful woman in that painting?” I asked because I’ve been eyeing it the whole time.
“Well, Brennon that’s for next time...” he said with a sad tone??? “Anyway, I also want you to stay here for 2 months Brennon, to relax and stuff since it's your break” he said “Sure, Grandpa! Good thing a have brought some clothes!” I said.
“I’ll go to my room now, I want to get some sleep, go to your room now if you want son.” he said and left the room.
I'm inside my room now, it's been a year since I last visit grandpa’s mansion.
Getting kinda bored so I tested Grandpa's paintbrushes that he had given me earlier. I let my hands create something to the canvas, that something is very strange. I don't what I'm doing, I can't explain this.
Eventually, I didn't finish my painting and just go straight to bed.
I’ve been starring at the ceiling, I don't wanna touch my phone since the signal here is trash. When I remembered something...
Who is that woman in the painting? Did grandpa paint that? Why does he look sad when I mentioned it? I've got too many questions. Until I drifted off to sleep.
“Hello there! You must be Mr. Da-davis?”
“Yes, I am Davis! And you ar-!!!”
“Hey! What's that for Miss!”
“Oh, nothing Davis I just want you to come with me!”
“To what? I don't even know you, Miss!
“You don't have to know me, Davis hahaha!”
“Whatever Miss, you're very creepy for a beautiful young woman...”
“I’ll take that as a compliment Davis!”
“Ok, Miss.”
“Now come on Davis!”
Weird. What kind of dream is that? Why did I told the lady beautiful when I can’t even see her face??? Whatever, it's just a dream.
I get out of bed and showered.
I went to grandpa’s room, but he's not there. Maybe he’s eating breakfast now, so I went to the dining room.
“Where is Grandpa, Sir?” I asked the worker.
“Oh, Master didn't tell you?” he said while I shake my head signaling as ‘no’
“Master said, Sir Brennon that he wants you to take care of the mansion while he’s away, he told me not tell you where he is going” he said.
“Oh...” and I nodded then he left. “And by the way, Sir Brennon, just call me if you want something” then he left again.
I roamed around the mansion since I'm very bored at this point.
And I just went to my room. As I enter the room I immediately saw the painting I did last night.
the painting I did was very confusing, I don't know what I was thinking I just let my hand do the work. I take a closer look, and it kinda looks like a place? I guess?
I turned on my phone to watch something. I just watched Netflix the whole day that I didn't realize that it's already afternoon.
The butler came knocking on my door telling me that it's already dinner.
I went to the dining room. “Hey, Sir! Come join me here! I feel alone here...” I said to the butler but he refused to. He said he'll it when I'm done.
“Hey, sir? Do you by any chance have seen the painting of a woman in that creepy room?” I asked him since it's quiet.
“I am so sorry, Sir Brennon. I do not know” he said with a straight face. I just nodded and finished my food.
I went to that dark and creepy place, to look for that painting of a woman. Turned on the lights, but unfortunately, I didn't saw any signs of that painting. “Whatta bummer...” did grandpa hid it? If so, why?
With a feeling of disappointment, I went straight to my room. Feeling kinda tired so I fell asleep just by a seconds.
“Seriously Miss, where are you taking me?!”
“ no questions Davis...”
“What is this place Miss, it's pretty and creepy.”
“Can you at least answer that?”
“...”
“The sky is so pretty, right?”
“...*sighs*...”
“Well...yes it is.”
“Why do is there so many mean people in the world, Davis?”
“...”
“I-I...I don't know Miss. I guess it is what it is huh...”
“I don't know about your answer Davis, *chuckles*”
“Whatever, let's just enjoy this beautiful view”
“Yeah...”
*Davis pulls out a small container that contains smudges of oil paints and paintbrush*
“Wow! Davis, didn't you have such talent...”
“Mmmh”
“The night sky, full of bright stars and a beautiful full moon...AAAAAAA it’s so pretty Davis”
“Yeah indeed, Miss.”
Another weird dream...but? Why Am I holding a paint brush and painting a space-like view? Huh? Am I painting while sleeping? Weird?
As usual, the day came by. Mostly me not doing anything.
“Davis! Yoohoo!”
“What are you doing here? How did you find my hou-”
“Shush Shush Davis! Let's go!”
*the lady drag Davis to go somewhere*
“What place it is this time Lady?”
“Actually, Davis...I have no idea at all...”
“Then what’s the point of bringing me here, when you yourself don't have an idea at all”
“Oh, Davis...shut your mouth and enjoy the view!!!”
“...”
“LOOK VERY PRETTY! HAHA”
“...........”
“WOW!!! Did you see that Davis?! A shooting star!”
“...........”
“Another one! Gonna make a wish this time!”
“*chuckles*”
*Davis pulls out his small container to paint the magnifi view*
“You really like painting huh? Davis? You're so cool!”
“*chuckles* huh...well yes.”
Seriously, what's with my dreams...and I’M PAINTING SOMETHING AGAIN??? Not gonna lie this painting is more beautiful than the ones I'm doing while I'm awake. But why am I painting again?
And so I brushed it off and went with my day.
I played soccer on the field, since it's pretty big here.
When my ball went to a bunch of trees. I went to get my ball and looked around at the place. Huh? This place is familiar?
I walked away with a confused mind.
“Hey, Sir do you know what’s back there? Next to the field?” I asked the butler. “No clue, Sir Brennon. Only Master goes there.”
I nodded and went to the living room to watch some movies with a bunch of snacks in my hand.
“Looking for me?”
“Oh! Davis! You waited for me?”
“Miss, we've been going out every night for a week now. Of course, I knew you'd come and so I waited for you here outside my house.”
“Yeh...you have a point hahaha”
“Where are we going this time Miss?”
“This time it's on you, Davis!”
“Wh-what?!”
“Yep, you heard me right! It's on you! I want to see what kind of place are you interested in...”
“Oh...okay...there’s a place I always visit when I'm sad or bored...”
“Sounds cool, let's go, Davis! Lead the way, Sir!”
*I bring Miss to the place where you can see the whole neighborhood and a beautiful view of the night sky, that looks like you're on outer space.*
“Wow, Davis! This place is amazing!!!*
“Well, yeah. This is the first time I bring someone here. Since it's kind of a secret place for me.”
“I appreciate it, Davis thanks.”
“Now let's enjoy this beauty!”
*I pull out my paint stuff to paint again, but this time it's different. I painted this beautiful young lady in front of me. Why wouldn't you tell me your name?*
This is getting scary...I woke up inside my room...and I'm not painting a place...but a person? A beautiful woman...smiling while looking up in the sky.
I heard a noise downstairs, so I went there.
“Grandpa! You're back!!!” I said while running to Grandpa.
“Oh haha Brennon, son. It doesn't look like you miss me that much!” he said sarcastically
“Missed you so much, Grandpa! By the way...where have you been? You didn't tell me yourself...” I said to him. “Well, Brennon I came to visit someone very important.” he said with a sad smile. “Today, we're ganno have a movie marathon!” he said while holding a lot of snacks.
We are now in the living room, grandpa is sitting on his chair, while I'm lying on the couch.
The whole movie marathon was quiet with some small giggles.
“Grandpa?” I said because I wanted to ask something. “Yes, son?” he said in response. But, I remembered grandpa’s expression when I asked THAT question. So I shrugged it off. “Oh, nothing grandpa. It's nothing haha. Let's just focus on the movie” I said “Okay, son if you say so...”
I prepare something for Miss.
I want to surprise her this time.
*an hour passed*
“Huh...that’s strange, she's never late.”
“Nevermind, maybe she's on her way”
*2 hours passed*
*3 hours passed*
“Fine. I think I know her house.”
*She’s not here? Where is she*
*kept on looking for her, but she's nowhere to be found, even her whole family*
“Miss?” “Miss?” “Miss?”
“MISS?! MISS?! MISS?!”
*I’ve looked anywhere, she's gone. Gone*
*months later*
“Miss, you never came back…why?”
“Brennon? What are you painting? What’s all of this?” my grandpa asked, in shock. “I-i-i...i don't know grandpa!” I said confused and also shock.
“I guess it's time to tell you the story, Brennon, son.”
“She came from a wealthy family too, but her parents are the horror. Night time is her only free time. The first time I met her, was the first time she got out of her house without her parents knowing. She doesn’t have any friends, and it’s late at night and I guess she saw me sitting alone at the back of our house.”
“I never want to talk about her, because it made me really sad, thinking about all those memories.”
Grandpa told me the whole the story. “Why I dream about it, Grandpa?” “I don’t know Brennon. Maybe because of the brushes I gave to you…” “what about it, Grandpa?” “She made those, Brennon…” “why’d you give it to me then?” “Because I’m trying to get rid of her. I want to forget about her, son.”
“The day that she left, I want to say everything to her…but I didn’t made it. I can’t longer see her…all those years, she’s been trying to appear to my dreams, and I tried to find her…maybe because she knew I’ve been trying to get rid of her. She decided to comeback again”
“All these years, I’ve been trying to find her. And I never gave up, even though I married your grandmother. She’s always there.”
“It’s time to let her go, I can’t bring back the past.”
~ Stop trying to keep us alive. You can't force the stars to align when they've already died ~
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