FAIRYtaleS

“Don’t stray too far, Claire.” I heard my mom shout from quite a distance.  The woods are really getting thicker in Forks. It was summer in Fontana and I came back here after moving to Paris. Indeed it was a hard task convincing mom coming back to this place after dad’s death 12 years ago.

My body-hugging Go Green tee was really suitable with the weather today. This pink Hawaii pants that my mom bought during the sales in 235 outlet was really useful.  With my hands tucked in my pockets, I walked sloppily through the dried soil which was originally mud during the winter.

                This forest was protected because it is a national heritage for America. After the long trip from New York, mom decided to rest her body at the spa. Not surprising at all. That was the typical mom that she had been after she became the leading director of FHM Magazine. It was all very euphoric for me at first. Slowly, it turned mom into a nightmare I never wanted. She became that mom who was too busy to make time in her schedule for me. But I get her. She’s really trying hard to keep herself occupied especially after the huge loss our family had. Things got worse as I was the sole heir of the family.

***

I loved the smell of the soft breeze during summer. It smelled like fresh kiwis sliced in Sushi King. Summer had always been my favorite of all time because it made me happy that I finally get the chance to work for my own pocket money. Its not that my mom doesn’t provides. She does. She always gives a lot more than I want to. It’s just that I envy other normal teenagers who works daily to earn extra money for a skateboard, surfing board, new Ray-Bans or even to earn a gym membership. I want a life too. A life that has colors. Living colors to shine in my future not colors from the past that leaves skids like crayons. Crayons. I’ve always hated it. Look what you’ve done to my life.

Cautiously I walked into the forest with my eyes wondering on all the living things around. It was amazing how the light shined through the leaves from the tree brought the sensation of love around this forest.  Darkness didn’t conquer the forest.  No sense of loneliness or anything. Suddenly, I felt peaceful at heart.

***

Continuing my journey to the heart of the forest, I didn’t exactly know what I was searching for but my heart kept telling me that something will find me here. The feeling of fear sometimes clutched me but instantly it went away.

“You don’t want this Paige. Leave immediately!” I heard my mind screaming those words throughout my journey through the forest. Finally, after a long hike using my favorite Converse, I reached my destination. At least that was what my heart told me.

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

***

I saw a small old hut on a tree almost fully wrapped with vines all around it but I could still see the outline of the hut shaped vaguely through the little light shined through the tree leaves. Only my heart as my sole guidance, I climbed up the tall stairs that was still built strong. The structure was really strong as it was built with rattans and tied tightly with a vine. I could tell that the builder of this hut was intending to keep this hut for a long period. Slowly I pushed the door open. Vaguely through the darkness I saw two names carved at the door.

                                                                CLAIRE+JUSTIN

I touched the carving and felt the texture of the carving. I confirmed that the name is Paige as the name was really deeply carved. My heart pounded intensely when I was about to enter. Even my thoughts of having a dead body in this hut shivered me.

 “Okay, Paige. You can do this! You are never a scare baby. You are no longer a kitty cat who’s afraid of craps and ghosts or even dead bodies.” I said it aloud in the woods. No one heard me. At least I heard an owl hoot back. This was my method to calm myself down.

It really helped me get pass through when I was moving to New York.

***

Surprisingly, I found the hut neat and clean. Except for some spider webs. I mean what do you expect?

***

I sat slowly on the small stool made of rattan in the hut. Still until this moment I had no single idea why I came here in the first place. Come on, remember you stupid brain! Since I was 10, I had temporary amnesia that made me forget a lot of stuffs that was really important. Once, I forgot that dad died. I searched for him everywhere. Mom cried and cried the whole day. She tried her best to explain where dad went. Imagine my mom trying to explain that dad died. Over and over again because I kept on forgetting them.  I owe her my life.

 At 12, my doctor gave me a lot of appointments and therapies to attend because my situation was getting worse. I kept on forgetting where I was and I even forgot my own name. Funny thing. Through it all, I saw dad every night tucking me into bed telling me to take care of mom and he told me too that he was alright and he’s always watching over me.

There was once when I asked dad to tell God to take my life because I was a useless kid and I always burdened mom by forgetting tons of things that I should have remembered. He giggled at my words which stumbled and juggled because I was always trying to find my words since I forget them a lot. I remembered precisely what he said.

“Claire, one day no one will be here standing next to you. You’re my angel and that’s why I keep on coming back here because I know you still can’t let me go. When no one’s going to be there for you, you’ll have to be strong for yourself. You’ll be surprised if you know what great things God have planned for you. I will always be there for you. In your heart. I love you princess.”

Gently, he stroked my blonde hair and I would always fall asleep after that. Amazingly, the next day I started remembering things that I did and doctors had no reasonable explanation for my situation. My mom exhaled happily. When I told my mom what dad told me yesterday, she frowned at first but then she burst into tears. I hugged my mom tightly. Right in front of me was my dad waving gently at me and telling me softly that I need to take care of my mom. We had a family hug without my mom realizing it.

***

Well, this place sure brings back a lot of precious memories that made me smile all by myself. I looked at my B.U.M watch. It was almost 5 in the afternoon. Oh no! Mom’s gonna yell at me for being late for her reunion dinner with her so called business friends.

Suddenly, my sight was captured by a mini underground storage. It was quite hidden as I was fascinated enough with the strong structure of this place. Frowning, I opened the storage easily as it was not protected well  by the woods that was of a different color.

It was a huge dusty pink book. As I was about to flip open the pages of the book which looked like an album, my iphone rang.

Huge and clear it was written on my iphone’s screen: MOM!

“Hello!”

“Claire, where have you been? It’s almost time for my reunion dinner. Don’t you remember my friends that we met at the..

Instantly, I cut her conversation.

“Mom, I’m still in the woods. I’ll be there in 20 minutes. Okay?”

“Oh you better be here young lady. We promised. Remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever mom!”

With my hands still clutched tightly on the pink book, I climbed my way down cautiously. Then, I started running back. You never know who my mother is. A promise is a promise. I don’t want anymore detention.

***

I took blonde hair from dad. Blue eyes from dad. Long legs from dad. Pearl white skin from mom. Slender and amazing body from mom. What a life!

I stared at my reflection back in the mirror. I was wearing a body hugging pink evening dress and pink Converse sneakers that I bought when I went travelling with mom at Fiji. Boy, was that trip great. I have my own credit card now which my mom pays for. It’s great to be the only child you know? It’s amazing.

I like to keep myself white, pretty and simple. I mean it’s not my fault that I have the almost perfect life. Seriously, when my friends tell me that I’m really pretty, I just answer with a smirk of smile. Deep in my heart I was screaming “JACKPOT!”

Still my heart was tightly tied to my strong bond with dad. Even when dad asked me to let go of him, I never mustered myself.  That’s why I could dad in the mirror wearing a pink coat and a pink bow. I slammed the door close. Mom never knew that I could still see dad during the evening.

“Dad!!!!” I screamed and approached him to give him a bear hug.

“No Claire Pie. That’s still not allowed in my books of rules. Remember, I’m only your vision. I’m what you want to see.” He still mustered a smile for me. We sat down on my queen-sized bed.

“Come on dad. It’s not like you ever went away. I saw you at Roosevelt’s dinner standing next to the guy who was trying to flirt with mom. That was so hilarious.”

“If I’m gone, doesn’t mean I want my lady to be taken.”

“And what’s up with the pink coat and bow? You look so gay, dad!”

“Hey, just trying to match with my princess here and you’re insulting me. I am disappointed.”

“Aww, dad, you know I was joking. You look as handsome as you were when you were in the Navy.”

“Thanks sweet pie. I would really love to stay and chat but it’s 10 minutes before the reunion dinner. You better hurry or not your mom will blow a gasket.”

“Okay, do I look good in this?”

“You always do. Good luck. Behave okay? Keep an eye on your mom for me.”

“I know you will dad. See you tomorrow.” My eyes bore into his beautiful blue eyes. I turned away and grabbed my Sony camera.

***

The dinner was such a success. Dad sat next to me when I was eating a vegetarian sushi I bought from the sushi parlor next door. Buffet contains too much calories. It’s not easy to maintain an amazing body like this you know? My mom was busy talking to her old friends that she hasn’t seen for a while. She looked young in her train dress and amazing hairdo that she did by herself. She doesn’t believe in saloons when they are dealing with her hair. She says they keep on ruining the vitamins in her hair. My mom’s hilarious at times.

I went back early and I urged my dad to follow me into the cab although he could just appear at the inn in a zap. I was lucky I could catch a cab. My mom frowned at me when I told her I was going to the inn early. Finally, she let me go when I gave her one of my puppy face.

***

I took a spare key from the receptionist. The cuckoo clock on the clock showed 11:30 pm. My body was exhausted because I had to force and muster a smile for all the oldies that came to my mom’s reunion party. There were a few Fork’s jocks that tried the pickup lines on me. My dad laughed at the pick up line a nerd was trying.

“Hey, baby do you have a library card? Cause I’m about to check you in.” Poor guy. I blurted out my whole wasabi onto his eye balls. The best part was I didn’t even have to apologize. He stroked my blonde hair and walked while licking the whole wasabi on his face. Wow. I never met someone that obsessed.

***

Dad was walking around the room analyzing stuffs around just like he always does. He’s very cautious in his every move. I placed my Converse neatly on the shoe rack provided.

“Hmm…” He frowned in disgust when he saw a rug with a white bear’s head sticking out at the entrance of my door. My dad has always been against animal hunting. That’s where I got my vegetarian habit.

Running into the washroom, I grabbed a short and a singlet for the night. I am planning to set the air-conditioner at 10 degree Celsius. While taking off my pink dress, something struck me. The huge pink book.

After wearing my comfy fat fluffy slippers on my neatly pedicured toe nails, I threw my dress into the laundry basket. I think I’ll call the laundry people tomorrow or either I can just donate the dress at the auction next weekend. Grabbing a Kit Kat bar, I slowly peeled the plastic off and approached my bed. For the first time, I agreed at this place is very cozy although it almost costed my life to convince mom that I didn’t needed a suite like her. I like to stuff a lot of things in a small space.

“Dad, let’s check out the book that I found in the woods. It’s really mysterious. Want to check it out?”  my eyeballs flickered as I saw dad change into pajamas’ in  the matter of a few seconds. He’s miraculous. I’ve always been proud of my dad. When he’s going to be gone, what am I going to do? Who’s going to tuck me into bed every night? Who’s going to listen to my heart? Who’s going to watch over mom?

Well, not any time soon though because I still want dad around till I turn 20. Or forever. I know I can’t keep him forever because his spirit needs to move on to. I smiled and swiveled towards dad who was busy trying to float in the air and grow wings.

“Dad? What are you doing up there? Get down here right now. Did you even hear what I said?”

“Yes, princess. The book you wanted to see, it’s under your bed.” Instantly, he landed right on the ground and looked like a normal person.

“Come on, dad. That is so unfair. Why can you track stuffs which are lost and I can’t. I told you to consider of taking me with you to your place.” I sulked pretentiously.

“Claire Connor, I thought we talked about these 2 years and 8 months ago. Didn’t you remember what I said? Now, rub that words in your face.” He faced away from me and lied down on my bed. Ignoring  him, I bent down and clutched the book in my grasp. Hmm. seems mysterious. I was still very doubtful about the names that I saw carved on the door of the small tree house. I should do another trip there with dad sometimes soon.

***

I brushed away the dust on the book. It seemed very old but well kept by its owner.  On the cover was:

 LOVE FOR CLAIRE AND JUSTIN.

On the first page was…

p.s. you tell me!!

baby,

you’re my number one

but i promise that you’ll never be the last.

awebslife:

While Miley Cyrus was whorishly flashing her bra leaving a gym in West Hollywood Wednesday night, the photographer asked if she could spare a smile. Miley dryly reported, “yeah right!” before jumping into the vehicle.

             

Hot or not? I’m saying nope, not this time.

oh gawd.

my dearest sweetheart justin, 

i know u r having a blast in ur life and u r so obssesed with pretty girls.

P.S. thanks 4 being so nice 2 ur fans

with your song baby that got 100 million hits i think thats a lot to be chewed down your throat.

i mean look at them!!boys even line up 2 watch you.

tallking about boys, that reminds me of BESBIANS,

dude, you have a lot of impact on the world. use it for good. don’t look back at your ugly past *if you have one.

dude, i don’t want to see you in your car shaving your head one day*shaving the cute hair.

going CUCKOO**-alan carr

i love your

*personality

*attitude

*hair

BUT

*not ur flirtish acts

dude, seriously BEYONCE? KIM KARDASHIAN’S SISTER? CHELSEA LATELY?

gawd. don’t b greedy honey. MEGAN FOXY??

my gawsh dude.

find me in facebook: christine  mening. 

i’m not popular**just a PS.

i am so sad to see that they are breaking up and becoming ex bffs now. that is so frigging sad 4 me.

dear selena,

maybe you should spend less time with mr taylor who has 6 packs adn make some room for demi. and demi has amazing heart that she wouldn’t backstab you and tell bad things to the media about you.

dear taylor lautner, 

can you please cut out your self thinking attitude and let selena have her own girl life with demi? i would really appreciate that if you actually think about that. 

it is just so breaking my heart when i see demi and selena are no longer bffs. weren’t you guys bffs 4ever?

emgee. i really wanna see you guys back together.

i have an addiction i can’t tell. but its positively cool. 

googling

“ellen marlow”

emgee.

addction.

can’t stop.

i love you.

have i told you how i hate cheap man that says i love you 4 no reason 4 example a guy named h*****. lol.sorry if u noe.