Creepypasta: Virgin Mary's SaintCreepypasta: Virgin Mary's Saint2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It'd been quite some time since I last saw my grandmother. Her birthdays tomorrow, so my family and I are paying her a visit. There had been conflict between her and my mother over the past few years, truthfully, the reason seems unclear. There have been times when I ask my mother about it, but for some reason she always avoids the subject.
My mother, father and I have been in the car for a couple of hours, and we've nearly arrived at my grandmother's house. I rest my head on the window, staring out of it. Numerous houses pass by, streetlights gradually began to turn on as the day faded into night. Some flicker on and off, and others shine steadily into the dark. The neighborhood looked... abandoned. Most of the bushes and shrubbery were overgrown along side houses that appeared to be broken in appearance. The screech of the break signaled that we had arrived at our destination.
"We're here," my mother spoke up from the front seat. I grabbed ahold of my bags that h
I RememberI remember the last time I saw her face.I Remember2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her beautiful hazel eyes, gorgeous long brown hair and a stunning smile that could warm anyone's heart. She was the one who always, no matter what, helped those in need. Those who were broken. She had a rare heart, especially when times were so hard. Her adorable, tinkling laugh echoed through my ears.
I remember when we held hands, went to the movies, went out to eat... Man, the way she ate was strangely cute.
The last time I saw her face.
I remember, it was when she crossed that street so she could wrap her arms around me in a "Welcome back!" hug. The traffic light, still colored green, and we were caught up in the excitement of finally seeing one another again after two entire years. That excitement died as I saw the one I loved most taken from me.
I saw what was left of her after the truck roared away. She... was in pieces.
I remember-- the last time I saw her face