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#16- Obachan
I stood frozen in the snow covered forest, still trying to grasp the leftover memories of what I had felt a while ago. It made me so joyful and carefree, like I’ve accomplished something incredible. They were all consumed now by my immense feeling of confusion.
I glimpsed at Whitey-chan. He was also standing stiff in the snow, stunned. We were both silent. A chilling wind blew through the trees and rustled their pines. I shivered, inspecting my surroundings again.
Before long, I had regained my voice and turned my head to face Whitey-chan. He was already looking me in the eye but nothing was happening like before.
“Did you do that, Whitey-chan?” I murmured, “Did you create that feeling?”
He furrowed his brow like he was concentrating hard.
“I don’t know,” he choked, shaking his head, “I’ve never done that before.”
He paused for a second.
“Oneechan,” he said softly, “Did you feel what I was feeling?”
I swallowed a lump in my throat. He knew what I was feeling.
I nodded, baffled.
Whitey-chan crossed his arms and turned away. He started wandering in circles, thinking.
“Whitey-cha—,” I uttered when I noticed Whitey-chan suddenly turning to look at something behind me. He beamed widely.
“Obachan!” he squealed, waving his arms vigorously in the air.
I turned around and was standing face to face with the strangest looking person I’ve ever seen in my life.
It was Whitey-chan’s Grandmother or Witchmother, if I was to call her something that suited her appearance more. Her hands were behind her back and she stood hunched over like goblin. She gave me a wrinkled smile with a tooth sticking out and with an old crackled voice, she spoke.
“Hello dear, you must be Ayumi.”
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