Read THE CURSE OF THE SCARLET MOON SAGA :: CHAPTER 4 A CARGO TRUCK!

Crying will never do any good,

It will be just another puddle on the ground,

Your tears will be as cold as ice.

P. F. CANYUL

I had a quieter night, I managed to sleep 4 hours and they were like a breath of air, I was a very light sleeper and woke up when I heard a door open as I made sure it was nothing bad, I slowly opened my eyes. It was 4:00 am.

My father had arrived, when was the last time he had tucked me in and kissed me, a lump formed in my throat, I tried to calm down, it was not the time to behave like a child.

I got up since I couldn't get back to sleep, I went to my bathroom and turned on the shower; it was what I did every day, as usual I took a matching pair of pants and grabbed my hair in a ponytail I headed to the stairs I wanted to prepare my breakfast and go to school early, for some strange reason I made ham rolls again. I finished some homework I had pending and left the house.

As I walked by the mailbox I didn't want to turn around I could see the box, I wondered if that puppy was still there. If it really was a puppy, something about him had caused me fear and when I saw his eyes, fear invaded me, I also had the theory that I could imagine everything because of the stress of the previous day, I was very paranoid, of course they could not blame me, my life was not easy. I continued my way to school, I just hoped it would be better than yesterday.

The day went by without incident, only one or two insults from my classmates, I was able to eat in the library while I studied, Eduardo also tried to talk to me twice, but when he noticed that I intentionally ignored him he stopped insisting, I could see that he was curious about me, however, I was not going to let him get close to me, I didn't want to hurt anyone unintentionally.

When I got out of my last class I ran to the exit I didn't want to run into anyone at the school's door, besides, I had to buy some materials for my next art project, while I was buying my materials it got dark I had taken too long choosing the watercolors I wanted. Suddenly I remembered that I would have to pass by the mailbox, I wondered how that puppy was doing, and as if I couldn't control my body I went straight to him, there he was and he looked skinny again, his fluffy fur was sticky and he looked pretty dirty, had I seen him wrong yesterday? A dog could get sick from one day to the next and then recover? I didn't understand what was happening but I still felt sorry for him and I didn't want to abandon him, something in me asked me to take him with me, to have compassion and not leave him in the dirt of a box, suddenly I remembered that I had bought a pack of sausages, after choosing my watercolors, I said to myself, "Are you alone, my friend?

-Are you alone, buddy? Are you hurt? - it was pretty ridiculous since dogs didn't talk, but I was trying to strike up a conversation with one, it was clear I was a loser.

I took out the sausages and offered him 2, I could notice his slow movement it was evident that something was hurting him, I wanted to help him and take him home, but that would upset my father he hated animals.

- You can eat this too, I'm sorry I can't take you home. - I kept talking to him, I didn't know if he understood me, but it had been a long time since I had talked to anyone.

-Woof Woof -two little barks answered me, my eyes lit up this puppy could understand me. I smiled and left him 2 more sausages, then forgetting my golden rule I petted him at that moment I felt a kind of electric energy going up my palm I let out a scream of the impression, I tried to calm down and reason I was starting to get scared because it was already dark I should not be afraid, this little guy was very adorable the most unfortunate thing was alone just like me, that's why I hoped to see him tomorrow to give him more food.

I continued my way home without saying goodbye, I had not reached the middle of the avenue when a truck loaded with chickens turned sharply, I could not react the sound of a horn was heard, but I was paralyzed I could only close my eyes with strength and wait for the impact if this did not kill me probably would destroy all the bones in my body.

A thousand thoughts crossed my mind, the sudden memory of mom, the teachings she gave me and her delicious cookies, the dimples on her cheeks every time she let out a laugh, the times she blew my wounds while with a sweet voice she sang to me, how kind and loving my father was when she was alive, also the promise to be very happy, but how can I be happy, when a cargo truck comes out of nowhere and wants to kill me, when a manhole is not properly set and I fall into it, when a tree suddenly falls killing my neighbor's cat in front of me after petting it, when my birthdays have become the days I hate the most or when not a single day goes by when I don't see ghosts and demons.

How come she was smiling, only on her bed when she was dying she acted strangely.

I continued thinking about these things, when I noticed that the impact never came, I opened my eyes slowly and noticed that I was sitting on the pavement very close to my house, I got up with my legs shaking, what had happened? I looked around me, there was nothing strange, I was shaking from head to toe.

I started to check myself, patting my body all over, how was it possible that I was still alive? I pinched myself to see if I felt any pain, the burning I felt calmed me down even though I couldn't explain how I had reached the other end of the avenue.

-Woof - a little bark made me jump, when I lowered my eyes to my feet I noticed that the puppy was sitting there next to me, he looked healthy, his fur was fluffy and he was chubbier, it was clear that I was going crazy?