It was a dark night, rain was pouring and I was nervous. I could hear the groans and moans of the ghosts of the civil war union solders. I am 16 but I'm scared, I can't sleep. I call my mom into the room she understands my problem and tries to comfort me. Nothing works so she goes the extra mile to solve my problem. She is the bravest person I ever met. No one in the village dares to go next to hang man hill but she just walked out of the house and the last I could see of her was my mom walking up towards the hill. I waited an hour then another then finally out of the dark of the night she walked through the door and calmly said " everything's alright now go back to sleep." At first I was amazed at what she had done but then I was far more curious. I was wondering what she had done up there, just then I realized that the voices of the soldiers were gone. I don't know what had happened or how it happened but I couldn't stay awake to find out. My eyes slowly closed and I was so tired that as soon as my head hit the bed I fell asleep.My mom's name is Elizabeth Jessica Parker and is not the typical type of one. She lets no one learn of her past. The only one who knows about her is my dad. All I have ever been able to recover is that my dad met my mom in a forest and saved her life from then they started hanging out and soon got married.
My name is Tom Ward and I am 16 years old. I reside in a rather large farm house located in the village of Chipenden. I am not like all other teenagers for I have a curse a very horrible curse that I may hate while others may love. I am the seventh son of a seventh son. I know you're thinking that's pretty cool but what does that have to do with a curse? Whats so bad with that? Sorry to disappoint you but by being the seventh son of a seventh son I am able to see and hear paranormal activity. Other normal humans do not see what I see and do not hear what I hear so they may not understand the problems I'm going through. Along with this curse or gift I have been given I have a responsibility. It is my job to try to help ghosts to cross over by talking it into them. Well at least that's what my mom says. I am the youngest of brothers so I get caught up with most of the chores. My other brothers are 27, 25,23,21,19 and 17. All my brothers were born two years apart except for me and the second youngest John. My mom doesn't tell anyone this it's just that John wasn't meant to be he was an accident. She doesn't like saying this but she knows it's true. Anyway my dad is getting old and as a family tradition he has to look for jobs from my oldest brothers to the youngest which is me. Sadly all my brothers were token on as apprentices to locksmiths and blacksmiths and poulterers but I have been left out. All the jobs in the village have taken up and there is none left for me. None left other than being the apprentice of the town's spook. A spook is someone who hunts demons, witches as well as ghosts and ghouls and terminate them. No one hangs around him or even feels safe around him, but the truth is that they need him, without him all paranormal beings would take control of them and destroy humans.
My dad would only put me there if he was desperate and I really didn't want him to, but the fact is to be the spook's apprentice would be a job fit for the seventh son of a seventh son because to be a spook you must be a seventh son of a seventh son. In fact my dad doesn't want me to go with that job but my mom wants me to go with that. I don't know why, but she has been very interested in it. So, my mom calls the spook in and he observes me he asks me a few questions like, " What do you think about being a spook?" and so on. He then explains things about the job to me, to see if I really want to join him. He told me that the job is really hard and very lonely. You are not allowed to trust anyone nor hang out with anyone. While he kept rambling about the job I kept thinking, hey give me a break. This job is hard enough as is and now you're taking my friends and family away, back off! Just then out of nowhere I mistakenly blabbered out "what about my family?" He then stood up and embarrassed me to the most. " haven't you thought you're child any manners Mrs. Parker. Speak when spoken to and otherwise shut up." " ye..yes sir." I have never felt that mistreated before especially from someone I hardly even knew. Well, now I know what my life is going to be like if I go with him . Apparently I don't have a choice any more because my mom already told him that I'll take the job. Why on earth would she do that. She better have a good reason. All he said before he left was that it'll be 20 gold coins each year to take me on and that he'll be back for me tomorrow.
I already knew this deal was subsided and could not be moved. My fate was in his hands. Well, I thought to myself I might at least make through what I have at home for the last night. That night my mom cooked up a huge meal. Rabbit stew, potatoes, steaks, loaves of bread and rice. My mom only cooked like this for special occasions, but I guess this event could coincide with special occasions. My mom started up with the prayer then my dad went on how Oh I am a grown man now, I have a job, he'll miss me around the farm and blah blah blah. I almost wanted to leave after hearing his speech. I was really in a bad mood though so you can't blame me. My mom just forced me into a job she knew I didn't like without my consent. That just got me pissed off. Later that night after I got my bags packed, I tried lying down in my bed to sleep in it for the very last time. It was hard and in the end I found that it was impossible for me to fall asleep. As the hours went by I kept thinking what I will be doing as a spook's apprentice. My mind passed killing witches and stuff but I couldn't help but wonder that I am risking my life doing this job. I could get killed, but what the heck it's worth a shot. Be fore I knew it the clock struck six. It was morning and the aroma of my favorite breakfast was already blasting into my face. Bacon, eggs and bread. When I got downstairs I received a huge hug from my mother and was sent to sit by the table. I had a plate and dug in for seconds. After all it was my last day here, I should have some special privileges. As I quickly devoured my second plate and was going for my third there was a loud knock on the door. It was the spook. My mom tried to talk him into having breakfast with us to kill time but he kept declining. Well time for my farewell. I grabbed my cloak and head out the door. It wasn't much of anything but my mom and dad just hugged me and told my their byes followed by the I love you's followed by the good luck. What I didn't expect was that my dad gave me his tinderbox. He never even lent anyone that and now he's giving it to me. Wow. " Take good care of it for me will yuh." he said. My reply was obvious " I sure will. Bye, love you.
There was no carriage or transportation we had to walk about one hundred miles by foot. We were half way when we stopped for a break. We were going to spend the night here and I didn't like one thing about it. As we pushed aside some hay to make a comfortable enough bed the spook started telling a story about the farmhouse we were staying in. He said " long there was a cemetery here. After the great war between the two counties were over they buried all the dead bodies over here. In total there was over forty two thousand of them. A few years later some company from overseas came here looking to build a factory. They destroyed the cemetery and built the industry right on top of it. The disturbed souls as predicted by me got up from their graves and haunted the men out of their socks. They soon ran out of business and bravery to stay here. They left the place and had it taken down thinking that the ghosts would go down with it. They were wrong, everyone with half a brain known you can't destroy a ghost that was rather ghosts. Just two years ago, today some farmer that didn't believe in paranormal activity built this very farmhouse here. Soon the ghosts scared the crap out of him and he left, learned a lesson to. So watch as you sleep tonight you may have some uninvited visitors." I really didn't know if it was his intention to scare the wits out of me but he did. I couldn't sleep that night but after walking almost fifty miles I was forced to.
I awoke the next morning by hearing galloping. There was horses somewhere near. Suddenly I realized My body was vibrating. I got out of the covers and startled, I realized that we were on a carriage. When I asked the spook what was going on he said that there were to many ghosts for him to handle in there and that we were two minutes away from his house. We soon arrived and I was amazed at the size of his house. It wasn't a house it was a mansion. When we got in The spook warned me that he has an invisible witch in the kitchen cooking food and to not ever go in there. He showed me to my room and I quickly unpacked. He said to hurry up because dinner was going to be ready in five minutes. If I was late there was no food. I hurries it up a little. When I came to the head of the bed my attention was drawn to the wall. It was full with words and there was hardly any space between them. I looked closer and soon realized that it was not just words, they were names. TOM! I ran downstairs and sat at the table. The spook looked angry but he stayed quiet. Food was on the table. I started eating. While eating I began to ask him questions about the names on the wall. I said " while I was unpacking I noticed that there was at least one hundred names on the left side wall. Do you know anything about that?" " Yes" he replied. " those names were not just names they were the names of all the apprentices I took on before you. I could tell they were more brave than you and they could never be replaced so don't show any attention to the topic." " What happened to them?" I asked. " They died. They were killed by witches and boggarts."
" All of them? "
" Yes."
" I'm sorry."
" You should be."
" Tom, I am growing old and I might not be able to train any more children, so I am hoping to train you into being the next professional spook. Tom I have had my fare share in this business and have had enough. After you I am not training any more kids. I'm to old.Tom. you, are,
The Last Apprentice."
I already knew this deal was subsided and could not be moved. My fate was in his hands. Well, I thought to myself I might at least make through what I have at home for the last night. That night my mom cooked up a huge meal. Rabbit stew, potatoes, steaks, loaves of bread and rice. My mom only cooked like this for special occasions, but I guess this event could coincide with special occasions. My mom started up with the prayer then my dad went on how Oh I am a grown man now, I have a job, he'll miss me around the farm and blah blah blah. I almost wanted to leave after hearing his speech. I was really in a bad mood though so you can't blame me. My mom just forced me into a job she knew I didn't like without my consent. That just got me pissed off. Later that night after I got my bags packed, I tried lying down in my bed to sleep in it for the very last time. It was hard and in the end I found that it was impossible for me to fall asleep. As the hours went by I kept thinking what I will be doing as a spook's apprentice. My mind passed killing witches and stuff but I couldn't help but wonder that I am risking my life doing this job. I could get killed, but what the heck it's worth a shot. Be fore I knew it the clock struck six. It was morning and the aroma of my favorite breakfast was already blasting into my face. Bacon, eggs and bread. When I got downstairs I received a huge hug from my mother and was sent to sit by the table. I had a plate and dug in for seconds. After all it was my last day here, I should have some special privileges. As I quickly devoured my second plate and was going for my third there was a loud knock on the door. It was the spook. My mom tried to talk him into having breakfast with us to kill time but he kept declining. Well time for my farewell. I grabbed my cloak and head out the door. It wasn't much of anything but my mom and dad just hugged me and told my their byes followed by the I love you's followed by the good luck. What I didn't expect was that my dad gave me his tinderbox. He never even lent anyone that and now he's giving it to me. Wow. " Take good care of it for me will yuh." he said. My reply was obvious " I sure will. Bye, love you.
There was no carriage or transportation we had to walk about one hundred miles by foot. We were half way when we stopped for a break. We were going to spend the night here and I didn't like one thing about it. As we pushed aside some hay to make a comfortable enough bed the spook started telling a story about the farmhouse we were staying in. He said " long there was a cemetery here. After the great war between the two counties were over they buried all the dead bodies over here. In total there was over forty two thousand of them. A few years later some company from overseas came here looking to build a factory. They destroyed the cemetery and built the industry right on top of it. The disturbed souls as predicted by me got up from their graves and haunted the men out of their socks. They soon ran out of business and bravery to stay here. They left the place and had it taken down thinking that the ghosts would go down with it. They were wrong, everyone with half a brain known you can't destroy a ghost that was rather ghosts. Just two years ago, today some farmer that didn't believe in paranormal activity built this very farmhouse here. Soon the ghosts scared the crap out of him and he left, learned a lesson to. So watch as you sleep tonight you may have some uninvited visitors." I really didn't know if it was his intention to scare the wits out of me but he did. I couldn't sleep that night but after walking almost fifty miles I was forced to.
I awoke the next morning by hearing galloping. There was horses somewhere near. Suddenly I realized My body was vibrating. I got out of the covers and startled, I realized that we were on a carriage. When I asked the spook what was going on he said that there were to many ghosts for him to handle in there and that we were two minutes away from his house. We soon arrived and I was amazed at the size of his house. It wasn't a house it was a mansion. When we got in The spook warned me that he has an invisible witch in the kitchen cooking food and to not ever go in there. He showed me to my room and I quickly unpacked. He said to hurry up because dinner was going to be ready in five minutes. If I was late there was no food. I hurries it up a little. When I came to the head of the bed my attention was drawn to the wall. It was full with words and there was hardly any space between them. I looked closer and soon realized that it was not just words, they were names. TOM! I ran downstairs and sat at the table. The spook looked angry but he stayed quiet. Food was on the table. I started eating. While eating I began to ask him questions about the names on the wall. I said " while I was unpacking I noticed that there was at least one hundred names on the left side wall. Do you know anything about that?" " Yes" he replied. " those names were not just names they were the names of all the apprentices I took on before you. I could tell they were more brave than you and they could never be replaced so don't show any attention to the topic." " What happened to them?" I asked. " They died. They were killed by witches and boggarts."
" All of them? "
" Yes."
" I'm sorry."
" You should be."
" Tom, I am growing old and I might not be able to train any more children, so I am hoping to train you into being the next professional spook. Tom I have had my fare share in this business and have had enough. After you I am not training any more kids. I'm to old.Tom. you, are,
The Last Apprentice."
1 comment:
good story loves the back story behind it only one problem some when you put in a . space you missed that for only 4 sentences. good job :)
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