Ertifferrah Written By: Elay Understood CHAPTER 29 WHERE ARE YOU?...Elay TV Content Creator

 




In Ertifferrah’s bedroom, her mother knocked on the door and entered.  Hearing no response, she decided to check in on her, sensing that something isn’t right.  To her knowledge, Ertifferrah had been asleep for quite some time now.


“Ertifferrah, Ertifferrah, my daughter, sorry to intrude, but you’ve been asleep for some time now and I–”


She paused, taking note that her daughter wasn’t in the room, and continued walking through the room to check for anything else unusual.  There was something wrong, but couldn’t lay her finger on it.  Being that her daughter had come of age, she had told herself that she wouldn’t pry through her possessions anymore even if she sensed something was awry, for she valued and took pride in honoring her daughter and respecting her privacy a value she didn’t want to violate.


As she turned to exit, the wind blew and stroked the wind chimes that Ertifferrah had affixed in a corner of her room by her vanity.


Her mother remembered the day her daughter brought home those chimes. They had been a gift from her great-grandmother.  Pleased to see that Ertifferrah still had them, she walked over to take a look; picking one up, she stroked her fingertips lightly across the chimes, but her focus quickly turned from them to what she saw on the floor; the sleeping potion, broken glass, and blood.


“Oh, my…” Expecting the worst, she began to panic.  Not knowing where her child was and seeing those articles on the floor, she suspected that Ertifferrah had tried to take her life.


She knew her daughter didn’t enjoy looking from the other balcony window that rose several feet from the ground because Ertifferrah said it wasn’t a good view. But it is in such cases as this, that the unexpected is exorcised by the non-traditionalist. 

Quickly racing up the winding white stone stairwell, she looked down, from the opened window hoping not to see her daughter on the receiving end of the pavement below. 

  

Grateful for what she didn’t see, she went back to the vanity to return one of the wind chimes she had taken down. Standing on her tiptoes, she re-hooked the wind chime. 


Losing her balance,  she fell upon the floor in front of the mirror, and when she slowly lifted her head, her eyes fell upon not her own reflection but of the young lady
in the mirror, sound asleep.

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