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Rated: E · Short Story · Supernatural · #2182161
A little boy waits by the rosebushes
It wasn't long since he'd been here. Two hours at the most. He did the same thing he did every time he came. He would dust away the ground and sit by the blooming rose bushes just listening to her favorite song bird sing a song of welcome to him.

"One day these birds will sing their welcome to you. I don't remember how long it takes but don't take too long to come back Jeannie. I'm still waiting. I always will be," said a little boy.

He wore dirty overalls covered in grass stains and had red hair that stood up as if he had put his finger in an electric socket. His laser blue eyes were shot with red veins. He didn't talk like a five-year-old and didn't act like one either.

"John Paul, where are you," hollered a bushy red head.

The boy scrambled up to stand beside the rosebush. It had been planted in the 1800's and now in the 2000's it was fully flourished. It was the only marker that pointed to the grave of Jeanne Green

"I've got to go Jeannie but please hurry up. I'm using my life points waiting for you."

"John Paul Green!"'

"Coming mama!"

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