The Abandoned Children - PART 8

"Felice", Janet whispered. "We regret everything. If there's anything we can do to help these children.... You know that Mark and I can't have any."

Felice observed the children.

"Mak and Jant", she said and pointed at her aunt and uncle. Alice put her arms around Janet. Annie and Tom embraced Mark. They turned around and noticed Joe.

"Nce", said Felice. "Not da-a-a."

The children carefully approached Joe. Alice seized his hand.

"Grandpa."

Felice was astounded. Alice had said all the letters! And she wasn't afraid. None of the children were afraid. They prepared themselves to leave.

"Stay with Janet and Mark", Felice slowly said.

The children nodded. They understood!

"Mum", said Alice and pointed at the cabin. "House."

"You are always on her mind", Felice whispered. "You can always go there."

THE END

The Abandoned Children - PART 7

Annie's blonde locks of hair slowly landed on the ground. It was hard to recognize her, as she suddenly had shoulder-length hair. Felice was pleased.

Late in the evening, both Annie and Tom fell asleep. Felice laid awake and held Alice's hand. It was trembling and turning. Felice stared at the window and caught a glimpse of a red jacket. Janet? What was she doing? And it wasn't just her... Grandpa and Mark stood there as well! Janet caught sight of her and screamed. Joe clenched his fist and tried to keep his temper.

"What are you doing here?!" he furiously asked.

"What are you doing here?!"

Felice's voice was glacial. She held Alice close up to herself and covered the girl's eyes. Joe held a pistol.

"Fetch the brats", he grunted. "Felice!"

Alice wept. Felice brushed away her tears and whispered:

"Ftch Annii and Toom."

Alice nodded and disappeared into the house. She immediately came back with her two siblings. Felice thought that Annie's hair resembled a halo. Why couldn't the others love these children?

Joe almost ran up to the children and squeezed the heads together. He took out the pistol....

"No!" Felice screamed. "If you kill the children I will kill myself!"

Janet fainted. Mark appeared to be taken by surprise.

"No, Felice", he said with a calm voice. "You don't mean that."

"Yes, I do."

Mark desperately observed his niece. He pushed away the pistol.

"Take it easy, Dad. These children aren't that dangerous. Give them a fair trial."

Joe glanced at him.

"I'm sorry", he said. "I've done so many bad things, I've said so many bad things. These children are entitled to live, just as everyone else. I'm proud of you, Felice."

He started to weep. In the end, everybody sobbed.

The Abandoned Children - PART 6

Felice was eager to go back to the house as soon as possible. By a mere chance, she discovered the third child. At first, she only saw a black fluttering. Two brown eyes stared at her. It was Alice. She resembled a wild animal, never quiet, always in motion. Felice was surprised to see so much energy. The joy of living was flowing. She smiled and walked towards Alice who - for the time being - had calmed down.

"I won't hurt you", said Felice calmly.

Alice shut her eyes and stretched her hands.

"You're Alice. I'm Felice."

It was dead silent. Felice suddenly felt Alice's hand.

"Angl".

Just one word.

"Angel?" Felice asked. "Am I your angel?"

"Angl", Alice resolutely said and pointed at the cabin. "Angl prtect Aaalis, Toom, Annii."

Felice started to weep. She brushed away the tears. Alice wanted to show her something. What? The sound of pouring water was heard from a long distance. They saw a creek which Alice seemed to be very familiar with. She cupped her hand and drank.

"Wter", she contentedly said.

Felice drank it too. It tasted much better than the water which came from the tap. Alice suddenly looked anxious. "Angl. Prtect."

"Yes, I will protect you", said Felice.

Alice seemed to be relieved.

On the following night, everything happened. Felice had spent the whole day in the cabin and decided to stay the night. She had left a note on the kitchen table, hopefully it would explain. She claimed to be spending the night at Nelly's house, an old friend. Felice didn't like lying. But this time it was necessary. She could not leave the children in the lurch! They needed her. She took care of them in every possible way. The only thing she couldn't get hold of was milk. But it didn't matter. The children were used to water and had no objections to drinking juice. Felice wanted to comb the girls. Alice's long black hair was easy to deal with. Felice tied everything together. Annie's hair was covered with dirt. Felice observed Tom who sat at the corner of the house. She imitated a scissor. Tom nodded and ran indoors. When he came back, Felice seized the scissor and prepared herself.

"Ct?" Alice asked.

"Yes", said Felice.

The Abandoned Children - PART 5

Felice heard a scratching sound from one of the chairs. She snatched. The blonde girl came out. Felice took a few step backwards. The girl had a knife in her mouth. She took it out and held it near Felice's face. Felice was on the verge of pushing away the knife when the red-haired boy started talking. This seemed to calm the blonde girl, who dropped the knife. Felice breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the sandwiches. The children didn't seem to react. Felice shrugged her shoulders. She had done her very best. She could come back later.

Already the following day, Felice visited the children. They had eaten up all the food, but their shortage of liquid were acute. Well, Rome was not built in a day. The language was the first step. Felice understood that she had to learn the special communication of the children. This day, she brought along her portable tape-recorder.

One of the windows were wide open. Felice bended down and held up the tape-recorder. She pressed a button and watched the rolling tape. The children were talking inside the cabin. Felice heard the blonde girl saying something. It sounded like several drawn out a's.

"Aaalis?"

Alice.... Who was that? The blonde girl or maybe an unknown sister?

In the evening, Felice locked herself up in her room and listened to the tape. She scribbled down everything she could hear. Finally, there was a whole list of words which needed to be translated. It wasn't easy. She had to guess and ponder. In any case, Annie was the blonde girl and Tom was the red-haired boy. Consequently, Alice must be a sister. But was she dead or alive? There was a sentence which constantly appeared in the conversation of the children. Bles ae te pesecte. Felice didn't know how to interpret it.

But the answer came quickly. Grandpa read the Bible, which was very unusual. Felice passed by and happened to take a look at the text. It was from the Sermon on the Mount. Blessed are the persecuted. She had broken the code! The children simply lost a few letters.

The Abandoned Children - PART 4

Joe broke the silence.

"Don't repeat that, Felice. Otherwise I'll have to send you home. While you're here, there won't be a single good word about the Dyens children. As long as I live."

Joe left the room. Mark sighed.

"You shouldn't irritate Grandpa", said Jane reproachfully.

"But..."

"No arguing", Mark suddenly said. "You must learn to despise the children. That's the way it is."

The next day, Mark and Janet would visit a friend in town. Joe came along.

"You will be alone all day", said Janet. "Is that alright? You can eat the rest of the salmon, if you want to."

"I'll be fine", Felice mumbled.

She had a plan. Janet had been shopping the day before - Felice as well. Not as long as Janet, of course. But long enough to be able to buy a couple of things. Bread, meat, cheese, fruit and some vegetables. Enough to satisfy 3 children. And nobody had noticed it.

She watched the car disappear. As soon as it was out of sight, Felice ran to the kitchen and fetched the secret food supply. Janet's old work basket became a perfect picnic hamper. Felice buttered some slices of bread for herself and packed everything into the basket.

Felice felt as if she knew the forest inside out, she often made a mental note of things. She walked towards the house and searched for the children. The windows were covered by dust, she couldn't look through. The handle of the door was on the point of coming off. Felice carefully knocked at the door. No sounds, no reaction. She opened it and looked around. At the beginning, she didn't see anything - since it was rather dark. Later on, different things appeared. A wooden bench, a table, four chairs and a stove. There were four unmade beds in the corner.

The Abandoned Children - PART 3

"Anyway, she had an accident in the forest. Nobody knows what happened, I think she fell and hurt herself. She managed to get to the hospital all by herself."

"She must have suffered severe physical injuries", Felice mumbled.

"Well, everybody thought so. But that wasn't the case. Margaret got off with a few scratches. But her brain.... Her speech went wrong. It probably was a psychic smash too as well. She had a strange behaviour."

Mark stopped speaking.

A couple of days later, Felice took a walk in the forest with her grandfather Joe. He wanted to see the notorious children.

"We're almost there", he eagerly said. "You can see the hovel from here. They'll come out, you'll see."

A red ramshackle building appeared. Felice and Joe hid behind a stone. They heard distant sounds but didn't see anything. The door suddenly opened. Two little children came out, a boy and a girl. The blonde hair of the girl was sleazy and probably hadn't been combed for years. The boy was red-haired.

"They have food", said Joe. "But not much."

"We have sufficient. Why can't we give it to them?"

"Look at them", Joe snorted. "Those kids need a good thrashing, then they'll learn to speak decent."

"Strangls", said the blonde girl. "Da-a-a!"

The boy nodded.

"They've seen us", Joe noted. "Let's go."

"I want to stay", said Felice.

"Are you completely out of your mind?" Joe exclaimed. "There is nothing more to see."

"I agree with Dad", said Mark. "Those children are of no use."

"I've never heard anybody talk like that", said Felice.

"Neither have I", said Janet. "The children most likely embraced Margaret's speech."

They were sitting at the dinner table. Felice didn't like the hostile tone.

"If I could, I would take the gun and shoot the kids", said Joe and smiled contentedly.

Felice shuddered. Her own grandfather....

"I actually think they're cute", she said.

Mark stared into space. Janet shut her eyes.

The Abandoned Children - PART 2

One of the men took a stick and started to beat Margaret in the face. Her scream broke the silence.

"We can't have monsters like you", one of the women hissed.

The man pulled in the trigger. Margaret's eyes were pained. Bang! The fatal shot went off. The men threw Margaret's body in a hole in the ground and simply left the place. Ten minutes later, the children stood by the hole and watched their dead mother. Silent tears ran down their pale faces.

"It's easy to get lost", Janet indicated.

"Don't worry", said Felice.

Everybody were so overprotecting. It was as if they thought she was a little child.

"We just want to warn you about the forest", Mark said. "Or rather what you may see in it. And hear."

Felice shrugged her shoulders. It was summer vacation and she was visiting her aunt and uncle. She wasn't worried. But she still asked what Mark meant.

"People have heard strange sounds from there", he explained.

"What do you mean?" Felice wondered.

"Screams from the red hovel. Whatever you do, keep away from it. There are creatures in there and they aren't.... human."

Felice wrinkled her forehead.

"The progeny of Margaret Dyens", Janet explained. "She left behind three children. Or more, I don't know. That woman had a man in every village - before she went mad. I wonder who fathered the children in the house."

Janet shook her head and went to feed the cats.

"Tell me more", Felice begged.

"Is that so? You're getting curious", Mark laughed. "Okay, I'll tell you a thing or two."

They walked in the rain. Felice didn't complain, since she had her umbrella.

"Margaret came from an affluent family. She was disobedient and wilful. She broke the rules. The parents finally decided she couldn't live with them anymore."

"What happened to her?"

"She refused to became homeless and escaped to the forest. Built a bad house. She could have lived luxuriously, she had money. She probably stole a few coins from the parents."

"Maybe she was greedy", said Felice.

The Abandoned Children - PART 1

This story centers around 16-year old Felice who - during a summer vacation - encounters three orphaned children living in the forest. They are outcasts of society and have embraced their dead mother's odd language. Felice soon discovers the harsh feelings towards the children, particularly expressed by her own grandfather. Quite contrary to the hateful people in the village, Felice decides she will do everything in her power to help the children.

Up to now, this is my first and only "none eco-horror story".

(Eco-horror is a sub-genre of horror which feature animals attacking humans).

The sun was going down. The night would take over and all the sounds of the forest become silent. But the night wasn't entirely calm and quiet. It made Margaret afraid. The night meant danger and uncertainty. The humans came with horrible things, but the worst of it was the look in their eyes. She knew what they thought. We don't want you to be here. We're coming to send you away. You and your children. She was a good victim, all alone with the children in a ramshackle house.

Margaret turned around and watched the three children. Tom and Annie were asleep, but Alice was still awake.

"Aaalis", Margaret whispered. "Sss...."

The girl nodded and shut her eyes. Margaret finally fell asleep.

She was awakened by sounds. People were shouting, dogs were barking. Margaret saw three women and two men. They carried the dangerous things and some kind of fire which illuminated their faces. The women caught sight of her.

"There she is! There she is!"

The dogs plunged forward and fiercely yelped. Margaret held the children, she didn't want to let go of them - but one of the women brusquely took hold of her arm and dragged her away.

"Da-a-a!" Margaret screamed. "Da-a-a!"

The children understood and rushed off. They hid behind a shrub.