Apple Tree: Part Two

As she regain caginess, the girl stood up quickly and looked all-around her. She was in the middle of the woods, next to a big pond with a big house beside of it. She felt a slight headache and the pain in her stomach was gone. “Hello! Hello Miss Lady!” Yelled for the lady that was in the fog. All that she could hear was her echo and chirping in the pond. When she looked at the house, all she saw was candles in the windows. Then she remembered her bags, but the bags were left at the graveyard. She then started to walk towards the house. When she got to the long walkway from the pond to the house, she stopped. Then an old looking woman appeared in the top floor window. The old woman stood there looking at the girl for like one minute and walked away.

As the girl was about to walk up the walkway, be hide her in the pond was a loud noise like someone was coming out of the water and made an extreme coming up for air breathing sound. The girl turned around and saw nothing. Not even the pond was touched. She got scared and ran up the walkway and knocked on the door. She knocked on the door, no answer. She knocked on the door twice, no answer. Then she heard bubble sounds from the pond. She became very scared and started banging on the door. The door rushed open. “Please don’t hurt me! Take anything you want but don’t hurt me!” Begged the old woman. “No! No! Am not going to hurt you, I need your help please.” Asked with fear in her voice. “Come! Come!” Said the old woman as she let the girl in and close the door.

“Miss thank you so much,” Thanked the girl. “I do what I can. Come, come sit down in the living room” Said the old woman as she showed the girl to the living room. When they both sat down on the couch, the girl looked around the room. The room was filled with 17th century paintings and luxury couches and a southern styled room. “Why are you so deep in these woods and what’s your name?” Asked the old woman. The girl rubbed her arm, looked around the room, and looked at the old woman. “Um well I don’t think I should give you my name right now. I feel unease right now. So much stuff happed tonight, I can’t even count. I really don’t know how I got here. I was in a graveyard, but then I ended up near your pond. Are you from America?”

Then the old woman answered “Oh no, am from Skopje, Macedonia in Europe. I moved here in 1945. But back on subject, why were you in the graveyard?” Sadness got on the girl face and the girl answered “I ran away from home and stopped at the graveyard to take a break.” “Why did you run away from home?” Asked the old woman. “I was in an abusive home, I couldn’t take it no more and so I left. I rather be in a graveyard then there.” Answered the girl. The old woman held the girl’s hand and said “I understand where you’re coming from. I left Skopje because of my father. He made me blind.” “You’re blind? You sure don’t look or act like you do.” Said the girl in surprise. “I have great hearing” Said the old woman. “Do you believe in ghosts or like supernatural things?” Asked the girl in an embarrassed way.

“Yes, why do you ask?” Old woman questioning the girl. “Do you think the woods and the graveyard are haunted?” Asked the girl. “Of course I do, why wouldn’t be.” Said the old woman as she smiled and laughed. “My families deal with supernatal things in Skopje. Me and my three sisters did Skopje ceremonies. I have seen a lot of things.” “Have you seen woman with a white dress, black angel like wings, no eyes, and no legs in these woods or in graveyard.” Asked the girl. Old woman laughed, “You must have been terrified to remember all that and no, am blind remember. Did you eat an apple from the apple tree in the graveyard?” “Yes…is something wrong?” Asked the girl puzzled. “Do you know the real story about the apple tree, not the two lover’s comede suicide, that’s not true, but the real one?” Asked the old woman. “No, what is it?” Asked the girl.

The old woman crossed her legs and began to speak. “Before the Europeans or the Spanish came here, this was Seminoles Indian area. When they were here, the apple tree was the only apple tree around them. So they did Indian ceremonies around the tree. Some was good and some was evil. The Indians buried their loved ones near the tree. As time went on, the Europeans came over. The Europeans attacked the Indians and ran them out of the area. Some Europeans died during the attack, so they unburied the bodies, threw the bodies in the deep woods, and replaced it with their bodies. Further into time, salves were beaten, whipped, and killed on or next to the tree. Now theses days, so many teenagers come to do witchcraft or demonic ceremonies around the tree it aint even funny.

I bet theirs three or four portals to the other side or maybe one from hell is around here.” “How do you know all this?” The girl stunned. “Wise people before you were born.” Answered the old woman. “Do you know how to get back to the graveyard?” Asked the girl. “It’s a path to the right of the house that leads to the graveyard. I wouldn’t go right now. You should stay the night, it is best.” Said the old woman as she stood up. They both agreed and the old woman showed the girl to a room. When the girl got in the room, she went straight to bed.

An hour later, the girl woke up in a panic. The girl was forced down in the bed and couldn’t move. Lit candles filled the room and a beating heart was levitating over the girl. The old woman was beside the bed hovering her hands over the bed chanting. The girl was terrified to death. The girl saw a butcher knife on the nightstand beside the bed. Then the girl put all her might fighting the evil force that was possessing her and grabbed the butcher knife. When she grabbed it, she quickly lugged the butcher knife and cut the old woman’s leg off. Blood went everywhere. The possession was gone and the heart on top of the girl and the heart were still beating. Then the heart flew in the hand of the old woman that was lying on the floor in pain. “Your soul will be mine!” Yelled the old woman with pure evil in her eyes.

The girl ran towards the door. Before the girl could make it to the door, the old woman began squeezing the heart. The girl fell to the ground. She felt like life was draining out of her. When she felt her chest, there was no heart beat. Then she realized the old woman had her heart. As the girl craws towards the old woman, the old woman squeezed harder. The girl fought it and got to the old woman. The girl crawled on top of her and with all her might; she punched the old woman in the face. Every time the old woman got hit, the old woman releases some pressure. When the old woman let go of the heart, the entire girl’s energy came back and began punching her harder and faster. For a few more minutes, the girl got tried. The old woman laughed. Then the girl grabbed the butcher knife and the cut the old woman’s head off.

The girl grabbed the heart and was in horror. She got up, and found a small bag beside the bed on the nightstand. She then put the heart in the bag. Hearing the heart beating made her sick to her stomach and watching it respirate. She took the bag and the butcher knife and left towards the path………………………………………..