I went into my house and sat down on the couch for awhile as time passed and then the doorbell rang. My mom opened the door and let in my grandma from Richards side of the family then they both sat down on the couch as well. It was close to my birthday so Girtha (grandma) came over to give me a present; she did this every year, but before she have it to me, we all talked for abit. Things started getting erie and everything lost its color, turning shades of grey, white, and black. My mom and I got uncomfortable but didnt say or do anything. Girtha was done talking and decided that she wanted to give me the present now, so she turned to her left and started digging it out of her bag. Suddenly and subtly her appearance changed: her hair was up in 2 fancy bun things and she was wearing older, fancier cloths. She turned towards me and started coughing up blood but didn't even notice it. For some reason, the red in the blood was the only color that faintly showed. She handed me a box and there was an old, golden ring with a large white stone in the middle. When she talked, blood ran out of her mouth, leaking onto her cloths and some of it with momentum hit me. She started telling me that it was time to take me away somewhere- somewhere dark and that I was suppose to be. At this point my mom and I were unsettled enough that my mom told her we would be right back then she got up and walked to her room. I sat the ring down on the couch and followed my mom. I shut the door behind me, which for some reason it was a screen door, then went over to my mom. She started unlocking the window so that we could get out without Girtha knowing so I quickly helped her open it then I grabbed onto the top of the window seal and started kicking the screen, trying to get it to break, but I couldn't get it and then Girtha showed up on the other side if the screen door. I ran to the screen door and pushed against it so that she couldn't get in. "You better let me in right now. You're not going to get away." Said Girtha. She grabbed the door handle and started shaking it ferociously but I kept the door shut. Blood started splattering everywhere from her talking and shaking. She eventually realized that she couldn't get in so she slipped the ring through the door then told me,"fine. Just take this. One day you'll come find them and join them. Just wait. It will happen." The ring fell to the floor as I watched her walk slowly down the hall, into the living room, then vanish.
My mom and I walked out into the living room to see if she was gone then sat on the couch. She started locking all the windows and looking outside for her but I just sat on the couch. It was covered in blood splatters- so was my mom and I. My pillow was on the foot bench and it had cuts, scrapes, and writing in it, and just as if it was alive, it was bleeding from the wounds. I picked it up and there was something written on it that I could clearly make out but i don't remember anymore, and held it against me. I lied back on the couch in the grey atmosphere, with faint red blood strewn randomly, and started crying. I cried for about 5 minutes then woke up panting for air.