The Beginning Of ‘T’ As A Letter!


Karch and Frank then travelled to the Bishop’s house. The Bishop had rented out a room in a compound in the city they all lived in. He was still busy with his church members when they arrived at the compound. Karch was a bit scared and surprised about what Frank told him. Frank’s visions made him think about his grandparents who had passed away. When he was still a boy, I mean he had spend the longest time avoiding the pain in his heart. The prophet was done helping his church members. Frank and Karch were sitting outside when the door opened. The prophet was assisting two women, who went out of the prophet’s room first. The prophet went out last and immediately smiled when he saw Frank. He did so handing out both hands for a hug. Frank stood up and hugged the Bishop’s just as they greeted each other. Frank then introduced Karch to his Bishop while giving him two black shopping plastics full of grocery. They purchased on their way to the Bishop’s room. The prophet invited them to enter his room. Frank then asked his prophet for help, mainly about the two vision he saw and told Karch about! The Bishop did confirm that it was true, Karch had to see the his grandparents they way they appeared in Frank’s visions. He confirmed the matter preparing water to give to Karch. To bath with everyday and drink on the given time. He accepted the water and the Bishop instructed them to close their eyes. He was about to pray and they did so. Allowed him to pray and said Amen at the end of the prayer. It was getting late and Karch had to travel back home. He was still not sure about who he had to see. But had a clue and only needed to see a photo of his grandfather to confirm the matter. They left the Bishop’s room and compound. Went back to Frank’s house and Karch left Frank’s house in a hurry as it was already late. He travelled back home thinking about how he will tell his mother about what he had just found out! But first he decided to stop by his aunt’s house. To check out his grandfather’s photos as he had to have a clue of who he was to see in his visions. He quickly did so and went back home as fast as he could. He arrived home and entered his home. Found his mother cooking dinner, he then decided to inform her about what Frank told him earlier on. His mother did not allow him to tell her the entire story. She immediately begun shouting at him just after he spoke about the visions. His mother instructed him to go to school directly and return back home after school. Not to mention telling that whatever he was speaking about is just pure nonsense. Karch stood up for the chair in the kitchen, angry. Went to his room and kicked himself up as it seemed useless to think about Frank. That is when he decided that he had to spend sometime without seeing Frank. Apart from trying to forget about the visions for good. Only thing he had planned to do was to wash up with the water and drink for the given period. Then after that he will have to let fate decide on its own! Karch did what he had decided to do, stayed far away from Frank and Lucas. ………………………… Three Years Later .……………………… It was on a weekend, Karch was lazy and he had to do his chores for the day. He had dreamt of his grandfather pointing at a spot just outside his home. He had the strangest feeling as it was like his grandfather knew where he had to dig. He never knew what he was to dig out, he sat down for a few minutes thinking about the vision. Apart from three vision which included him seeing a silver crown. His grandmother sitting on her throne next to her twin brother’s throne. Which had the DH logo on it and it made him think that it were two sticks. The last vision was about his grandmother sitting next to a certain young woman. Who wore white clothes like her. They appeared like Angels and they were sitting on the floor. Big problem was seeing the woman’s face. The visions made Karch to remember Frank and what he had told him. He finally got up to do his chores and that included cleaning out the yard he lived in. To doing a mini farm just opposite his home. Just after he had finished cleaning up the yard and had removed the Clover trees which were planted by certain traditional healer’s. His mother had asked him to do the garden across the Street as it was near the bush. He had carried his tools out of the storeroom. He had already washed up his face, brushed his teeth and ate breakfast. He did so quickly so that he could work and finish up before the sun becomes hot. Especially near and after twelve o’clock. He began cleaning up the yard and it took him two hours to clean it up. He then decided to head on to cleaning outside his home. Just opposite the boundary and near the balustrade used as fencing around the conversation area. He had cleaned up the land to a point whereby he came across his a lot of scrap. Mainly tins and Rhodium which was a red-orange painted three sided metal. Written the name EDBLO in Capital Alphabets with five holes. Two holes in the middle are in square shape. Two holes in circles shape on one side and the other side had one hole. The metal had looked like the Golden Gate Bridge. Little did he know that he had found his treasure. He then continued to clean up the land and stopped just as it became hot. He did so while carrying the tools back to the storeroom. Then took the metal had it cleaned up using water and a brush. It had rusted and looked like the metal was painted using red paint. But it was washed off as the paint on the metal appeared orangish and yellowish. Karch had not begun digging on the same spot he saw his grandfather pointing at in a vision he had two months earlier. He had planned to resume work on the following day early in the morning. He had already dug out the red-orange painted three sided metal. Together with a piece of cloth which had a flower with five flowerets. Together with a the decorations on it. The cloth was Green in color and the decorations on it were in color White and Gold. ………………… THE END OF PART 02 …………………

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