Write a story that includes: twins, a 12-layer cake, a house
that seems to be haunted but isn't…
It was the wedding to everyone was waiting for. When
Christine would exchange vows with Michael. She with her sun-kissed hair, tied
up in a French bun. He waited for her at the end of the aisle, with his best
friend Thomas standing by his side, holding the ring. Thomas had been his best
friend since they met in third grade. It started on a bad note actually. He had
tried to trick Michael during a particularly important track event. Michael had
caught the fib, but had made a joke about it. They have been friends ever
since. Thomas's twin sister, Teresa had joined them for most of their games
when they were younger. And they used to pretend to go off on life-altering
adventures.
Christine walked down the aisle, holding on to her father's
arm, smiling radiantly. Michael couldn't help but feel a pinch of pride. This
girl, the girl everyone wanted to take out for the senior prom, the girl who
topped the science class and represented school in all the exchange programmes,
the girl who was as cheerful and nice as children on a spring day, this girl is
now going to be his better half. Why, even Thomas had secretly harbored a crush
on Christine. But being the nice boy he was, he had quickly brushed it aside
after Michael said he wished he could take her out to the local burger shop.
Together, Christine and Michael would make their new house - a mansion if it
may be called so, thanks to the Mathew's good fortune in the leather trade,
into a loving home. They plan to have three kids - the first one in two-three
years. And maybe a pet dog to complete the family picture.
The ceremony goes by in a whirlwind. Before they know it, it
is time for the party to move indoors. The usher announces the newlywed’s first
dance together. Slowly, Christine turns in her spot as Michael tries to not grin
like a child. The most beautiful memory together that is what they are going to
build.
Suddenly, there is a scream from upstairs. Michael rushes,
followed by Thomas and a couple of his relatives. They find Teresa in the
washroom upstairs, shivering like a child - pointing towards the window. Thomas
guides her to the kitchen and gives her something to drink. By this time, the
guests are disturbed. They start talking. They talk of how neighbours had said
the property was cursed after the Senior Mathews's death. How they could see
the light in the attic turning on in some nights, even though they knew Michael
was never there.
To stop all the rubbish talks, Michael decides to wrap-up
the party soon. He tells the wedding planner to bring out the cake. The cake
will cheer up everyone. They had chosen a 12 layer beautiful fresh cream cake
for the occassion. He had made sure that the caterers knew how to make it taste
soft without making it gooey. And she had chosen the cream toppings for the
cake.
But, Mr Bondeux comes rushing back, holding a plastic grin
on his face.
"Mr Michael, you must come at once".
Michael doesn't think he can handle another shock today. He
follows the man into the dining hall. As he enters he can't believe what he
sees. On the floor is in his prized cake. The cream had splattered onto the
counter and under the table. And there, standing on the side, were three kids.
He moves closer. They step back. He realises they have not had a shower in
several months.
"Hello" he says.
"Hi" says one of the kids, sheepishly. Michael can
detect some cream stuck to his hair. He smiles.
"So, you are hungry?"
"Ah haan. But we didn’t want to steal. It was just that
we saw the cake there, and usually no-one comes to this house. So we thought we
could take some. "
"So you are the ones who have been taking stuff from
the kitchen all these days?"
"No. We thought we would keep them back. But the week
has been difficult. We couldn't find no work"
"Could not find any work".
"Huh"
"Never mind. Where do you stay?"
"Here, this is our house."
"Oh. Hmm. Something has to be done about that"
"What no. Don't throw us out"
"Oh don't you worry. I have the perfect idea for you
all", he said, smiling.
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