It's Hard To Say...

It was a long day and Mary Jane had just finished walking back to the Inn.

The Inn Keeper greeted her as always with a smiling face and the tilt of his head.

She smiled back ever so lovingly.

The conversation was bustling with loud gasps from different corners of the room.

Everyone was chatting about the mysterious creature lurking about in the woods.

The Space Cadet was overheard by Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. It was small and fat like the size of a cat.

Watson chimed in and said I heard Lorenzo and Pam say it was as big as sasquatch.

The whole Inn was buzzing with all the commotion and then all of a sudden without any warning all the lights went out.

It couldn't be.... oh do you think?

It's hard to say.... I really couldn't tell!

All the guests ran for their rooms. Bang, bang, bang, the doors slammed then there was a loud Boom!

It is as if a gunshot rang through the night's muggy air.

Praise was sang our prayers have been answered.

Someone must have got that scary creature or chased it off into the desert.

Coyotes barked, and wolves howled at the moon.

Everyone would find out sometime soon.

What was the creature and what size could it really be.

Some people imagined it was as big as a tree.

But not me, I can tell you when I shut my eyes to sleep that night I held my blanket extremely tight.

I heard scratching and whimpering coming from the side of the Inn.

So I wrapped my head inside of my pillow and told myself the noise was coming from the weeping willows and do not give in.

Once my imagination starts there is no stopping it then.

The next morning everyone gathered together hoping for good news.

But not Mary Jane, she rolled over in her bed snuggling in her warm cozy blankets as she continued to snooze.

Nothing had been learned about the creature who wandered the streets at night and lingered in the shadows during the daylight hours.

Everyone could feel this eerie feeling as it hovered overhead just lingering in the atmosphere.

They all held their breath not knowing what to do next.

The clouds began to roll in as the loud thunder cracked and a storm was brewing.

The town's people all ran for shelter feeling helpless and off kilter.

What no one knew was the thing lurking in the dark was all the unsaid things that the townspeople kept inside in order to keep their small town peaceful.

It was the resentment building up over time and the only way to save themselves was learning how to let go...

As the darkness grew outside with each stormy Grey cloud the dark shadows continued creeping in.

Shapeshifting, swirling around, and surrounding Mary Jane's bed.

The room grew cold and scarier with each new minute.

She was startled and now suddenly awake filled with terror.

She prayed in fear, asking the creator for protection from the shadow-like creatures.

Mary Jane had a lot to let go!

She was not good at letting things go.

It was a terrible characteristic flaw that she developed over the years.

As the stresses and problems continued to grow the tears began to flow and flow.

When she finally dragged herself out of her bed she ran to her friend Mr. Ken Tuckey.

He was a very wise old man who she trusted and thought could help her move forward.

His best words of advice to her…. You can still care and still let go.

Grieve, so you can move on!