Soul Carrier

Growing up I always loved listening to old wise tales. I liked the ones that everyone said were true but never could prove it. I remember one that I will never forget. I believe it now to be true because I witnessed it but I cant prove it. like everyone else who swears by their old story I gotta say I would by mine too. I seen it but I cant prove it.

I was about 27 years of age and was working at this cute little 33 room mountain side motel in Durango Co. and I loved it. It was so beautiful and refreshing. I live there too because I liked being in the mountains and just a couple miles from the little Town. Durango was a tourist town it had the Train and was close by Mesa Verde ruins and in between the two Ute reservations .You could walk out of any place and were surround by mountains and it smelled so good every morning I would rise get my coffee and go outside and sit on the steps of the rooms I cleaned and take in all the aromas and beauty. I appreciated it and I thought to myself there is a God cause this place is so dang pretty. One morning I was enjoying the scenery and I looked down to the old victorian looking house just across the street . I noticed something different there was a bird atop perched up high like a statue. I thought to myself wow that's cool. I couldn't see what type of bird so got up and walked down the hill driveway to get a better look. I couldn't believe it I thought to myself is that a owl." Can it be no it cant be" I thought out loud. Just i completed he words the owners son asked "what" like always he startled me. I turned around and yelled "damn you Blake you scared me." He laughs of course he enjoys sneaking up on me just to see me jump. He giggles and makes fun of me for a minute then he asked me. "what, what cant it be ?" I gave him a dirty look but I had to ask him What is that over there on that house "Is that bird up there." He looked and looked and said "thats cool its a owl ." A owl I thought and then I remembered a story I heard once when I was younger and thought whatever that's a old wise tale it cant happen or be true. "Wow that's odd but cool." I said. Blake looked at me like he always does with a puzzled look on his face ." Your a strange cookie girl. I ask my dad why he lets you live and work here and every time he tells me to mind my own business." Blake says as we continue the walk to the main office to get the list of rooms we were cleaning that day. I laughed at him because he was being retarded trying to get under my skin just to get me flustered. He liked doing that too. Blake Blake oh if I didn't enjoy your company I would never talk with I thought to myself. The day flew by it was a easy day not too much to do. I would say we were done just as the sun started to go down. I told Blake "drinks and jacuzzi boy you could get something you have been wanting tonight if if your lucky." I teased him. He got a serious look on his face and quietly told me in a low voice "you had better not be teasing me girl cause I will put a spell on you and you would never be able to let me go." I laughed at him and said whatever. we agreed on drinks and jacuzzi. We walked down the hill to his little spot here at the motel. He lived here too. We got into his Jeep and went up to the liq and bought some sweet tasting wine and mini shots. When we drove back to the motel I told him why I was so amazed and so weirded out about the owl. You know Blake when I was little my family and some friend would get together and exchange stories like the lady that killed her kids by drowning them in the river and when she died her soul became a ghost that cried all the time up and down the river. La Llorona. Well this is similar a story I once heard. Soul stealers is what I remember it being called or something like that. Anyways Owls are carriers sometimes owls are soul collectors. They at times wait for souls by perching a top of the building that the person who was going to die lived . The owl would wait days and even weeks for the soul. they said that it was because that person was neither going to heaven or hell but live in a different type realms . That's why it was a owl. The owl has special abilities is a spiritual creature and can cross to different realms that we can't see. It happens rarely because whomever it is who is going to die wasnt suppose to. Apparently it wasn't their time to go. That something happened that cause the owl to collect this soul and take it. The story goes on to say that the loved ones left behind are left with really bad grief and some die soon after. They were knowledgeable as to how and why that person past and they have to be dealt with. I looked at him and he just sat there and with the most serious look I had ever seen on his face. He said " Lisa do you know who just moved in there?" No I thought and then asked " who?' he told be it was Shelly, Danas daughter and her family. I felt a hit in my stomach like I was kicked. Dona and I were friends I loved her very much because she was always good to me. Shelly well she was definitely not my cup of tea . She didn't like me. I think its because I would always run to Dona when she need me. Most times were caused by Shelly being abusive or using her two girls as a tool to hurt Dona. I had to call Dona and tell her the story as well and ask if she was okay. Out of the blue she told me that she was going to Shellies to spend the weekend and asked me not to call she wanted to have a nice time with her grand girl and not give Shelly any reason to blow up. I agreed and didn't give much thought to anything else. Blake and I went up to the Jacuzzi poured our drinks and got in oh it felt so good and the wine helped with the relaxing I didn't want to get out. we had to get out and go to our separate rooms cause work calls in the AM. We went separate ways and I thought is that owl still perched atop the house. I went to the far left of the 2nd level of the rooms up the hill to see and it sure was still there I could Dona had arrived too. I got chills down my spine and goose bumps as my hair stood straight up on my body. Then the phone rang I knew it was Blake. He sounded just as worried as I felt. He said to me" Do you see it its still there Dona is there. do do you think that story is real or fake or what girl this is freaking weird dude." I was like wow " I don't think so I think the story was just to scare us kids aways from owls when we were young." I hung up the phone and I thought it is a story it cant be true. I went to my room got undressed and was in bed fast asleep and it felt like I had just dozed off and my phone ringing again. I thought its just Blake I ain't gonna answer and dozed off again. Bang bang bang someone was pounding on my door I was a little scared that never happens. I reluctantly opened it and there stood good old Blake looking like he saw a ghost. He was pale and and sweaty. I asked him "WHAT WHAT IS GOING ON ARE YOU OKAY?" He caught his breath and said the cops are at the house and the ambulance. I said What house?" He caught his breath again and yelled at me "Shellies Donas daughter Lisa!!!!" I didn't believe my ears and had to ask him again. Blake grabbed my arm and pulled me to the far left side of the 2nd level of the rooms. Sure enough he wasn't tripping or lying he was telling the truth I freaked out. I ran and got my cell and called Dona no answer i tried 2 more times. Blake finally said she isn't gonna answer something is happening down there. I was worried now I thought there is no way no way that is a old fake story it cant be real its too unreal. I woke up tired but full of anxiety and I ran down the hill and saw Blake talking to Dona I ran over there and hugged her so hard. I thought whew see its just a story. I noticed Dona her eyes were swollen and she had been crying she was visibly upset and frazzled. I asked her what happened? Both Blake and myself just stood there like we got shot with a stun gun but it froze you instead of stunning you."Last night we were done eating and the girls went to bed" Dona whimpered out in a shaky voice." I was asleep in the spare room and I was awoken by Brad screaming at me." " WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER ! " I was so confused and startled I asked him "what the hell are you talking about? "Shelly Shelly did you give her any of your pills WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER!" he finished screaming at me. I ran to my daughters room and she wasn't there. I started to panic and then I seen her she was over on the sofa she looked like she was sleeping. Then I saw what I wished I never seen. I saw her arm had a tunicut on and a syringe hanging out her arm ." Oh my God I cant do this I cant di this SHELLY SHELLY." I screamed I turned and yelled at Brad " HOW LONG HAS SHE BEEN THIS WAY HOW LONG!" Brad fell to his knees and said a hour. I couldn't believe my ears I just looked at her and asked what the hell happened to Shelly. Dona sobbing at this point" Lisa they are back on it again that heroin. Brad he shot her up and it was too much. My baby died I gave her some Xanax to help her anxiety and to sleep last night not knowing they were going to do that." I was sick to my stomach from hearing this. Blake asked her is Brad in jail ? Donna started crying sobbing. I hugged her and she told me something I still cannot understand how. How a mother could do such a thing. She then told us how she didn't call the police until everything was cleaned up and they put her back in bed and made it seem as if she commited suicide. They waited a few hours and then made the call. I was floored I looked at Donna and aske her why . I could see the guilt in her eyes when she plainly said" Brad cant go to jail the girls and I would go to jail too becaus eI gave her xanax. I stepped back 2 steps. and just looked at her. she told the police Shelly must of stole her prescriptions and overdosed on them. I was so shocked i just stood there. finally the moment was broken by Blakes Dad yelling at us"Are you two gonna work or just be busy buddies come on we got a full house." I told Donna I will talk with her later. Blake and I walked up the hill in silence we just heard a crazy story and I just told him my crazy old wise tale. Blake turns around and slaps my back he says "look its gone." I slowly turned around and sure enough the owl was gone. I told Blake its not true more stuff has to happen in order for it to be. I continued my work for the next weeks thinking about it from time to time but just brushing it off. Then here comes Blake running at me like he was gonna tackle me. "Lisa the dude died the dude." he got out word by word between breaths. "what dude man?" I asked " The husband The Shelly's husband !" he pushed out trying to breath. I told him to cut it out and stop lying. He wasn't sure enough the newspaper had a story about a man overdosing on heroin and dying. It didn't have a name but i knew who my gut said so. I called Dona for the first time since that sad day and when she answered I didn't have to ask she told me crying so bad i barely understand her. I had to ask about the girls. to my knowledge the girls were put in foster care and Dona could not get them out because she had a criminal background. I was just like Oh my God its true. The owl came to get Shelly. I swear it it really happened. I cant prove it but it did happen.