Story Debate: Thriller

Thanks Pro, apologies for the forfeit in the previous round; last weekend I was very busy. Pepe was in total shock that his father had just died, though he tried his best to hide it and be strong for his little sister and mother. His mother had came home rather speechless and still wasn't fully able to comprehend that she'd just lost her husband and father to her children. "What will I do"? and "How will I now manage on my own"? She questioned to herself. After all she now had the task of bringing up her two children alone and being the only one who could bring money into house, as the family were not particularly rich. She has all of this to contemplate on top of the own personal grief she was feeling, for she naturally loved her husband with all heart and would now miss him greatly. Once again she asked herself "How can I now sleep in that bed"? The bed she used to share with him. Surrounding her in their bedroom were all his belongings and different parts of his character, as she went into the room she could still smell the scent of him on the pillows. She climbed onto the bed that just a few hours before they had both been happily sharing, never in this life would she again be able to touch her husband, kiss him or make love to him--this filled her with sadness and pain; she was devastated for her children, but also distraught for herself. "How could G-d take him away so soon?" She again thought, "what had he ever done"? He was such a good man and loving father, he didn't deserve to be taken away so abruptly. She continued to cry for a little while and then realized that both Pepito and her daughter were downstairs and also in need of her reassurance, Pepito was trying to be strong but she needed to be their in support of her children--despite the overwhelming pain and grief that she felt for the loss of her husband. Little did she actually know that Pepito was in contact with Lucy [the devil] and that he had introduced his little sister to her, if she did she would naturally be dismayed. As an adult she would have been able to see that this spirit creature that took on the shape of a small girl was not be trusted and was leading her son, and now her daughter, astray. Pepito had made it absolutely clear to his little sister that they were *not* to talk Lucy to their mother or tell her about what this devil, that they were viewing as some kind of saviour, had told them. It seemed that Pepito had forgotten about all the things that he had learned in the Bible and that Lucy was an evil influence. How could he be aware that she was the devil and yet still interact with her and adhere to her commands? He has promised himself that he would not again be taken it or manipulated by this evil spirit but he was allowing himself to be exactly that. The day was naturally going very slow, Pepito, his little sister and his mother were all sat in the living room; silence had overcome all of them and the reality of not having their father there was just beginning to penetrate the children. Pepito thought to himself: "My Papi, I miss him...why did this have to happen to us?"Again, it was never the case that their father had been absent or had not given them the love that they required; for he did in every way, he was always there for them to provide them with love and offer them support and guidance. He truly loved his children and his wife with all of his heart, which made the experience of losing him all the more saddening. No longer would they have that loving father, who took an interest in their hobbies, spent time with them, and tucked them into bed at night. Pepito kept thinking about what life would be without him, which is both what his little sister and mother contemplated as well--things would of course never be the same and the only thing they could do for the time being is cope, and try to manage things. Pepito realized that he should be there for his mother and sister, and try to deal with his grief to the best of his ability. Still in the living room, Pepito's mother decided she should try to break the silence and discuss the situation with her children. "How are you feeling both"? She asked, it rather seemed like an obviously silly question but she was stuck at what else to say and thought she should encourage them to be open about their emotions. "Sad" said the little sister, "I miss Papa", at this point tears came once again into the mothers eyes and she opened her arms wide for the little girl to come in. She hugged her and said "it's okay my little chica, everything will be fine." Before comforting her with the words that: "Papa is in heaven now, and I promise you will see him again one day". Of course she did not know this definitively, but she hoped it would be the case for all of them and that there was indeed a heaven--or at least some kind of afterlife. Maybe it was the end in this world, but it wouldn't be the end in the next. Along with cuddling her mother and feeling her warmth, this made the little girl feel a bit better. She now did not ever want to let go of her, she was the only parent she had left and her feelings of vulnerability, confusion, and loss were made more bearable when receiving her mothers love. Pepito looked at them both, and his mother also asked him to come over. He was not generally used to showing his emotions in an outwardly way and tried his utmost to keep them under control here, but he at least thought that he should go and be with his mother and sister and share in their grief a little; grief that he also had, but wanted to hide. The evening drew closer and none of the family had really ate anything all day, the mother was still not hungry and couldn't even think of food for herself--but she knew that she should feed her children and make sure they aren't without. As expected, neither of them were really hungry but she cooked a little something regardless. They both sat down at the table and she got them some drinks before presenting their food. Normally, they would both devour it but this time was obviously very, very different. For they were missing that one person who was always at the table with them; their loving father. The children managed a few mouthful's of food, knowing that they'd at least have to eat something. On the whole however, they simply just played around with their plates not able to show any full interest due to lack of appetite. "I'm not hungry", Pepito said. "It's okay sweetie, you don't have to eat it all". The little said looked at her mother as if to say the same and she cleared their plates. "You can both go and watch some television if you like" or "maybe you would like me to read you a book"? She very much wanted to take their minds off things and give some kind of distraction. They went to look at the television for a little while, and bedtime soon approached. The mother realized that they'd probably both have trouble sleeping [though they were emotionally tired] after what had happened so decided to take up some milk for them, she would start off reading the little girl a little story and told her that "everything will be okay, you must get some sleep though honey". After that she kissed her on her forehead and watched the child's eyes tire, "mama" the girl said, "si baby"? "can I have the light on tonight"? Usually neither her or her husband would allow this but an exception would be made this time. She hugged the girl tight and said "buenas noches", "see you in the morning". She then went into her sons room, gave him his milk and sat herself down on his bed. "Would you like me to read you something now?", "Si, por favor mama". And she read him his favourite book. Pepito was not ready to sleep yet but he could see that after over 50 pages his mothers eyes were also looking tired, after today she was exhausted. "It's okay mama, you should sleep now...I will too". "Are you sure Pepito"?, "Si I'm sure", he then put his hand on his mothers and looked at her lovingly. "Ok, buenas noches my nino", and she kissed him goodnight and left his room. Pepito was okay about being in the dark, he decided that he should try and get some sleep so he closed his eyes. Then, he felt the cold air come into room and knew that it could only be one thing; Lucy. He wished her to go away as he knew how evil she was. But she wouldn't, he in fact felt the room get colder and colder. He then switched his light on and saw her figure staring down at him, without the usual grimacing expression. "So have you thought some more about what I've said", "boy"? He then replied in a lowered tone: "No, I haven't!", "and I will not think about it", you are evil...I know you are the devil and must get you out of my family and mine's life". "Oh, you will never to do that", "I have full control over you now, you will believe and do whatever I tell you". Which she said while widening her smile. "No, I will never do what you tell me to do again", "my life has fallen apart since you appeared to me...and I can't let you destroy it anymore." She was now realizing the determination in his voice and concluded that she would have to up her game to re-again that control over him. "If you don't do what I tell you , I will hurt more of your loved ones". "No!" said Pepito before he even had the chance to say anything else, "yes little boy", "shall I pay a visit to your little sisters room now? "You will do no such thing", he replied. "How will you stop me?", she said. The boy thought for a little while and knew G-d was the only way to prevent her from causing any more damage. He closed his eyes and prayed, "please G-d, please make her go away, please I beg you G-d". Indeed he was truly crying for G-ds help and knew he needed at this moment. He then began to feel his strength grow a little and his faith in G-d was again renewing itself."Get out of my room, now!", leave this house immediately, devil". Had he not been saying it with the command of G-d, it may have ended up a different story...