The Land Of Kaito

Revealing the Portrait

I was antsy for breakfast to finish. Gosh, when would we be done? It seemed we were sitting there for an eternity.

Finally, everyone finished. I excuse myself from the table and walked towards the door. After opening, then closing the door, I bolted down the hallway. I need to see what was underneath that tapestry. I couldn't explain it, but somehow, it felt important.

Soon, I reached the portrait room. Slowly, I opened the door and searched for that particular picture.

There it was, still covered by the beautifully designed tapestry. I walked towards it, taking my time.

Why did this feel so important to me? It wasn't like me to feel so curious but cautious at the same time...maybe I truly had been here before. But how was I supposed to remember? I did not remember many things from my childhood.

I reached the tapestry at last. I paused for a second. Something felt off...

I shrugged it off and reached towards the picture with one hand. I felt my fingers curl against the cool and oddly hard tapestry.

This was it. I was finally going to see what was behind that tapestry.

Taking a deep breath, I pulled the heavy material off the portrait.

I gasped, seeing what was underneath.

It was a painting of my mom.