Sunday, November 4, 2007

Journal Entry # 29

One Storming Night

A young couple lived in a small Northeastern city. The wife worked for a technical company far away from home and she usually got home after dusk. It was a stormy day. The rain had been falling really hard most of the day. Some electric poles had been broken down by the rain heavy rain and wind. The husband got home around 5pm and prepared for the dinner as usual. He expected his wife to get home around 8pm like she always did. From the kitchen, he could hear the noise from her footsteps. He called out his wife’s name but didn’t get any response. The dinner started out like every other dinner. One thing that was different from this dinner was that she didn’t talk at all. He thought she must have been very tired from a long day at work. He was angry, but he decided to forget about it and go to bed early. They went to the bed after the quick meal. It was raining very hard outside and the room was completely dark. He almost fell asleep, but he could still feel his wife’s touch. It was so cold when she touched him. Her hand felt like ice. He decided to hold her to keep her warm. However, the wife’s body felt very wet. He wondered why her body was so wet. He just thought she went out into the rain after the meal. When he woke up next day, he quickly went into the bathroom. Then he turned on the radio to listen news in the morning. Suddenly, he heard there was an accident last night and one woman died. The woman who died had the same name as his wife! He ran into the bedroom and he couldn’t believe his eyes. In the place where she slept was empty. There was just a pile of blood. His wife was gone.

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