I had a dream about a lady who lived in the 1700s England.
She lived alone, she was capable of taking care of herself. She had black hair with great shine on every corner of the curls. The colour of her eyes is honey brown which turns lighter in sunlight. She used to do farming all by herself because of that she had tan skin that was smooth like a new newborn skin.
She is a normal girl but there is something in her that attracts people. She loves all sorts of books and she is a good artist, her paintings include nature and then the cats she had. There are 9 cats out of them 3 are Bombay cats, 2 are Tonkinese cats and 4 are black-footed cats.
Nothing understands her more than her cats. She is not an introvert or an extrovert. She talks with people all night if she feels like doing it or she does not even speak a word the whole day. She doesn't want attention and she is not dependent which makes some of the people mad around her. She loves cats because they used to sit with her all along minding their own business. All she wanted was peace and nature so she built her manor surrounded by trees and plants and she had he own lake.
The house will reflect her personality as a whole. She made every part of the manor fabulous. From the main gate, there will be a 3 km path to reach the step of the manor, covered by oak, beech, bird cherry and Alder trees encircled by bees. She had the rare whitebeam tree under which she had a small pond for the ducks. The manor was built with feldspathic arenites for its colour and granite was used in the floors. There are multitudinous double-hung windows and she had her bay window in her room then some floor-to-ceiling windows. The windows are used only during winter and rainy seasons, the manor gives a haunting house vibe which she loves. That is a haunting manner because the only cousin Arrah loved hung herself in the manor because their family killed the man Arrah loved. There are a total of 13 rooms in that manor and a huge library filled with all kinds of books she had a reading table that could fit 15 people yet she always chose to read the books on the sofa in the library with her cats aside. It feels like her cat understands her feelings more than humans, every time her cat hisses she hears it as Martha and will run into it immediately as the cat is calling her.
The street had about 5 to 6 manors. Martha is weirdly in love with horror and haunting. The helpers and the cook will leave before 7 pm so Martha will be all alone in the manor. She used to read horror books to feel satisfied, she loves the feeling of fear. She is a night owl but they found out that only being sad or feeling fear will make her asleep which is weird. She hates people so she reads psycho thrillers and so she can at least read the unspeakable things that will happen to people which she cannot do.
She used to get nightmares around exactly 3 to 4 am and will wake up. It was a rainy day, and a man named Edward was using a binocular to look into Martha's room. He uses every chance to adore her because the curtains will be closed all the time. She pulled open the curtains and petted her cat. He was confused by her natural long lashes for dark circles as she had long under-eye lashes which left a shadow on her under-eye. He noticed that and whispered still pretty. She wore a blue dress which was way bigger than her body. She felt like someone was looking at her, her instinct was as good as her cat's instinct and she found who made her feel this way.
She looked at his rip of the body with a loose thin shirt and wished it was not there. He had red wavy long silky hair which Martha was jealous of. Edward realized that his mom calling him for a long time, he went downstairs and ate supper. The people in street 17 have a healthy relationship with their neighbourhood, they used to go out for picnics together. Martha had dinner at Edward's home about 4 times because Edward's mother thought Martha was the only girl who knew how to behave but the truth is Martha doesn't care about what others think and mostly of the time she just wants to escape from the social gathering without extending the talk.After the rain, Martha came out to feel the chillness in the air , the sky was dark and she saw crepuscular rays and she just couldn't think of better weather. She went for a walk and had dinner. All the helpers left and Martha came to bed late as always and then slept.
After some time Martha heard a whisper but was not able to know the exact words and she tried hard to wake up from sleep. She hears floor creaks and the whispers because clear. She could not move from the bed and she could hear the cat hisses, a black figure was approaching, she was not able to scream or move. It closed her eyes with its fingers and told her that if she opened her eyes at any cost that would be the last moment of her life. Martha was shivering and trying to scream but it felt like something had struck in her throat. The black thing was touching her hair and face, Martha was trying hard to keep her eyes closed as her brain was commanding her to open her eyes. It continued touching her hand and thighs and suddenly flew out of the room like wind-smoothly with murmuring that could freak out anyone. After the sun raise the helpers came and prepared ginger tea for Martha and took it to her room. The helper saw Martha shivering and refusing to open her eyes, after a long struggle with Martha the helper convinced her to open her eyes. Martha was thinking about the incident and telling herself " I used to have crazy dreams all night but nothing felt as real as this".In the meadows, Martha is talking with Edward, his mom and the neighbourhood. They are talking about family problems and kids, and all of a sudden Martha says "I am planning to adopt a baby". There was dead silence after that, one of her neighbours asked "But you are not married and your parents are not with you". Martha replied, " I cannot handle marriage but I could raise a baby well". Edward and his mom were shocked and suggested that she should marry instead of thinking crazy things.
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A Girl in our neighborhood
HorrorA really short story about a girl who lived in 1700s England( a dream I had recently)