My body was warm and cozy under the weight of the blankets. The thought of the chilly air colliding with my warm skin caused me to burrow deeper in to the bed. I swelled. I itched. My eyes became narrower and narrower until I could barely see. Laying down is a death wish. Something was different. Why is the house filled with voices? Why is the morning so dark? Then came a voice, calling me, "Lenny!!!! You have to come!!and I know you will!",
It was his voice.
NO! I open my eyelids which are very heavy and my head was thick with sleep. I was at the same house- the one in my nightmare. I stood in the dining room. There were many people around me and I had never seen them before. All were mourning but then I saw Rose. They were wearing black and crying over a dead body. I called her several times. I took each step quite hesitantly. I noticed my feet tremble. My legs twitched but I kept going. I saw Rose hugging a dead body near her. I wanted to hug her, to stroke her hairs, to ask her why was she crying but my tongue was sour with fear and I was too eager to see the dead body- it was covered with black piece of fabric from head to toe. I made my way through the crowd, heavy hearted to leave my daughter and husband crying but something in the back of my mind asked me to have a look at the dead body. I clenched my fists and felt that my feet wont rest on the ground. They were above the ground. I nervously sat on the mat on which the dead body lay without any coffin. I removed the fabric and - I couldn't breathe, it felt as if someone was choking me. My heart was racing and all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball and wait for someone to save me. But no one would, no one was there. A choked cry for help forced itself up my throat, and I felt a drop run down my cheek. It seemed as if this was the end of the road for me. I saw the dead body was of me. ME- Linda Hastings. I was dead. In some seconds, I saw the dead open her eyes and wrapped her hands around my neck-choking me. I opened my mouth but I couldnt make a sound. I , in attempt to shout for help, saw my soul drifting away from me and I lay still. Very, very still.
DEAD.
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The Case Of Arnold Villa
УжасыLinda has something in her heart and mind.....It is haunting her.... She will go back to the Villa.... The Arnold Villa