It's not my story but a story I heard a long time back ......
It's a story about 2 couple Michael and his girlfriend and Peter his girlfriend
It was weekends night in the middle of summer they were on a trip to the beach... Michael was on his motorbike and the rest of them were in the car. It was pretty late and there were no cars in the sight so Peter challenged Michael for a race to home.
Stupid idea but their house was not far...
So the Engine roars and the race began ...
First to arrive at the house was the car.... They waited for a few mins and Peter with her girlfriend went inside but..... Michaels girlfriend knew something was off .... As she knew Michael was a Wiz on his bike and there was no chance he could have lost or taken this much time to arrive. So she called him a couple of times and assumed he was busy driving left a voice mail and went inside ..... A few hrs later there was a knock on the door .... And Peter and his girlfriend Lilly were standing on the door face pale-white.. Peter opened his mouth trying to speak but only a crack and air came out it was Lilly who finally spoke "Michael. Michael is dead" while driving Michael was not able to slow down on a sharp bend and.
Michaels girlfriend horror struck fell on the floor with tears.. she knew something was off all along.....
But the weird thing was what Peter said next " I think cops made some kind of mistake. Michael actually came by. When his mother called to tell us the news there was a knock afterword. It was from Michael. He asked us to open the door but we didn't and he went away..."
The pretty insensitive thing to say to someone who just lost there loved one but what's weirder is the thing they said before left they said "No matter what if Michael comes knocking on her door she mustn't open it no matter what" like a warning....
Needless to say all this freaked her out ....
In shock, she spent the next day locked in her room moaning over the dead, cried her self to sleep....
The same night she was woken up by the knock on her door.. pulling the blanket over self hoping to fall back asleep .... knocking continued but this time there was a voice " hey it's me, open the door"
It was unmistakably Michaels voice.. crazy right..but that's the thing the whole thing made no logic...
But somehow it felt natural to her. She got up and carefully approached the door tears rolling down her face. The closer she got to the door she could feel Michael presence growing.
"Please open the door"
Somehow compelled to answer to his call she reached for the Handel of the door tears dripping down her face.
But how could that be he was dead.
Desperately trying to communicate to what to who or whatever was behind the door .."Ur dead, ur already dead" the knocking grew louder.. " ur dead and ur not coming back"
The thought of Michael being alive or desperate to say goodbye kept coming to her mind and not Beeing able to bear the pain she opened the door and shouted his name with all the strength she could muster...
And she woke up.
When she came to her senses she realized she was in a hospital bed... sitting beside her was Michael crying and weeping in relief....
She was confused...In reality it was Michael who reached the apartment first and when others were nowhere to be seen he got a bit worried went back looking for them and found the car smashed after the sharp bend Peter and Lilly's bodies were smashed to pieces they were dead but somehow she managed survived being the only one sitting at the back and she was in a coma state for more a week.....
Maybe she was just having a bizarre dream in her coma ...
But according to her, it was real ... And she and others were someplace else and Michael didn't come to say goodbye but to try and rescue them ....
If she were to listen to the advice given to her by Peter and Lilly she might never have woken up .....Or did she!!!!
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The crimson River
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