This is a short story with not more than
15 chapters to 20 chapters. It started with my visit to Graveyard during the death anniversary of my sister.
She was young and beautiful. She went to visit heaven at an early age. That day when I went to...
The beautiful dawn spread pure vibes of hope in Angel. She forgot about the illusionary visions, she got in the church, the last day. The blood oozing out from the hanging Christ or the eyes of the priest had horrified her. She staunchly believed in premonition and sixth sense. She again read the same chapter from "The Holy Bible," that she read before sleeping. She called up Father Xavier to ask the meaning of the chapter. It was about Jesus's crucifixion. The father, explained to her:
"With every Good Friday there is an Easter. Though the Lord was crucified, he was resurrected for forgiving our sins. God is hope and even your faith like a mustard seed can answer all your sorrows or test of time. "
Angel was hopeful with his words and she visualized herself in a chariot of flowers. Again what that visual was unclear to her? Was she uniting with Frank in the "Kingdom of Heaven?"
Is she nearing death or is it symbolic of new life?
She just wanted to move out of the house and visit the Graveyard,where Frank was resting in peace...
She wore her netted White knee -length dress and covered it up with a cloak. She acted little weird to scare her mom. She knew, if she requested her mom to step out of the house, she won't allow her. She scared her mom to an extent that she was set totally free.
She took a taxi to the graveyard and with Uncle John the care - taker of graveyard, she stepped into the "Bed of dead. "
She opened her cloak and threw it far away. She walked towards Frank's grave...
But on the way A fallen tree obstructed her way... He slept 😴 at distant away I am coming right a way I love you, I wanna say This is our day...
Angel muttered the flow of poetry, striking her mind... coming out from heart ♥...
With no fear she climbed on the piece of the log. She tip toed with her naked legs and walked carefree with white shoes in her hand. It was drizzling and she sensed the mother nature was cleansing her her inner soul. She admired her fair legs and could sense Frank tickling on it.
Uncle John was cutting the bed of grass on the graves that had freshly grown,due to the rainy season.
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Her legs slipped from the log and was about to fall but some external force pulled her and protected her. She felt it was again her love,Frank protecting her and she kissed the tattoo of his name, inked on her hands.
She had bought no incense or flowers, nor candles or Rosary, she was there empty handed to tell her love that she was not happy with her life. She can't just live without him...
Some unwanted thoughts crossed her mind. She was disturbed with the call of Advocate Vishal . He informed her that Mr Gomes had confessed his crime. He killed his daughter and with his confessions to the police, Vishal was sorry that he can't defend the client.
Angel convinced Vishal that she will speak to Gomes and decided to met Cynthia's dad to know the hidden truth. Till then he should not withdraw from the case.
Why should he kill his daughter, Cynthia? He loved her a lot; his motherless child was his World but if it was an accident, then why did he hid her body in the storage of the wooden bed? Angel questioned herself like a investigator.
She knelt down near Frank's wet grave and prayed. She asked her love to give her courage to unlock 🔓 the mysterious things that happened in her life, right from his death to Cynthia's rape and murder. When she wanted to open the secrets behind it, she was brutally raped by a man whom she could not see in the darkness but assumed was Degussa, the villain of her life. She hated him to the core of her heart.
She quickly got up and walked hurriedly towards the grave of Dr Samuel on which her cloak was resting. She picked it up and it was dirty. She washed it under a tap, near the grave and she screamed as her eyes went towards the "skeleton well."
It was an abandoned area, surrounded with graves of people who died mysteriously, either murder or suicide...
Angel saw the teeth of too many Skeletons grinning on her. The hole like eyes were fierce. Even Frank would have become a skeleton by now. She ran like a mad woman or a thristy witch in search a shovel and open up the grave of Frank. She wanted to see How he looked now?
She again walked crossing the tree ...There she got the Shovel under the tree. She took it with fear and ran...
His grave was wet... While she sweat... To open the ground See those skeltic eyes 👀 round But nothing was found With fear in her mind Trembling her heart Shivering hands
She threw the shovel and cried loudly."Frank come back or take me away, "
Uncle John could sense her pain... He was on the other side of the graveyard and did not witness what Angel was up to?
He patted her back and sat with her on the ground with so many dead souls around...
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PC: cover photo an whatsapp image shared by my sister...
The girl picture was cropped for effect. The original was a quote picture from facebook...
