*** 11 miles is not a game which I want none of you to play. You may Google it and find more about it. But I don't suggest you to play any of the paranormal games I use in my story. I don't believe or support these kinds of game and if anyone tries playing it I'm not responsible. Play at your own risk. I don't think that any of us will be able to follow the rules mentioned exactly as it is. The last thing we want in our house is a ghost or a lots of ghosts! The story is not true and is purely my imagination. Just a work of my imaginary experience***I feel like excluded. Everybody treats me like a trash. They don't even bother to consider me as a human being. They puposfully forgets the fact that I too have emotions. I wanted to end my life several times. But I am scared. I am scared to leave the ones I love.
It was then I came across this game named 11 miles. Its a paranormal game. The game that makes our deep desires come true if we complete it successfully. I too have desires. The first one will be to put an end to this meaningless life. The second one will be to take the love of my life with me to the other world. The third will be to make the filthy people suffer the pain that they caused to people like me.
I know that this is the only way by which I can get all the three desires of my heart. So I took my car and went into the forest as the rules asked.
Miles passed and at the end of every mile a new obstacle will come in face to face with me. I neglected the creepy sounds, vanishing and reappearing of trees, and the sense of feeling that I am being watched. The cold never harmed me.
I was determined to complete this risk successfully and yes I am now at the end of 11th mile. I overcame the obstacles the past 11 miles put forward. That road is right ahead of me. The road that will fulfil my wishes. I was hesitant at first. I was not sure if it was the right thing to take my love with me.
I have two choices. One is to wish for a change to better or to end this life of mine, to take my love with me and to make those bi**s and ba****ds suffer. I closed my eyes. The faces and memories with my loved ones flashed in front of me. I have to make a decision now. And yes, its a difficult task. But nothing can stop me.
And I wished. A couple of minutes passed. I opened my eyes. Yes I know this is the right road to my future. I drove down the road and I went straight to my home then to my bed and I slept like a dead. It's a fresh start for me now. Those beautiful memories with the love of my life made me to choose the first option. To forgive all and to make them realise how cruel they were. To make them a better one, and to stop them from bullying one more person, I chose the first option.
Memories are what that keeps us alive. Loved ones are the ones who give us a reason to live.
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