Consequences

LECTURAS 34
Votos 2
Partes 1
Hora 5m

LECTURAS 34
Votos 2
Partes 1
Hora 5m

Isla thought it would be a good idea to fake her own death... It wasn't. Read this compelling short story to find out more.Todos los derechos reservados

short short-story suspense tragedy

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Consequences
mar, abr 27, 2021

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mar, abr 27, 2021

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I never wanted to trust again. After being cast aside like a broken toy, I learned that betrayal has a specific sting-especially when it comes from your own blood. My parents chose my ex's lies over my truth, leaving me with nothing but my own grit to survive. I survived by shedding my old skin and dawning a new persona. But as I rebuilt my life, I discovered I wasn't the only one being hunted. Falling in love was never the plan, but in the shadows of our shared betrayals, we found the only thing worth fighting for.

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Looks can be deceiving. No one is who you truly think they are. The world is full of fake people. They react without thinking and pull all of their loved ones down with them. This is my life, and this is my story.

I had first regarded it a prank. A wrong number. A mistake. But the calls wouldn't stop. He was bothering me, disturbing me-- as though I was a selected target. As the harassment escalated, I began to imagine things. I feared every corner, was scared of the dark, began to hallucinate things which weren't real. Why? Why me? Why was this man calling me? Who was he? I had suspicions. The possibilities were endless. There was nothing anybody could do. He wouldn't stop-- so I had to take things into my own hands. ~*~ He tracked me down. He plotted to execute me. I managed to escape into the woods and beyond. I discovered his hideout, his base and his scheme. I could expose him. I could reveal his identity to the world, and he would surrender. But I made a mistake. I couldn't change my fate.

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This a story abouy Julia Parks. And everyone have questions. To why she fake her death.

It was cold and dark. I had to find shelter. I saw an abandoned restaurant and thought that that'd be a nice place to wait out the storm at. Little did I know that I wouldn't be allowed to leave. Ever.

A year ago, on a whim, I told my wife a story. The content was bizarre, and the details were all too real, which frightened her to the point where she was beside herself. The look in her eyes towards me was filled with fear. That night, she fled into the bathroom, locked the door, and called the police. As a result, I ended up in prison.

I have never felt so close and yet so far away from anything before. I could hear people yelling, they noticed I was gone. I have been locked up for so long I forgot what the forest felt like. Full of life and green. By the time someone notices they are heading the wrong way, it will be too late. My plan was to escape, run south for a bit, then circle back to my prison. As soon as they followed the scent south, I would run north. I could hear a river north, so I would run to the river then wade up stream so the scent would be lost. Find somewhere safe to cross, then take off, continuing north. My heart is pounding so hard I am afraid my captures could hear it and ruin the whole plan.

I saw her and thought she beautiful and thought I could trick her into trusting me. I can get on her good side and then kill her. I walked over to her. She was so beautiful and vulnerable, she trusted me. -a week later- She trusted me enough now to invite me into her house. She told me she was going to go change in her room so I made my way over to the kitchen. She came down asking if I was hungry. "Yes I am, but not for food" " What do you mean?" I lifted the knife over my head and said " I mean I hungry for justice." and I stabbed her. It went through her chest and her heart. She was dead. After I cleaned her up I cleaned up the house with bleach. There was no traces left of the murder. Except her, or so I thought.

I didn't think about how I would cease to live. I always just thought about family and being myself and just going on with life without a care in the world. I just wanted to spend the last moment I had with that special person in my life, but I guess that will never happen. I have always wanted an anniversary since I was a little girl, and now that I had a chance to get one, I couldn't show up. I want to escape from this prison I'm in, but to do that I have to go through a lot of adventures and ups and downs before I can get away.

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