We shifted to this beautiful mansion in this small pretty town with beautiful stores.
My mansion, is a Victorian structure, with this beautiful spiral stairs which leads to my pretty room with the view of my garden with roses.
I dream a lot. I dream about different things. I love my dreams and many a times remember my dreams too.
This dream, I vivdly remember every detail, It has been recurring from the day I have come here.
In my dream, my digital alarm clock shown 3.11 am. I heard a knock on my door. I open the door and see someone in long gown the long hair over her face pointing on top of the stairs. I look up, to see myself hanging.
I wake up, all scared and sweaty. I look at the my clock the time is 3.11 am and I hear a knock on my door
This post is written for Magpie Tales, Mag 279
Woooaaahhhh.
ReplyDeleteI want to know more! Chilling!
Aagey ki kahani break k baad
DeleteWoo... I shivered at the closing lines. A short, powerful, poetic drama.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gemma :-)
DeleteI wish it was 3:10 and you could take the train to Yuma , instead !
ReplyDeleteAlas, it isnt. its 3.11. THE TIME
DeleteToo bad it wasn't 3.14. This circular structure could be pi!
ReplyDeletehehehehe, it seems the spirit lingering there wasn't a math savvy
DeleteSend not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee...
ReplyDeletePerfect response for my story.
DeleteWow.. wonder what happens after that...
ReplyDeleteNice take on the picture...
Thanks Art
DeleteScary chilly. The shape of things to come.
ReplyDeletewho knows what might happen
DeleteThanks for dropping by kalpana