Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Floating



A brief flash of lightning showed the face of a woman staring through my window. I hid under the blanket. In time I fell asleep trying to dismiss what I saw as a dream.

But a called breeze woke me up. The window was open.

I could a see a woman floating in my room. She was looking down staring right at me. I couldn’t scream. I fainted from sheer terror.

Morning came and woke up to an odd smell of decay. There was the woman still in my room. She hanged herself.

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