thinking about blogging, jk

thinking about blogging, jk
what should I write? lol

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The Man

She stood there staring into the darkness oblivious to all that was around her.
Her limp body then fell to the ground & she broke down into tears.
She knew that the darkness would not judge her & that she could completely let herself go.
She always tried her hardest, gave it her all but it was never good enough.
In the middle of her mental breakdown the phone rang.
It echoed in her head.
She could barely pick herself off the floor to answer the phone.
She was curious to know who was calling but she didn't really care she was hurt & nothing else seemed to matter.
But the endless echoing of the phone ringing in her head caused her to wipe away the tears, pull her self together & answer the phone.
Her voice cracked as she said: "hello?"
It was him.
She might as well have been stabbed in the back.
Her body fell cold & numb.
He responded "Jen. I need you, come back."
She was in such shock she could not respond.
She didn't think she was in control of her body or mind but some how she was able to hang up the phone.
She was completely shattered after all that had happened, but that phone call put her over the edge.
She sat in the darkness no longer in tears, she sat back with a look of venom on her face.
She wished the worst on him.
She sat there all day, wishing the worst on him & rethinking all that he had said & done to her.
She couldn't sleep & she knew she was in need of help from a professional
The next day she visited a mental hospital & with the right medication & help she was ready to move on with her life.
After a few weeks the medication & professional help made her feel so much better.
She wanted to celebrate a new beginning by dedicating a full day of pampering to her self.
First she got her hair done, then her nails & then she went shopping for some new clothes.
After a full day of pampering she felt like a new woman, almost forgetting about all the sorrow that she had experienced.
As she walked to her car she heard a familiar voice.
When she turned around to see who the voice belonged to she saw him.
It was the man who caused her all the sorrow, the sorrow that she had forgotten about for a fleeting moment.
All those feelings of depression & hurt came back instantly.
She stared at him in the most evil way & he then asked her "why are you looking at me like that?"
She then took all of the bags of clothes that she had in her hands & started to throw them at him. She started screaming obscenities as she continued to hit him.
She stopped when he fell to the ground, she knocked him out unconscious.
She stared at his body & felt relieved, she got him back for all the pain he had caused her.
She wanted to take one last look at the face of the man who caused her such pain in her life.
As she looked at his face closely, she almost fainted.
Her body could no longer stand she felt so weak.
This was not the man who caused her pain, it was someone else.
They did have similar facial features but she could have sworn it was the man who caused her pain.
She had no idea who this man was & felt terrible for this misunderstanding.
She realized that she needed help so she called the police, after a few minutes of waiting the police arrived.
The police officer walked over to her & he looked just like the man who caused her pain.
She stared at him with a look of horror on her face.
He stared back at her & asked "are you alright?"
She then ran off, she knew it was wrong but she did not care.
As she looked around she felt as though she was surrounded by a world filled with men who looked exactly like the man who caused her suffering.
She ran non stop to the mental hospital & decided to stay there forever & hope to get the help that she needed & never have to worry about seeing his face again.
Little did she know that she would see the face of the man who caused her such pain for the rest of her life.
The man who caused her pain had cursed Jen's life forever because she had betrayed him in a previous life & that was her punishment.

1 comment:

mike said...

Boy, you are really on a roll with your stories, aren't you. If you find this kind of writing inspiring, keep at it.

Challenge: see my last blog and answer the questions of Bernard Pivot on yours. Everyone will be doing this.