An Unforgettable Nightmare
It was a warm, sultry evening with no respite from the punishable heat that had driven everyone into the cool confines of the indoors. The mosquitoes were everywhere, trying to sneak into houses like unwanted guests. I sat alone my room and stared out of the window. With nothing much to do after my exams, I had too much free time on my hands but just could not get myself to go out and socialize with my friends. The heat was bad this summer and I prayed fervently, that the cool winds that heralded the oncoming monsoons, would blow through the trees in my backyard and rustle the leaves till they fell to the dry earth. Mesmerised by the starry night sky, I suddenly found myself surrounded by a crowd of people, some young, some old, but all very strange. They had long matted hair, deep-set eyes that stared at me vacantly, and yes, they all had the same ghastly pale look about them. Who were they and why were they in my room? The young girl nearest to me held out her hand and beckoned to me. Should I or should I not? Who was she and what did she want? I took a hesitant step forward, then another, till I was by her side. The first and most shocking thing that struck me as I stood by her side, was the stench – the unbearable, sickly cloying smell that seemed to pervade my whole being. It was strangely familiar and then I remembered. It was a childhood memory that had been tucked away in the far recesses of my mind. My father had died in a severe car crash when I was just 5 years old and I recalled suddenly the way he looked, all torn and mangled as they extracted his body from the heap of metal that had once been his car. That image I had pushed away till it was locked up at the back of my mind but the smell of death haunted me for many years. It was only 6 years ago that I succeeded in erasing the sights and smells of that awful night. Now it all came flooding back, memories I so longed to forget. Death seemed to be everywhere, reaching...
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