Grief: A Compelling Short Story Part 1
This is part 1 of a compelling short story of pain, grief, lies and deceit. The first in the series.
She woke up one morning, stared at the ceiling, it was like a blank page, the story of her life. Emptiness, sadness, confusion. She managed to drag herself out of bed, feeling so low, so heartbroken, she was in a daze. Her head was cloudy, eyes lonely like liquid moons, she stared into the cracked mirror and began to cry. Once those salty tears began running down her cheek like razor blades, sadness and emotions in liquid form, they would not stop. Her heart was pounding through her chest like a drum, eyes bloodshot red, she managed to drag herself over to the shower and turn it on hot enough to wash away the pain, rinse away the sadness and maybe bring back one glimmer of peace and happiness.
A voice came from downstairs, loud enough to wake the neighbours and loud enough to be heard over the loud trickling of the shower running. “Emma” The voice shouted EMMA!!!!! She paused and turned the shower off, reached for the yellow towel hanging on the rail, wrapping it around herself she ran out of the bathroom dripping wet, responding to the calls, “Yes, what is it??” The voice answered back “The police are here to talk to you about the accident” Her heart sank and blood rushed to her head, holding on to the wall to keep herself up she nodded, threw on her dressing gown and composed herself for a minute. She knew what they were going to ask her, she knew she was going to have to recall the events of that terrible fateful night, the thought of it made her shudder. She trembled inside wondering how she was going to gather the strength to bring it all up again, how could she, how could she bring up the day she lost the love of her life!
Look out for part 2 tomorrow !
Note: This story and all the words contained in it are copyrighted for Edina Jackson under Intrigue Media 2012.