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An Unwelcome Guest

Updated on November 12, 2013

It was one of those perfect days. Crisp, fall weather when the cool breeze has a dancing effect on the trees making their brightly colored leaves sway. The kind of day when the sun has just the right amount of warmth to balance out the breeze as it shimmered on and enhanced the color of the leaves.

That was the kind of day it was.

I was sitting on the porch admiring the view with a cup of coffee, a soft smile of contentment on my lips as I watched and listened to the geese flying by with my dog lying at my feet. I could not have wished for a more wonderful day.

But some things do not and cannot last forever.

It was my dog that first brought me to the attention that someone was arriving, her soft growl alerting me. I was not expecting company so the thought of an unexpected guess interrupting my peace was unwelcome.

And he was most unwelcome.

I felt his presence before I saw him. His looming and disturbing aura drifted down the hill stretching out across the land casting shadows on the trees and my blissful solitude. And the closer he came, the more my anxiety rose. His figure was obscured by the trees but it was unmistakably him by the cold chills that ran down my spine and gripped my heart.

My hands gripped my cup harder, turning my knuckles white, my body frozen in terror as my dog continued to growl at my feet.

My breath came out ragged and choppy flying out of my mouth in small puffs of white as tears lined my cheeks. There was no stopping my visitor as he strolled down the road to my house; there was only the anticipation.

I attempted to shake my head but the fear that crept over me turned me into a statue. All I could do was wait for the inevitable.

My dog stood, her hair standing and tail between her legs as she backed up against me waiting to take charge, but I knew it was now use. When he comes, he gets what he has come for. There are no exceptions.

The time had come. I could hear his shoes on the path up to the porch. The sun that had been shining so beautifully and bright moments before was gone. The land was nothing but a shadow. The leaves on the trees were scattered over the yard; the trees left bare like skeletons of their former selves.

The sound of his steps grew louder echoing throughout my ears as the cold wind seeped through me gripping my bones.

I heard a cry and realized that it was mine. My dog barked trying to act brave in my stead.

And then there he was. Turning at my porch stairs. His head turned down so that his bowler hat hid his eyes and most of his face, but I could feel the smile hidden from me.

I wanted to say something, anything but I could not find my voice.

He stood there with his shoulders back and his hands in his expensive suit pants pockets up to the thumb, his matching suit jacket pulled back enough to allow the action. Eternity seemed to end as I waited for him to make his move, but still he stood there in the same fashion as if to mock me. My dog at this point was a whimpering mess at my feet.

When he slowly lifted up his head I could feel the blood drain from my face and my knees become weak as I fell to the ground my mug falling from my hands and smashing to the floor. And there from the ground I stared into his eyes, his awfully, red glowing eyes that dug into the very soul of me ripping it to shreds.

I shook my head finally given the ability to do so. I pleaded and cried for just a little more time but it was in vain.

He took the few steps up to the porch and without saying anything his rough and callous hand took mine and pulled me up so that I was face to face with him. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut as I cried and cried and begged and pleaded even more but he only held me tighter.

I could feel his hot breath on my skin as his rough hands held me fast shaking me where I stood. I could only imagine his hideous face in my mind just as I could only imagine that his lips were in an upturned smile baring his crooked teeth. I tried to push away and resist him as much as I could but it was like pushing against a brick wall. And as I realized my efforts to withstand him were fruitless I did the only thing I could; I gave in.

When I opened my eyes the sun was shining brighter than it had been before and the colors more vibrant. I blinked and looked into his smiling face. The rough hands that once held me were smooth and gentle, the eyes soft and kind.

And that’s when I saw him for who he really was, an angel sent to save me from the dream I thought was life.

Death comes in many forms.

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    • Sandy Bishop profile image

      Sandy Bishop 

      3 years ago from Belhaven, North Carolina

      Your vivid description in the story has the reader, feeling exactly as the character, as the story progresses. The anticipation had me wanting to read faster, as I bit my thumbnail, to find out who the unwanted visitor was!

    • Sunny River profile image

      Sunny River 

      4 years ago from A Place Without A Name which resides somewhere between Fantasy and Belief, just north of Reality

      I like your style. Great suspense build up and nice ending. :)

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