A PROFOUND EXPERIENCE -PART 1(Horror stories short)

HORROR STORIES SHORT

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"Human Brain" its difficult to analyze how it can create or destroy things,there's a lot happening in every corner of this world which it acts not believing.
Being with someone you love at the point of their death is something which will be engraved in our hearts for a lifetime.Thinking and talking about them is painful after they are gone.

I still remember those days when my mom was fighting for her life in the hospital .she had a heart disease and it went on destroying all her body organs .she was on ventilator in her last few days.I  was satisfied seeing her and talking everyday though she couldn't talk or respond to me until that day.

The ground slipped under my feet that day when doctor advised us to take her home."All her organs are dead,we can't do anything....she would be at peace if takes her last breath home" the doctor said in a low tone......
Me and my sister stood dead for few minutes until  i noticed a tear falling down my father's eyes,it tore me apart as it was the first time i saw him helpless and broken.The silence in the room was broken by a voice behind me"Excuse me Madam ,we have some paperwork to do"  nurse said .I pulled myself together and took the paper from her hand.My hands were shaking,the thought that i won't be able to see or talk to my mom rattled me.It was like having a constant stomach pain,i stood rooted to the spot."I know it's painful but your mother is dealing with even more pain at this moment ,being on ventilator is not easy "she said. Tears started rolling down my cheeks with a constant heart ache,they didn't stop until we reached home.


 Lying on the couch she looked as if  sleeping peacefully,her pulse was slowly reducing.Thoughts flooded me as i was sitting beside her trying to feel her hand for the last time .I was pregnant,Yes the very thing my mother ever wanted was about to come true.The thought mom won't be able to see, talk or cuddle the baby  ever stopped me from announcing the news to other family members .I just wanted her to talk to me as i needed her the most at that time.I was expecting for some magic which can bring her back to life.I didn't wanted to let go her hand holding it felt like me, my unborn child and mom connected.


Time passed and i delivered a beautiful baby girl, me and my husband named her "Emma".Being and playing with her turned all my emptiness into happiness but i still wished my mom was here..
time flew by and Emma turned one.

My father drove me and Emma home for the weekend.That house had all memories of me with my
family ,there was something about that place that i could feel her presence.The flower pots in the lawn caught my eye,thinking about how much my mom loved them i started watering them.
"Lunch is ready"my father shouted from the door"."coming" i replied.My father was a great cook ,he expertised after my mother's death .We spent all day eating and talking .My dad was happy spending time with Emma,he had become a 60 year old child .

After a long tiring day i put Emma in the crib,thinking about Emma's new room arrangements i fell asleep on a couch near crib.At midnight i heard Emma giggling and
playing i laid straight on my back to look ,For a second i didn't realize what i was seeing--i jerked my head and looked again.There was my mother standing right another side of
 Emma's crib playing with her,but she appeared to be much thinner than she was and bright light surrounded her which made me close my eyes.

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Breathing hard i woke up as if i was running for a long time ,to my surprise Emma was asleep in her crib .I sat up and looked around for a second hoping to see mom but it was just me and emma.I stood up trying to recollect the dream i had,It had seemed so real i thought."coffee?" my father asked standing at the door."Sure" i said.I shared my dream with him sipping the coffee slowly."I miss her too dear....i dream about her almost every single day" he said casually.It was hard for me to believe it was a dream."But it seemed so real" i murmured to myself.

It was a bright day,i had lot to do on that day starting from the room cleaning to emma's room shopping . I drove alone to shop as my father was taking care of emma,i couldn't get that dream off my mind.The day passed we had some sausages and salad for dinner.Today i placed emma on bed beside me as i wanted read to her  ."Long time ago there was a little princess..." i started reading. After few pages a hand on emma caught my eye, surprisingly a part of me knew something unusual is going to happen  .I turned ...,there she was again.. sitting on the other side of emma ,placing hand on her shoulder giggling and laughing as i continued reading .My voice was filled with unusual
excitement and happiness,i couldn't take my eyes off her as i was afraid blinking would make her vanish."And the princess got his prince..."saying this i ended and looked at her.
my mother's hand came slowly towards me, holding my wrist she tried to write something on it.Though i couldn't feel anything i could see her running her fingers on my
wrist.

There was a gush of pain in my wrist it felt like someone is poking it with hundreds of needles ,i cried loud.I blinked and i found myself on the bed with emma sleeping beside me.the pain was  gone.My father came running to me ,it was morning."What happened dear..?" he asked." i saw mom...she was sitting right next to emma....and look she wrote something on my wrist too"i said.
putting my wrist forward i showed him," it's the tattoo" he said.I looked at it was engraved "mom" on my wrist.it was the same tattoo i had after my mothers funeral.
"ok let's have some coffee ,you will feel better" my father said".

Sipping our coffee slowly we sat silent facing each other."Dear i know you miss your mom ,she was the only person closest to you.but you can't keep hanging  on her .You need to move on and live life happily.I know your mother would wish the same.."he said and left thinking i need some time alone.

"Hey Anna time to go home" i heard a voice from behind.It was my husband standing at the front door had come to pick me up.Deciding i will never think about the dreams again ,I turned "give me some time i will be all set"
i said putting up a smile................................
I  am Anna watson and these were a few pages from my diary.

TO BE CONTINUED.....



(Horror stories short)