She cringed as it tried to twist her neck.The evil forces had arrived, she realized. It pounded her head into bits and pieces, and smirked. Soon, she thought, she wouldn't be alive any more. She wanted to retch, so she tried to get off the bed to move towards the open bathroom. It pinned her neck to the pillow, rendering her helpless. Stiff-necked, she tried to move but fell just near her bed. The back of her head felt non-existent and she passed out.
When she regained consciousness a few minutes later, she was aching all over. Clutching her neck, she pleaded with the evil forces to let her go. They said, not yet !! Not until we have achieved what we wanted to *smirking again* !!!
She could hear the phone ringing in the living room and she knew it was him, her sweetheart; and she pined to hear his voice. Immobile and sore, all she could do is let it ring on and on.
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And then, she woke up. Yet another migraine-induced nightmare that had succeeded in giving her the creeps. She looked around to make sure everything was okay. With her head still pounding, she checked every nook and corner in the large house. Moved towards the medicine chest, found her pills and popped one. There was noone who could help her deal with all this. She'd become tired and weary with constant debilitating headaches, which were no less than evil forces that were there to stay.
Life had to go on.
2 comments:
reminds me of my nightmares :-)
What a twist!! I thought you were trying out a horror story!! Engrossing read, Urmi. A bit of editing here and there, but excellent writing, as always!
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