amateur88
09-15-2012, 11:13 AM
A Deserted House
I am an old, pale house, no one come to live inside me now, I stand all alone, dying and my last wish is to share my plight with you before I stop existing.
I was bright and yellow, shining and young, many families lived inside me and left, people mourned, people celebrated and same happened outside myself, each day the dark night fades away and a bright morning comes with hope, I was firm that light defeats darkness, but today I am unsure and I doubt for I alone witnessed the life of the Black’s and the day of our ultimate end.
It was a beautiful winter morning of 14 the Feb , the sun was about to rise and its early rays gleamed the cold dew drops covering the green velvety grass which carpeted my garden surrounded by the high wooden railings covered with entwined creepers of blue and white flowers, pink flowered creepers outlined my doors, THUDD ,the daily newspaper was thrown , the chirping of the little sparrows hiding in their nests amidst the branches of a the mango tree in the centre of my garden and the soft murmur of its leaves combined and sung the sweet melodious morning song,…which,..Suddenly gets disturbed by the screams coming from inside me “….HOW LONG WILL YOU MAKE ME SUFFER?RUINED MY LIFE AND NOW YOU ARE GONNA RUIN MYCHILD’S TOO,URRRGHH,I AM FED UP!THOUGHT YOU WILL UNDERSTAND,BUT YOURE HOPELESS,ITS JUST FOR HER SAKE, ,OFF YOU GO AND..SHHUT UP..!”…..THUDD, the main door opens wide apart, some pink tender flowers falls down from the creepers and are crushed under the black polished shoes, newspaper is picked up, pages are turned, “UmmNOTHING’S NEW, huh….. this died, that was murdered...JUST, HOPELESS! “….and is thrown inside me… BURRR, BURRR, BUR, burrr (car engine starts and the sound diminishes away soon) .Mr. Black had left for the office, there is sience, Mrs. Black sat in the dark and cried ,then as usual engaged herself in her unending chores. (She sometimes couldn’t ignore and tolerate the unbearable pain her husband has given her by deceitfully marrying her only to inherit her father’s wealth, when he was already married,she will never forgive him, the only reason, she bears him was Alicia).
This was their daily routine, Alicia already awaken by the screams of her parents fight, of which she was accustomed of, lied in her bed and stared the dark and gloomy ceiling with her beautiful blue eyes ,hearing sounds of unending mopping and cleaning by her mother,fresh just like the pink flowers which hung at my door, but no excitement in her, except James, her boyfriend ,who was going to propose her today,( I have seen her hungry for love and care ,which she never got from her parents, but now she thought she was going to get.) . She got dressed ,combed her hair and left them untied, for James loved them that way...”I AM LEAVING FOR COLLEGE MAMAA”………,yes !I am leaving ,Alas!, she sighed ,while Mrs. Black lost in thoughts of Alicia, whom I saw catching the school bus , and I kept watching the bus till its last glimpse faded away, I had a bad feeling.
Soon the noon passed away and the evening sunrays covered my garden, but there was no pink and orange in the sky but only grey and black, cloudy and dark, my velvety grass and flowers of creepers were soon soaked in rain water, I was sinking, I was worried why Alicia had not returned yet and there were no signs of Mr. Black too ,who used to return by now, unaffected Mrs Brown was preparing dinner,then suddenly …TRRING …TRRRRRIING, the phone ranged,Mrs Brown picked it up,…………”NOOOOOO AAAAAAAHHH!”[She cried] and …THUDD, I wanted to ask Mrs. Black what had happened? But those were her last words I heard , she fell on the floor, and never got up and the gas stove kept on burning and the food kept on getting cooked..I was crying the whole night with the rain, desperately waiting for Alicia and Mr. Brown to return to me back, I was scared to be alone.
Next morning, I was all wet and soggy, my garden was ruined, no flowers bloomed, my velvety grass was soiled by heavy rain, the railings down, sparrows broken nests floated on the water,THUDD, the daily newspaper was thrown at my door. After a few seconds, I heard the ,BURRRR,BURRR,”was it Mr. Brown ?,I thanked god!” ,BUT NO ,a police jeep halted outside my garden, i saw a policeman approaching me ,they came to tell Mrs. Black that Mr. Brown died in a car crash, but were shocked to see her lying dead, the newspaper was picked and I heard ,that a dead body of an 18 yr old girl was found ,her face was crushed, the girl was raped and murdered by a boy named James,…NOTHING’S NEW HUH, this died, that was murdered,JUST, HOPELESS! and was thrown inside me ,which is still lying untouched, no sounds of mopping and cleaning are heard now ,only unending silence prevails ….A dark night has covered me ,I have lost hope to see the bright morning ever, I am crumbling to pieces…I AM DESERTED!
I am an old, pale house, no one come to live inside me now, I stand all alone, dying and my last wish is to share my plight with you before I stop existing.
I was bright and yellow, shining and young, many families lived inside me and left, people mourned, people celebrated and same happened outside myself, each day the dark night fades away and a bright morning comes with hope, I was firm that light defeats darkness, but today I am unsure and I doubt for I alone witnessed the life of the Black’s and the day of our ultimate end.
It was a beautiful winter morning of 14 the Feb , the sun was about to rise and its early rays gleamed the cold dew drops covering the green velvety grass which carpeted my garden surrounded by the high wooden railings covered with entwined creepers of blue and white flowers, pink flowered creepers outlined my doors, THUDD ,the daily newspaper was thrown , the chirping of the little sparrows hiding in their nests amidst the branches of a the mango tree in the centre of my garden and the soft murmur of its leaves combined and sung the sweet melodious morning song,…which,..Suddenly gets disturbed by the screams coming from inside me “….HOW LONG WILL YOU MAKE ME SUFFER?RUINED MY LIFE AND NOW YOU ARE GONNA RUIN MYCHILD’S TOO,URRRGHH,I AM FED UP!THOUGHT YOU WILL UNDERSTAND,BUT YOURE HOPELESS,ITS JUST FOR HER SAKE, ,OFF YOU GO AND..SHHUT UP..!”…..THUDD, the main door opens wide apart, some pink tender flowers falls down from the creepers and are crushed under the black polished shoes, newspaper is picked up, pages are turned, “UmmNOTHING’S NEW, huh….. this died, that was murdered...JUST, HOPELESS! “….and is thrown inside me… BURRR, BURRR, BUR, burrr (car engine starts and the sound diminishes away soon) .Mr. Black had left for the office, there is sience, Mrs. Black sat in the dark and cried ,then as usual engaged herself in her unending chores. (She sometimes couldn’t ignore and tolerate the unbearable pain her husband has given her by deceitfully marrying her only to inherit her father’s wealth, when he was already married,she will never forgive him, the only reason, she bears him was Alicia).
This was their daily routine, Alicia already awaken by the screams of her parents fight, of which she was accustomed of, lied in her bed and stared the dark and gloomy ceiling with her beautiful blue eyes ,hearing sounds of unending mopping and cleaning by her mother,fresh just like the pink flowers which hung at my door, but no excitement in her, except James, her boyfriend ,who was going to propose her today,( I have seen her hungry for love and care ,which she never got from her parents, but now she thought she was going to get.) . She got dressed ,combed her hair and left them untied, for James loved them that way...”I AM LEAVING FOR COLLEGE MAMAA”………,yes !I am leaving ,Alas!, she sighed ,while Mrs. Black lost in thoughts of Alicia, whom I saw catching the school bus , and I kept watching the bus till its last glimpse faded away, I had a bad feeling.
Soon the noon passed away and the evening sunrays covered my garden, but there was no pink and orange in the sky but only grey and black, cloudy and dark, my velvety grass and flowers of creepers were soon soaked in rain water, I was sinking, I was worried why Alicia had not returned yet and there were no signs of Mr. Black too ,who used to return by now, unaffected Mrs Brown was preparing dinner,then suddenly …TRRING …TRRRRRIING, the phone ranged,Mrs Brown picked it up,…………”NOOOOOO AAAAAAAHHH!”[She cried] and …THUDD, I wanted to ask Mrs. Black what had happened? But those were her last words I heard , she fell on the floor, and never got up and the gas stove kept on burning and the food kept on getting cooked..I was crying the whole night with the rain, desperately waiting for Alicia and Mr. Brown to return to me back, I was scared to be alone.
Next morning, I was all wet and soggy, my garden was ruined, no flowers bloomed, my velvety grass was soiled by heavy rain, the railings down, sparrows broken nests floated on the water,THUDD, the daily newspaper was thrown at my door. After a few seconds, I heard the ,BURRRR,BURRR,”was it Mr. Brown ?,I thanked god!” ,BUT NO ,a police jeep halted outside my garden, i saw a policeman approaching me ,they came to tell Mrs. Black that Mr. Brown died in a car crash, but were shocked to see her lying dead, the newspaper was picked and I heard ,that a dead body of an 18 yr old girl was found ,her face was crushed, the girl was raped and murdered by a boy named James,…NOTHING’S NEW HUH, this died, that was murdered,JUST, HOPELESS! and was thrown inside me ,which is still lying untouched, no sounds of mopping and cleaning are heard now ,only unending silence prevails ….A dark night has covered me ,I have lost hope to see the bright morning ever, I am crumbling to pieces…I AM DESERTED!