The Light Into The Dark Black!

It was a cold night of November. Julia had just arrived to her home. She was ready to take a bath and sleep. It was late and she was so tired. She had one of the most difficult days at work. Her boss was ungry all day long…

 She took off her clothes and she entered the bathtub. The warm water made her relax so that she fell in sleep. Time passed… A loud knock on the door woke her up and scaried her! «Who is it?» She asked «I am coming!». Noone answered. She wore her robe and she run to open the door.

She stoped runing one breath close to the door and asked again how was outside, but nobody answered. She touched the door with her ear so she could hear something from outside. 

«Shall I open?» She asked herself… and she opened the door. She looked around and noone was there. She turned around to go back inside. A man was standing in front of her.

She could see nothing, but the dark black! She couldn’t move her body. She could say nothing and the scare had already come and was shuddering her skin!

A small light seamed to be in depth. She started relaxing as she was thing how she could be moved. She tried so hard to, but it was impossible! 

A door opened behind her and someone came close… Her breathing became faster and her heart was like would come out of her body. Someone moved her telling he was going to «end this». 

«What is he going to do?» She thought and started crying quietly. She felt he left her down and he was trying to let her free. Now her hands are free to move and she takes off the hood. Someone is in front of her, but far away from her! He leaves… «Hey, You! Who are you? Say something; what did you do to me? What did you want?» He has already left, but a paper was next to her writing «The wanted to hurt you, so they could take revenge on behalf of…» Something, or someone had make him stop writing. Maybe he could find his mischief after leting her free!

My responce to The Daily Post.

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dimitrapyromali

Posts I create on my own, about inspirations from the daily life, responces to other blogs, "only greek", novels or part of novels (in greek) I write and photographs. I write texts, about the way we think and the way we act, as jumans.

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