Blessed by the Widow Bride

This story was inspired by the movie, "Corps Bride."

In the dark a woman would appear. By the curtains she would whisper in your ear, “May you have a wonderful Marriage. May it always be full of sunshine and rainbows. Never to be clouded by the Misery that I endured.” As she cries to herself, her words would be true as she left without another word in the room.  People would say that This was a sign of good fortune to be blessed by the widow Bride. She goes out of her way to bring happiness to newlyweds. Guiding them into a happy life.
But there is a secret that no one would know.
She steals the lives of these brides. Pretending to be them, to hide the lies of her past. Shaking her head as if it never had happened to her. All she ever wanted was to love and to be loved. In Her anger these couples would die. As she once again realizes, that she can’t have a second chance. Her lover had left long ago leaving her to die alone. Now, she is forever stuck in a hell called, “Earth.” Roaming around with a deep wound, not to be seen for it is in her heart. Where the death of her dreams shall lay in the dark.

She remembers every part. As she visits the hill where a swing always stayed still. Until, the widow bride glides her hands across the chains. It would only swing for her. For it was her most cherished memory. That no one was allowed to harm.
Her lover would bring her there, back when they were married. All happy and ever changing. He would push her on the swing and her face would glow brightly. Looking back nothing was frightening. But on the same hill she ran into his arms. With the same old smile. The widow bride shuttering when her eyes laid upon a knife. Her sight did not fail it was true to the pain as she felt ill. Yet, it did not compare to her mental despair. The one she loved with all her heart was the one who tore her apart. Without Hesitation stabbing her to death was an easy task and as she breathed her last breath all she heard was her lover's words.
“You were a fool for love until the very end.” As she awoke, she could not believe her eyes. The widow bride was no longer alive.  For laying by her side was her body and with blood all over the ground, she cried. Until, someone had found her and as they dragged her body away. All she could say was, “Goodbye.”

For, Days and nights had gone on by. Crying did not change her past. She Thought of a plan and that's when the rumors started at last.

Reviews

[Author Gus]

Your grammar is much better than most of the writing that I have found on this site, my only suggestion grammatically is to check on comma placement. For example "Pretending to be them, to hide..." This is a comma slice, the easiest fix is to replace the comma with a semicolon (;)

[Egonarc]

Thanks so much, it's easy to miss those things. ^-^ Nice to have another set of eyes haha.