The letterA Story by UpwnedmyheartA short story with a twistHe wants to tell her how much he loves her. He is sitting, hunched over and sweating, at his desk in
the restricted crook of his apartment. The blank sheet of paper lies on the
desk, staring back at the man’s equally blank expression. He needs to finish
this letter tonight; there is no delaying it any more. His eyes flicker as a
rush of words race through his mind, his face is now strained as he carefully
beings assembling sentences. Not yet brave enough to stain the paper with ink,
in fears that he may shake and blunder, he starts articulating his letter out
loud. “Dear Anna…To Anna….To my dearest Anna” The man sighs shaking his head and resting it on the palm of
his hand. He glances at the clock; he needed to have this finished an
hour ago. “This is ridiculous” he mutters to himself before grasping
his pen, perhaps now he can finally begin. He falters ever so slightly as the pen touches the bare
page, the black ink already beginning to pool around the nib. “Hi” He scribes on the page in his finest cursive print. He slants his head to the left, gazing down at the page and
studying the word. Suddenly, in one rapid gesture he swipes his arm across the
desk knocking off all the objects, sending them cluttering and clanging to the
floor. His breathing is rapid and shallow; he slowly stands from
the desk chair placing his hands as supports on the desks level surface. As his
head falls in dissatisfaction his brown fringe cascades down into his line of vision;
he stands straight pushing the hair backwards, exhaling as he does. He doesn't want to do this any longer, he knows what he
wants to say, but his hands cannot produce the letters any more than his mind
can make them do so. He rifles through the contents on the floor in search of his
now blemished page. With pen still in hand he begins crudely sketching a word in thick bold letters. He looks down at the paper, shrugs and walks into the bathroom leaving the door slightly cracked behind him. ***** “Dad I’m home!” The
young woman shouts as she enters the dim and seemingly empty apartment. She scans the room waiting for movement and strains her ears
anticipating a response. “Dad?” She yells a little more apprehensively this time. She notices the clutter near the desk and how the objects appear
to have been hurled carelessly. As she is scans the confusion on the floor, a
beam of light illuminating the carpet catches her eye as it protrudes from the
cracked bathroom door. She steps lightly and cautiously begins edging the
bathroom door open. The light from the bathroom, which is at first blinding,
finally reveals the horrifying reality. The colourless body hangs from a strained rope, pinned to
the body is a sheet of paper with one word sketched crudely in thick bold
letters. Sorry. © 2014 UpwnedmyheartAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on March 31, 2014 Last Updated on September 2, 2014 Tags: #short #story #new #shortstory # AuthorUpwnedmyheartLa La Land, AustraliaAbout18, Australian, Single, Student Have always been very interested in writing and love reading and writing all genres. “Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understandin.. more.. |