In the light of a candle

A Story by D.Y.Petkova

Introduction

In the light of a candle

  Do you know which is the best place to tell a horror story ? Yes,you know. But which is it ? Maybe around the campfire,when everyone is holding their breath ,when the only light is from the fire and you don't know what is behind you ? No. Or maybe in the old ruined house around the corner. You know, with the broken windows , bad garden and a creepy tree in the backyard .Again,no. No,the best place to tell or listen a scary story is your own room.
  So let's imagine.Imagine you are in your own room with some friends.Midnight has just passed.It is the time of the witches ,spirits and cursed souls . Not a wise idea to be awake in this hour.Who knows what would happen ? But you are not alone. There is music ,laughter and lights. But not for long. Now imagine that suddenly the electricity is out. The music stops,the light darkens. Silence fills the room. You know you have a flashlight. But where is it ? Are you brave enough to look for it in the dark house ? Yes. Can you find it ? No. Nobody has a phone,camera or i-pod because everyone left them in the other room. Now imagine all you have is one candle. Just one. And a lighter. Imagine you light the candle and put it on the table. Everyone is around it. It can't light the whole room. All you can see is the faces of the guests . And the shadows. The shadows that dance on the walls,on the furniture , everywhere. The whole house is dark and silent. All you can hear are whispers. Some are from your little group. But you think you can hear others. Breathing,quiet steps,scratching outside the  window. But there isn't anybody there .You know it. But what do you feel ?
  Now is the time of horror stories. So let's begin ...