A Bunch of Horror Stories

A Bunch of Horror Stories
episode 22 (death )



I open my eyes slowly, my head feels dizzy. I woke up shocked to sleep under a tree. I forgot why I can sleep here? The more I tried to remember my head getting dizzy.


I tried to stand up even though my whole body was painful and strangely, my body felt light.


I set my feet to go home but, not far from the tree, a crowd of people surrounded something. I approached them and asked.


“Excuse me sir! what's so many of these?” I asked an old man, but instead of being answered, I left regardless of my question. I snorted in annoyance.


My eyes were looking for a gap to see what was happening, but too many people were jostling so much that I decided to go home because there was no point in continuing to stand here without knowing anything. The man I asked did not answer. I feel like I don't exist for them!.


Before I turned around, I heard a mother's chatter saying that a girl was murdered by her lover. I listened to the conversation until an ambulance came. The girl was picked up by the nurses and put in a car. His face was not very clear because so much blood was soaked all over his body. I'm concerned because at a young age, he had to die horribly.


“Everyone will definitely feel death as well as me, death will come! We as humans are just waiting for the angel of death to pick up”, I said in my heart.


After that, I continued my intention to go home.


“What pity that girl! The love that he hoped to become a catastrophe in his life, leaving regrets and culminating in betrayal”.


I knocked on the door and said my greetings but, no one answered then, I opened the door which turned out to be unlocked. The guest room was very quiet, there was usually my sister who played here, father who did not escape reading the newspaper, mother who was very loyal to accompany the kitchen, grandfather and grandmother who joked, now there is no. Where are they all?. I who do not want to take a headache go straight to the room to fall.


“Aaaa!” screams and cries made me wake up from sleep in shock, then I forced my feet to step outside the room. It looks like many people surround something covered with long cloth and the shape resembles people.


“Ah no! Is there anyone who died” I thought.


The yellow flag at the door made it clear to me that someone had died. I count all my family afraid, some of them died but, everything is complete. Then who?.


A tall white man with handcuffed hands entered the room followed by two policemen. His voice looked deeply regretful and sad. He walked up to the corpse, then opened the cloth that covered the face.


I was shocked to see the body that turned out to be a girl who was killed this morning.


“Yura, forgive me!” I was shocked by the man's words.


"Isn't that my name"