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A deep hidden secret

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Written by   18
1 month ago
Topics: Reality, Story

This is my first work in literature. I hope you give real feedback on my short story.

A Deep Hidden Secret

It was six in the morning when he opened the eyes. The alarm was ringing and he switched it off. He was bending himself. Suddenly the phone rang. He picked it up. “Hello!” A girl said calmly. He shocked and sat up quickly in bed. He did not reply. She did the same, but still, he was dumb. “He thinks his greeting did not bring any understanding.” She told. He encouraged himself very hard and asked her with a trembling sound “Excuse me, who are you?” She elucidated with laughing that her overture is a deeper invisible contradiction. She subtracted. “If you expect to realize me, then discern me at eight on the beach.” She confided her bye with a kissing’s tone and stopped the call before he had completed the queries.

He put down the phone and got off his bed. He walked over to the window and watched out. The sun had risen above the mountains. Nature seemed fresh and birds were singing in the garden. This was the time he felt excitement growing inside him because of meeting a girl. It was a very long time up to eight and hard to wait. He had been walking around his room by looking at his watch time by time for half an hour. After a long waiting, it was near to leave for the beach. Beach was about two miles far away from here. So he put on my glasses and drove to the beach.

It was four to eight when he got near to the beach. He parked the car and walked toward the beach. Everything seemed happy. He turned his eyes toward the sky. The weather had become rainy. At first, drops were falling rarely but soon became too heavy. He went to the entrance of the beach’s cafe and waited for the rain to stop. After a while, the rain stopped and he came out of the cafe. It was a quarter past eight. She has not appeared so far. He looked for something to set. There was a couch on one side of the beach. He lay down in it and looked at the sea. It seemed calm and white seabirds were flying over the water. He had been waiting for fifteen minutes more but still, she has not come to the beach. He sat up on the couch and stretched his feet down. Suddenly something touched with his right foot. He looked at it like a guitar. He hugged it tightly and pulled its strings with his fingers. He was listening to his playing. Suddenly the phone rang again. He picked it up. “Wow, what a trendy coat in blue colour.” He said. He glanced at his coat. It was blue. He gazed it around himself. There was no one. “Do you see me?” He asked her. “Yes,” She said. “How about you?” she asked. “No,” He said laughing. Suddenly he saw her black hair waving behind a pillar. She was standing on the other side of the road behind the pillar. “Hmm… what a wonderful hair behind the statue,” he told. She knew that she is seen by me. She ended the call and appeared from the pillar. Now she wanted to pass through the road toward him. Suddenly she hit by a car very hard in the middle of the road. “No…..” He shouted very loudly. The car has disappeared instantly. He ran toward her. She was lying. He saw the dark red blood going on her forehead. He put his arm around her. “Wake up dear; wake up!” he said in crying. He closed his ear to her mouth. There was no breathing. She was dead. The ambulance arrived. Two men fell out and took her to the entrance of the ambulance. Her white face has disappeared when the door closed. He leant for a long time towards that pillar wherever she had hidden. “Who was she?” he asked himself. Suddenly he reminded her first calling today’s morning. Her introduction was a deeply hidden secret.

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