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DEATH OF BLUE LONG HAIR

Kavya_Harikuttan
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This story is a story that follows a murder. It is a very short story. A beautiful blue hair drives this story forward.
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Chapter 1 - 1.David's House

 

"Isn't it better for the human body to lie in the blood than for the blood to lie inside the human body?  ",He asked her....

   "I forgive you.... ",he looked at her breathless body and said again.

    Then he began to collect the blood that had flowed out of her body into a large vessel. He stared at look the bowl of blood for a while. Tears began to flow from his eyes.  He slowly began to cry.  He looked at the blood and said, "I would not have cried like this if you had obeyed me."

    Cried, and then he slowly began to laugh, "You know me well. Yet you did not obey me," he said aloud.

  He took the bowl full of blood and poured it into a small pit, then lifted her  body and threw it into her pit full of blood.

  "In a few days you will be a tasty wine for me. "He looked at the pit and closed the hole with a lid...

 

                 David was reading the newspaper in the room.  A phone call came in, interrupting his reading. He answered the call. The call was from someone very important to him.  That person called him for help.  David accepted his request for help.  David was not at all interested in having someone else live with him, but he had only learned to accept that person words.

 

    The next day, the guest arrived at David's home.

     Sam also didn't want to come to David's house at all.  But he too had not learned to resist his father's words. Sam parked the car in front of David's house and got out of the car. Around the David's house was full of trees.  Sam stared at a sculpture at the top of the house.  The sculpture brought back memories of his girlfriend.

    David was watching all this through the window. David realized that Sam would not come in unless David called. David went out of the house. Then David invited Sam home. They both didn't even laugh at each other.  Sam went inside the house.  David had prepared a room for Sam.  Sam went to that room. Sam looked around the room.  The whole house was built of a special stone.  There was only one window in that room.  Sam loved the room with lots of windows.  Sam, however, did not have the mentality to quarrel with David this time.  He decided to stay in that one windowed room.

      That day passed, nothing in particular happened. Every day was passing.  It's been a week since Sam came here.

     "Sam, we need to talk today", David told Sam while eating.

 When Sam heard this, he stopped eating.  He then asked David, "Do you think I am your patient? I do not need your treatment. Do not expect any cooperation from me."

David smiled when he heard Sam's reply.

"You can share any of your problems with me.  I'm waiting for your response."

      After saying this, David got up and left.  Sam felt anger when he heard that reply from David. "You can never help me  "Sam said to himself...

 

         "I can help you" ,Suddenly someone said to Sam's ear. He was suddenly shocked and then turned around. But there was no one around him. Who was talking to him now? He got up from his chair and looked around the hall.

      That was the first time Sam had ever been out of the house.  Then he started walking outside. David's house  were very quiet.  Everywhere was full of trees and plants.  Sunlight fell on the yard through the trees. Sam walked down a hallway there.  No matter how far he went, Sam could see the top of David's house. Sam stood under a tree, then he stared at look the same sculpture above David's house.  He felt that the sculpture was looking at him.  After a while, the sunlight that had been falling on David's house suddenly stopped.  Sam noticed that change.

       The wind was blowing a little.  At that moment, the sound of someone screaming was heard in Sam's ears.  He looked around.  That sound was so scary.  The laughter came from near the sculpture.  He looked carefully at the sculpture.  At first he could not see any difference from the sculpture.  But then Sam felt black hair flying over the top of the sculpture.  He looked at the sculpture again with suspicion.  That hair was still flying in the wind.  Sam quickly ran home.  The wind was blowing at the same speed as he was running. He reached in front of the house and looked at the sculpture.  But then Sam could not see a single hair on top of the sculpture.  Sam was very upset and he went inside the house.  Then he climbed the ladder and approached the sculpture. Today he saw a another part of that sculpture.  The sculpture had two faces.  The look on the back of that sculpture was scarier than the look on the front.  He slowly touched the head of the sculpture. Then he checked to see if the sculpture had hair. No, that sculpture had no hair.  He stared at look the sculpture for a while, then slowly began to walk away.  In the meantime he unknowingly looked at that tree, the same tree he had stood on a minutes ago.  What he saw there shocked him.  Because those long hairs were now flying around that tree. That sight frightened Sam a little.  He stared at the sight in shock.  He wondered if this was probably his hallucination too. Because his eyes have deceived him many times.

 

         Sam could not sleep that night.  It was because of the strange sight he saw today. The whole room was shrouded in a negative energy.  Sam had the window open.  So the cold wind had entered the whole room.

             A bundle of hair began to enter the room through the window .  Those hairs came rushing at him .The hairs were looking for him.  That hairs crawled across the room like a snake. His mind was somewhere else.  That is why he did not see the hairs. Those hairs started coming towards him.  It slowly wrapped around his neck.  Suddenly he awoke from his dream.  He touched his neck and looked up.  He got a long hair from his neck.  He stared looked at the hair itself.  Sam wondered if what he saw was a dream or a reality. He kept that long hair in a book.....