Searching for Heaven
The wind blew Rita’s hair into her eyes and mouth as she stood facing gray hanging sky that blended with the asphalt parking lot below. Misguided dreams and hopes of infinite possibilities would end here on the roof, with her shoes firmly planted on the edge of the precipice. No more dress rehearsals. She had plenty of those. It was time to say goodbye. With her prized Gucci purse slung over her shoulder and a card stapled to the strap that said “Rita Minerva’s purse” prevented any doubts of ownership.
Harold would be upset, of course. More than upset. He would be apoplectic, but he would get over it just as got over his addiction to cigarettes. Maybe that’s all she was, an addiction. She smiled. How ironic that a bottle of Valiums lay inside her purse beside a beautifully penned note she wrote on a personal card left over from her wedding. She used the cards sparingly over the years in order to save them for special occasions.
She drew in a breath of frigid air, checked her watch and then the parking lot five stories below. The others would break for lunch soon. Again, she smiled. She loved irony. “Oh, well,” she said, closed her eyes, leaned forward, and allowed gravity to grab hold of her, dragging her down with the wind, and cold, and red tinted shadows that streamed against her inner eyelids until she met a formidable, unyielding force. A wallop of pain, like shards of shattered glass, splintered her skin and reverberated throughout her body, hurtling her into an endless drift of darkness.
Holy moly, I found myself holding my breath while reading this chilling story. Nicely done, Lauren.
Thanks!!! This one scared me, too.
Okay, I gotta say Lauren, this had me riveted to your every word; not knowing where you were going with it.
BRILLIANT ending! OMG…I had CHILLS!
Well done, Lauren. WELL done!
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Thanks Ron. I’m so glad I pulled you in. Wow! Chills. Cool!
Evil Twin is starting to call out, “Lisa, Lisa.”
Sigh.
I’m gonna have nightmares.
Oh crap. I didn’t mean to encourage her. Can you put her in a cage or lock her in the basement? Bad idea. Then, she’ll just scratch at the door.
Oh, shit! I remember this story. It scared the crap out of me a year ago, too. Now you tricked me into reading it again. You’re an evil one, Lauren.
I am evil. Luckily most of it’s fictional.
OH MY GOSH THAT IS CRAZY GOOD!!!!!!
Thanks Katherine. I think crazy best describes it. : )
Very nicely done.
Thank you.
Super creepy! Well written and perfect for this time of year.
Thanks Phil! I love the dark stuff.
Oh my days, what happened? And I hate to guess. This is scary stuff, and tonight I shall hear the words Lisa Lisa as soon as the lights are turned off. 🙁
A really gripping read mate.
hah! Thank you! I’ve got to start writing more dark stuff. Since I started blogging, I haven’t refined several dark stories that I’ve written.
I will never be able to go down into my basement again.
Hey wait, the laundry room is down there… THANKS LAUREN!! You’re the best! 🙂
Don’t do laundry. Keep buying new clothes. I’ve always hated basements. It’s the perfect creepy setting.
OMG…that is awesomely creepy. I may never go into my basement during a rain storm again.
Thank you!!! I’m glad you stopped by.
I try to avoid basements during rain storms and septic tank backups. Actually, we’re supposed to get a storm on Friday. I hope it’s not a nor’easter. Lately, we’ve been getting them once a year.
Read this before, the first time you published it.
Absolutely terrific! Effective from start to finish, not a wrong note anywhere . Could be an episode of a show like Alfred Hitchcock Presents. Really, really good work, Lauren!
Perry, thanks so much. I’m open to any TV offers. : ) Let the bidding start now. Happy Halloween!
Holy $&%! That was awesome. My heart was racing! LOVED IT!
Thanks so much. That is so great to hear.
I loved it, so spooky and heart-pounding, fantastic writing Lauren 😉
Thanks so much, Karen.
I dont easily got scared when reading. But this story really gives me a goose bumps. You are talented in writing 🙂 Keep it up.
Edge of chair read.. you had me from the start, hated for it to end, but also relieved because I found myself hold in my breaths. Love when this happens… Excellent.
Thanks Brenda. Wish I could get back on the keyboard again. I’m so stuck. Lots of life glut.
ZOMFG!! I am totally going to have nightmares now! But what an awesome read. I was holding my breath the whole time!