Hi all!
I would like to present to you my short story that is titled "Uncertainty". Any comments are welcomed
Enjoy your reading!
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That was a few years ago, when I was an optimistic, young and quite happy guy. There was only one thing I didn't like about my life and that was called “loneliness”. But the day when my fate was to be changed was coming.
I still remember when I woke up early in the morning, hearing the horrible sound of my clock. “Another lonely day is about to begin” I thought, looking out of the window and listening to the sound of the rain. After I had had a breakfast I went out to catch a bus by which I always get to school. And then miracle happened. I saw her, standing in the rain and looking for any dry place. “That's my chance!” I thought. But I couldn't move a muscle. I just needed a moment to make my body work again. I was glancing at her long, dark hair when I heard: “Go there and do something!”, my brain gave me a piece of advice. I remember my heart beating fast. I made a few steps towards her.
“Hi! My name is Steve”, I said, making her surprised and a little bit confused.
“Hi. I'm Susie”, her voice was more wonderful than I had imagined.
“I thought I can do something to stop the rain falling on you”, I said, taking my red umbrella out of the rucksack.
“Thanks!”, I heard and that was the moment when the bus came.
The last picture I remember is both of us getting in the bus under my red umbrella. And nothing else mattered.
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It is nothing perfect on this world. Even such a beautiful thing as love is going to pass away. The moment when it will happen can never be predicted. But it seems that there is something that is always left, even if everything else has vanished and felt into oblivion. And that thing remains in your mind, it grows there and establishes its strong and inviolable position. And that are memories. That is what makes you wake up in the middle of the night, feeling that if it happens again, you will not be able to go through this. You take a deep breath and go to sleep once again, hoping that the bad dream will not disturb you any more. You have always dreamt about a person who would be close to you. And only with you. And you being only with this person. You were trying to do your best to find such a partner. You were so uncertain about your present and about your future. You were scared that the only thing which is left for you is long, lonely life. And then comes the moment when everything changes. You feel happy, proud of yourself, you enjoy the moment when the person you have ever wanted to have is with you, so close, so really, so truly.
Is it about not being mentally strong? Is it about not being sure if your choice was right? Why do all these worries appear? Thoughts that you will lose what you have. Anxieties which whisper, somewhere in the most hidden part of your soul, with no mercy, about being left with nothing one day. You are so angry at this, but you can't do anything. Trying to forget about your fears, trying to deaden them and restrain them in the deepest and the most forgotten part of your soul that they can never come out again. Sometimes, even this doesn't work as you want.
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It was supposed to be the usual evening. I went to the swimming pool as I always do on Mondays. There were no signs that this day was going to be special.
I parked at the usual place. It was always empty, although there were many visitors who travelled by car. I came out of my vehicle and entered the building where the swimming pool was situated. I was tired after a hard day of learning and the only thing I was thinking about was that I wanted to go to bed as fast as possible.
Suddenly, all my tiredness disappeared. I saw her. Susie. I still cannot say her name without the feeling of pain in my heart. It hurt so much when she had left me with an ironic smile and without a word of goodbye. I couldn't believe she had walked away. Since it happened, my life was like a dream of a lunatic.
Recalling this situation, I changed my clothes and entered the swimming-area. The water was cold, but I didn't pay attention to this fact. I was interested in her. She didn't notice me until I passed her, as if by chance, in the water.
“Steve? That's been a lot of time”, she said.
“Yes, indeed”, I whispered.
“What are you doing here?”
“I... er... I'm just swimming”, the best answer that came to my mind.
And then, it was so quick I even do not remember how it happened. I pulled her under the water and I was holding her until she was dead. Doing this, I felt free from my anger and fear.
“What are you doing? Hey! What are you doing?”, somebody was screaming at loud.
It didn't matter. I hardly heard his voice. Then I felt hands on my shoulders as somebody was trying to get me out of the swimming pool. It was annoying, because he was pulling me very strong.
I opened my eyes and saw the face of my mother. She was pulling my arm, asking me the same question all the time: “Are you all right?”. I was a little bit confused. “You were talking in your sleep.”, she added.
I looked out of the window. Raindrops were hitting the glass, making me feel sleepy. Was it a dream? I wish it were. Oh! Wait! I don't, in a way. Some part of it was quite pleasant. Some kind of the omen? I do not believe in such things.
“I'm fine. There is nothing wrong”, I replied.
After having a breakfast, I went out to catch a bus by which I always get to school. And then miracle happened. I saw her, standing in the rain and looking for any dry place. “That's my chance!”, I thought. I decided to make a few steps towards her.
