Unfinished….

i just decided to go a lil "bloody" haha, okay here goes nothing, hope it isint too bad[:(]:

The weather seemed pretty rough as gusts wind blew past me. My legs seemed to hurt but I walked on and didn’t stop doing so till reached no, 3, block, Southern Cross lane. I knocked on the door with great anticipation. I dwelled in my thoughts to what seemed like a quarter of an hour or so, until I realized the door hadn’t yet opened. I turned round concluding, that Ed must have not yet returned from work. I debated whether or not to enter through the window then I decide to do so.

I looked inside , but in vain, I was about to return to the window when it struck to me the idea of entering through the window was a result of me seeing it open! But Ed never kept his windows open. it just didn’t seem right, so I arbitrated to have a look upstairs. The silence had completely startled me that even the sound of my breathing seemed eerie to me. After I had checked all the doors and finally made for the bathroom to have a check and when I did so an quick excruciating shudder ran through me. Heaven knows why I didn’t scream .maybe I was numb with shock and this paralyzed situation me to stay motionless and quiet or I wasn’t yet able to take in the fact that …..Ed ………my Edward was …was no more. when this thought crossed my mind a shiver passed through my spine. I couldn’t help weeping and howling in grief. I just sunk on my knees in my unfettered and irreversible pain.
We were going to get married this summer at St. Adolphus church where Edward’s parents were married, Everything had been so perfectly planned …but that was now all gone. and there lay my love…Ed..in a pool of blood…!my wedding dress looked so dainty and winsome as one could imagine. Fantasies of my happy married life had crossed the limits of a layman’s dream. But now all that really seemed a dream very much far…far away from me.

p.s: this is a purely fictious story any resembelance to any thing or person is a pure coincidence.