Carol is dead

By

Damian Francis

This is an attempt to write a short story. I hope you enjoy it.

Carol’s body was lying on the floor, her indescribable beauty made the scene unbelievable. She was a beautiful white flower that caught people’s eye. The police had knocked at the door several times and nobody opened it, there, by her side, Martin Smith was sitting like a bronze statute; he could not listen or talk, he was in shock. The first expressions that one of the police said were “he killed her, he killed her…”- “put your hands up”- said the other one. Carol had disappeared some days ago, her family was extremely worried about that situation.

She had gotten engaged a couple of weeks ago, that is the reason why Martin behaved as a cornered animal, he was not able to think clearly , his split mind made him feel he was between two fire. He repeated himself “if she is not mine, she won’t be with anyone else”. He was wide awake for two days, just thinking about, Carol, the woman he loved. This love was bigger than the universe; nothing made sense if she was not by his side.

Since she got engaged with a man imposed by her father, they had not been able to see each other, and it was killing Martin. One gray afternoon, he made the decision to knock at Carol’s windows room and propose her to run away together, but she said they would talk about it the day after because they could not be seen together in her room.

The day after, Carol left the house with dawn to talk about the decision they had to make. On her way, she felt the cold wind slapping her face as if it were complaining with her for the decision she was about to make. The wet streets recorded her steps, one by one.

When Carol arrived at Martin’s room, the door was opened, he had been waiting for her all day long. The room was dark, and there was a sharp ammonia odor that made Carol shakes. They started the conversation without looking each other in the eye. She said that she loved him, but they could not be together, it was an impossible love.

Martin approached her and with both hands around her neck, he tightened it so strong that he strangled the poor Carol. When she was breathless, he put her on his lap on the floor. He repeated “I love you, I love you, I love…”and then, he stood still.