A story for contest in community :P

'It was supposed to be a story in which there is a dead body in woods and proper characterization so here I go...'

I am shitting scared and there are tears in my eyes already. My vision is blurring due to the drops of water which are flowing down my rosy cheeks. I can’t help myself but cry. How can I have killed someone? ‘Oh god... why did I kill him anyways?’, I think. And the next thought was ‘who the hell is he?’

He looked similar to the man I had seen on the crime show last week. ‘Why did I kill that damn man?’ , I ask myself again and again.

I look at the wooden plank which i am carrying, due to which my hands are in pain. I drop it down and see blood over it. It was this man’s blood. ‘Where the heck am I?’, I scream and look around. It is the woods, ‘The black Woods’ from the crime thriller. ‘How the heck did I get into the serial?’ , I shout in my aching mind. My head hurts and I wanna faint, but I can’t afford it. I try to behave brave and strong but can’t help to feel guilty for killing this innocent soul. I think I has lost my memory, but i remember my childhood, and that the day before I was at park with my buddies and also that i had seen this scene in the show on television. ‘Am I dreaming?’ I think and try to pinch myself. Pinch- pain I felt... ‘Is this pain real? Or is it the imagination working?’.

“Holy Shit” I scream and run around. I can’t run properly as I am too slow, no matter how much ever I try. I am sweating and all I can do is cry. I reach for the cell phone and call someone... I don’t know who but I recognize the number. That lady was my mom, probably. I tell her that I had killed someone and she tells me that I should go to the cops. I think and I run to find a way out of this woods. But I didn’t!

I am suddenly on my bed only to find my heart beats faster than ever and my best friend is sleeping beside me. Lots of this crime shows has screwed my mind. I won’t watch them again I swear to my mind and sleep again, only to find myself in ‘The Black Woods’ with a dead man I had mostly killed. I did not know him..........

-Aditi Gandhi.