This short story will be linked up at the SHORT STORY PROMPT LINK PARTY 16.
Ready? Here’s the prompt:
The sun was shining brightly but then…
Now, here’s my version:
WHO WAS BEHIND THE CURTAIN? – PART 3
The sun was shining brightly but then the sky became dark. It looked like a thunderstorm was brewing as I could hear thunder in the distance.
What an unpleasant day this was going to be. I hadn’t slept again last night after the girls at the reunion brought up tales about the old house, the legend behind it, and the supposed curse. What I heard last night kept me awake all night!
As we stood outside of our high school building, we listened as each girl had her own version of the legend and curse. I was amazed at how much they knew, none of which I had ever heard before.
These particular girls had remained in town whereas I had left town after high school and went away to college, rarely returning and then only occasional short weekend visits and holidays with my aunt and uncle.
“Let’s go there tonight!” one of my classmates suggested. I could detect the excitement in her voice.
“No way, are you crazy? another one replied.
I just stood and listened as they all debated whether or not it was a good idea to go to the old house. One of them noticed that I wasn’t offering an opinion on what we should do, so she asked me what I thought.
“Well, as a matter of fact…I went there yesterday,” I replied.
“What?” several of them shouted at the same time. My reply to her question shocked them.
“Oh wait, that’s right!” she replied to me.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“That’s right, it’s ok for you to go there.”
“It is?” I asked her with a puzzled look on my face.
“Yes, sort of! When the old house curses one of your family members then you’re good for 20 years!” she readily explained.
“What?” I asked as I was now really confused.
“Yes, and since it cursed both your parents then you’re good for 40 years!!” she went on continuing to explain.
I was shocked! I had no idea what she meant as I had never heard any of this before. I asked for her to explain further.
She proceeded to tell me that back when my parents were teens, they were dared by their friends to go onto the property. They didn’t believe in the curse but their death in the car wreck was a result.
WOW! So, the town thought my parents died in a car wreck due to a curse, a legend. I now knew why I detected an uneasiness in the voices of my aunt and uncle when I had asked them about the old house.
This was going to be a dark and gloomy day in more ways than what the weather was brewing up but I knew I had to talk to my aunt and uncle again about the old house.
*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.