How to Love?

October 22, 2012
By Kholiswa24 BRONZE, Addis Ababa, Other
Kholiswa24 BRONZE, Addis Ababa, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."


He watched her chest rise and fall as she slept, the thin sheets barely covering the translucent top of her pajamas. The soft curves of her cheeks remained him so much of Constance, but she was dead and he would never see her again.

Slowly he walked nearer to her bed and sat down beside her, from this close he could see all her features small, delicate and perfect. He was sure this was his dead wife. Hungrily he pulled down the covers to her ankles but she stirred sending him into perfect stillness until he was certain that she was still sleeping. Cautiously he continued in his pursuit, lifting her dress and tracing his hand up her legs toward the frilly pink underwear which waited him tauntingly. He had begun knitting his fingers on the elastic of her panties when she jolted awake, sending his hands fleeting from her skin like steam from a scolding kettle.

“Dad?”


The author's comments:
We were in creative writing class when our teacher asked us to write 'sick' stories. I looked at this word as widely as I could and tried to see in it ambiguity. We were all writing hopelessly wonderful love stories when I got it, what sick could mean as in wrong. Its provocative, its real and it really forces you to wonder. I hope you like it.

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