The Truth Inside by Roshan Menon
It was three in the morning and I had missed the cab that had passed in front of me. "Damn! Now how am I supposed to get back home," I screamed. I decided to walk back home. It wasn't far away. A fifteen minute walk would get me to my bed.
I had just finished a party and was extremely tired. The fifteen minute walk took ages to end. There was a short-cut to get back home fast but I decided not to take it. Why? The short-cut ran through the old chinese cemetery which was really spooky. I took the longer way.
There were not many cars travelling on the road. Very few had passed by. But there was no one walking around there either. So I started to walk slightly faster. And soon enough I reached a bus stop.
I sat there to take a breather. All those drinks I had earlier were not helping. I was trying to catch my breath when I saw someone walking towards the bus stop too. I got up from there and beginned to walk back home. I turned around but there was no one there. "He must have gone back," I wondered.
I continued walking and saw some one ahead of me walking towards me. But something was really odd about the person. He looked very familiar, like someone I had seen before. He was pacing slowly towards me. Something about the way he walked also was extremely familiar. But I couldn't see his face.
I walked faster to see if it was someone I knew. But my gut told me to stop there and turn back. I kept on walking. But there was something really spooky about him. Everytime he walked under a lamp post, the light will flicker. Weird.
As I walked pass the person. a chill ran down my spine. The way the person walked, dressed was exactly like me! The person was me. I felt cold and pale suddenly. The hair on my hands stood up. I was scared.
I started to walk even faster refusing to turn around to see it. I thought wheter it was my mind playing tricks on me. It was have been the twelve glasses of scotch that was causing this illusions.
I turned around but it wasn't there. It was just my mind playing tricks on me. Thank god! I looked ahead and could see my house from afar. So I continued my walk dismissing what I had just seen. Then I heard the rustling of leaves and turned around to see what it was.
It was the person again. The lamp post was flickering again. But this time I screamed. It was me, without a head! The blood was dripping from the neck onto its clothes. And thats when I saw the head. It held the head in its hands by the hair and there was blood dripping from the neck onto the road.
I started to run for my life screaming simultaneously. And when I turned around to see, It was chasing me. I ran and ran and tripped over something and fell on the road. I could feel the blood oozing out from my face. I fainted.
The next morning I got up to the sunlight on my face. I wasn't in my bed. I was in the cemetery. I had fallen asleep against a gravestone. There was a funeral going on. I went up to see it.
I saw my mom and dad there crying. As I got closer, I saw that it was me inside the coffin, without a head.
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