Chapter 1: After Funeral

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

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After Funeral

The death of my beloved grandfather occurred quickly as i remember i am ten or eleven year old.No one expect my grandfather was to take care of me.We lived in Dagenham,East London in a small house of two rooms,my grandfather used to work in nearby shop and i usually went to buy items for his shop.

This moment occurred when i went to my grandfather in his shop and gave him wanted items.In these item i saw an unusual thing in bottle with black coating and a red strip over its cap.I was very aroused to see it and asked my grandfather that wholesaler had given me an rare item that is not you wanted.My grandfather picked it up and opened it by removing red strip over it and put it near to his nose to smell its smelly odor as i moved my nose to smell it that suddenly that dark bottle feel on my grandfather's physiognomy and went in his mouth.Yuck! Yuck! sound arose from his throat,all his mouth was spread with white liquid. 'Parson' ,my grandfather wailed over me ''what have you done naughty boy''.My eye got wider and i laughed seeing my grandfather wailing over me with sticky liquid in his mouth.We quickly left the shop and went to our house to remove liquid from his face n mouth.After some minutes of removing it my grandfather felt a great pain in his body and his eyes got green like a greenery.I quickly ran to the wholesaler who mistakenly gave me this black bottle and as i reached to his place and asked him about it.I got my mouth opened as i heard that it was arsenic poison.I quickly Returned to my house and was not able to tell my grandfather about the thing i have heard from wholesaler.Soon my grandfather got pale and was not able to move his body.He called me and in a soft tune asked me that what was that affecting liquid but i was feeling no control on my mouth as it was stuck and no answer was coming out from it.My grandfather repeated the question and i with my eyes full of tear replied with my whole energy that it was arsenic poison as my grandfather heard it he was no longer in this world.His dead eyes were indicating on me and i was feeling that they were saying that Parson you are the main reason for your grandfathers death!.

As i was alone in my house when my grandfather died and a hour had past until my grandfather was there were he was before dying.I don't know why their was a fear in my heart as i see my grandfather's eyes on me a hour ago.I can not call anyone to help me to carry my grandfather till graveyard because if i would call anyone he would suspect me as the killer of my grandfather seeing the poison full in his mouth.So i decided to carry him myself in the darkness of night.The day changed into night as fast as ferrari and the tension was covering my mind.I saw a walking cart beside the road and went to take it.The cart was at my house's doorsteps and i went inside to carry my grandfather from the room till the door.I was shocked! see the room empty.I briskly ran outside the door with terror of this in my soul.In this chilly night i was sweating like a rain and this question was trembling my body that,'' where is my grandfather's dead body and how could it disappear''?.In the Backyard of the house as i was patrolling for my grandfather's expire body that immediately my legs stopped working and i powerlessly fell down on the ground ,only one thing was going in my mind that was the moment when my grandfather was dying he also became powerless and was not able to move so i thought that i was also dying like him and closed my tearful eyes.As i opened my frightened eyes ,what i saw i was not believing.I was laid down on a grave in a gloomy graveyard.I quickly stood up and stared here there but no sign of humanity.I was feeling that my mind had frozen because it was not able to think or work.While i looked to identify the grave on which i was lying.I got to knew that there was written LATE MR RICHMOND PYRE.It took me time to remember that it was name of my dead grandfather.I ran to find the way out but the was not able to find it.My was body shaking like a spring and mind was repeating the name of my grandfather constantly and i was asking only one question from myself that how it could be my grandfather's grave as funeral has not be done but i had to believe as there was no other choice left.I feeling that my tongue is no more as nothing was coming out of it.I was thinking that it was my grandfather who was punishing me for his death.After long time i found a light coming from the graveyard ground as i moved nearer ,i found that it was coming from a hole inside the ground.I thought that it was only way to escape as i continued to dug it by my nails.Suddenly the hole turned into a giant well and i was fallen inside it.Inside there was a smell of sweat as any human was there for centuries.I was unable to see anything as inside was too gloomy.I was making voices to indicate if there was not anything in which i could bang.I learned this way of indicating from my grandfather who also gave me example of bats who are blind but indicate by there tune.Suddenly I saw my grandfather's blooded face,i was all shaken but after my past experience I got to knew that i have to face these consequences.I tried to speak with my grandfather but no reply was there.After I stop questioning my grandfather who was there or was not,I felt that somebody was pulling me, who was he the question arisen in my mind and the answer was that he was my grandfather.He pulled me out from that gloomy well and now i was feeling freedom but the fear was also in my mind.As I turned back I saw my house and immediately i heard voice of my grandfather saying that,'' it was a lesson for you so that you can be calm in doing work as you were always in hurry.This lesson will make you careful in doing work''.Now I was out of touch of fear and was saying to myself that,''Yes,I was in hurry always and because of that my grandfather lost his life and now this lesson by my grandfather made me fearful but changed me''.I sold that house to a nearby old man who looked similar to my grandfather and moved to other city where i was unknown to everyone so I could start my life from beginning.

MOHSIN HUSSAIN CHANNA

(MHC)


Submitted: March 30, 2012

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