The Call From Mid-nite

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
She was so desperate; waiting for that strange
mid-nite call.

Submitted: September 12, 2013

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Submitted: September 12, 2013



Is mid-nite, all is quiet in her attic, this place of little light, is her favorite corner, to wait for the call, when mid-nite strike. Nothing scary, yet; beyond her fears, in this darkness, somber moment, she's awaiting. Every mid-nite, she sits on her couch asking herself; when? why? where?. She's been doing the same, since that very first mid-nite, waiting for the when, the why, the where. Every mid-nite, she isn't clear about the understanding, often she keeps the secret to herself; she trust, no one else.

When? Time is due now, she said; why?...Did I make a mistake? No call yet; when? It is, kind of extended time now; on purpose? Every mid-nite, the same questions, that she always ask to herself; but she finds no answers. She has her faith, it will be here soon, it will come, and I will hear that call.

90 minutes after mid-nite, already, suddenly; 'POR ALLA HUMEA'; this voice said...'TU MADRE QUE SE MEA'; she answered. At last, now she can go to bed, knowing that whoever was yelling and cursing in Spanish, she knows, that tomorrow, at mid-nite, that voice, will get from her, nothing but, the same shitty Spanish answer...End of Mistery.

By: Juli Monat

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