|Facade (standard:horror, 491 words)|
|Author: Aracia||Added: Sep 24 2000||Views/Reads: 2463/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Enter the facade. Can you figure out what's reality and what's not.|
Facade He smiled at the little girl. So beautiful with her long brown hair and blue eyes. Her face was that of an angel. He reached for her but, she quickly disappeared. He fought back the tears and whispered " how quickly they grow up". He closed his eyes and thought of her birth. His beautiful Christine. Oh how her mother had screamed. He chuckled as the memories poured in. He could hear her like it was yesterday "Tom, you will never lay a hand on me again". How he had tried to calm her through her pain. Opening his eyes he saw his beloved Catherine watching him. She had just the slightest smile playing upon her delectable lips. He smiled at her and the memories flowed again. The lovely field where they had been married so many years ago. The flowers covering the green grass. How her hair had glistened in the sun. Her white gown blowing gently in the breeze. He sadly watched as the memory faded. Seeing his Catherine turning away from him and leaving. He closed his eyes and cringed at the bright light. It made it so hard for him to think. However, it had also become strangely comforting in its dependability. Opening his eyes he saw his angel, Christine. He called for her reaching his hand to her. She slowly walked towards him smiling her heavenly innocent smile and grabbed his outstretched hand. Suddenly the image faded and his head was filled with his own screams. The pain seered through his every fiber. He opened his eyes and screamed looking into the light. He slowly lifted his head from the cold table and saw his Catherine with a protective arm around Christine in the corner of the room. They looked so sad. He didn't understand why they were so sad. He watched as they turned and walking into the wall itself. Just as they neared the wall they disappeared. He slowly lay back down and looked directly into the light defeated. The tears stinging his eyes finally flowed free. He knew now with all certainty that they were lost to him forever. His wife and daughter, his life was gone. Dr. Michael turned from the viewing window. He glanced at Dr. Richards and said "It seems the shock treatment has taken his false memories, however I feel he is now totally lost". Dr. Richards turned and looked at the older Dr. and said yes perhaps but, at least he won't chant their names any longer. The older Dr. turned back to the window looking at the middle aged man rocking back and forth in the padded room. Yes but, we've now taken the only life he has ever known. He has no other true memories. "How could he having lived his entire life in that padded room" said Dr. Richards. The two Dr's turned, clipboards in hands and moved on to the next viewing window. Tweet
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