|miracle from beyond (standard:Ghost stories, 1375 words)|
|Author: Sully||Added: Dec 02 2002||Views/Reads: 1950/1192||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|a woman finds the supernatural to be very real|
MIRACLE FROM BEYOND Kelly just couldn't shake that feeling; it was ominous and very strong. Like a large heavy blanket smothering her. She wasn't prone to putting a lot of stake in the paranormal, but she wasn't a disbeliever either. It was strange little things happening, dreams, stomach feeling tight and churning all the time. She was feeling nervous and jumpy; it felt as if someone was in the room with her, watching her. Kelly had that deep gut feeling that she couldn't shake off. The best she could do was try to put the feelings out of her mind, try to ignore them. Kelly sat in the bath relaxing with a hot cloth over her face. She liked the heat and the hot water made the bathroom like a sauna. Even relaxing in the bath she kept fighting the urge to look around. She couldn't help it she pulled the cloth from her eyes and glanced around the bathroom. Kelly jumped 2 inches as she saw something move in the fogged mirror. The shape was blurry through the steamed mirror, but she was sure she had seem something move. It was instant her heart was pounding in her chest. She jumped out of the tub snatching a towel from the rack and wrapping it around her. She was still dripping wet, she slowly peeked out her door into the living room. It was dark and seemed quiet. She tried her best to pierce the darkness; the light from the bathroom shed some illumination. It made long shadows and revealed nothing. After a bit she quickly scampered to the closest table lamp and flicked it on. Now she could see as the living room was now bathed in soft light from the lamp. She took a deep breath as she looked around and saw nothing and nothing was out of place either. She choked it up to her jumpiness and the odd feelings that were haunting her lately. Kelly's focus now switched to the wet carpet under her feet. She realized she was still dripping wet and she hadn't even dried off a bit. She headed back to the bathroom to dry off, but not before she took one more glance around. Kelly got comfortable with her book; the fire crackled and snapped casting its warm light and warmth over her. She sunk back trying to forget the knot in her stomach, and the relentless nagging feeling of uneasiness as if some one was watching. She was starting to wonder about her sanity. She tried to concentrate on her book, to read and get engrossed in the fiction of her book. It was no use, she couldn't concentrate on it. She again looked up and around expecting to see someone standing there with her in her living room. Of course again there was no one, she put her book on the coffee table and got up and walked around a bit. She opened the fridge and got herself a glass of milk she was getting tired of this. She wasn't able to sleep and her nerves were frayed from jumping a everything. She walked back out to the living room and picked the book up off the couch. She sipped on her glass of milk as she headed upstairs. At the top of the stairs she all of a sudden got a shooting cold chill as her hands and body felt numb. The glass fell from her hand as she spun looking back down at the living room. The book she picked up was on the couch. She remembered distinctly putting it on the coffee table when she got up to go to the kitchen. Kelly couldn't move her eyes from the couch and living room. She felt nauseous as the realization hit her that this may be something more than her nerves or her imagining things. Kelly finally broke free from her frozen state and ran into her bedroom. She closed the door and leaned against it. She tried to catch her breath as her mind raced with all the new possibilities. Kelly began turning on every light and searching every inch of her room. Looking in the closet, her small bathroom, even under her bed. Finally she was satisfied and laid back on her bed staring at the ceiling. She realized she was in for another sleepless night. She trudged around the hospital doing her rounds, trying to be as pleasant as possible. Kelly was exhausted. She needed a nap before heading to the children's ward. It was hard enough to deal with those young kids with their illness and some of them with terminal disease. Caring for them was rewarding but so hard to see. She wished many a time that she could cure all of them. Kelly didn't have kids but those kids in that ward were all hers. She did what she could for them and it broke her heart when she lost one. This was the price of being a pediatrician. On the other hand their smiles and strength they showed filled her with joy as well. It was amazing how strong those kids could be in spite of their pain and sickness. Even if one could be saved it was a great triumph. Click here to read the rest of this story (45 more lines)
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