gothic story


i'm going to narrate a horrifying experience that i had a couple of the years ago .


and it changed the way i percieved the world . even know when i think of what happened


with me that night i get terrified and i sweat as i am standing right next to the sun .


       i still remember that it was a dark and an algid night .


and i was lost , making my way through the alleys , sweating with fear thinking of where 


i am . it was as i had no hope . i had in my mind all the quotes famous people had muttered


about hope and at that moment , i thought none of them were true . still i didn't give up , 


and i kept walking . one footstep after the other . after another mile or so , i saw a light .


 it was as the world came to life . “ a house in the middle of nowhere ” i said to myself . 


i walked toward the wooden house . it seemed like it was at least a century old , and it was 


kind of creepy too . but at that time i didn't care . i was freezing to death and i wanted a 


shelter . i was just like a fish out of water anticipating and hoping that some kind soul would


put me back in . with that hope i knocked on the door of that wooden cottage . a minute later i 


was greeted by a man . and i told him my situation . he seemed a very helpful persong and agreed


 to let me spend a night at his place . he acquainted himself as jim . he told me to follow him 


and he started limping that was when i discovered he was missing a limb ( if only i knew that


before i would have never asked to stay ) . it mad me immeasurably uncomfortable .the house from 


inside seemed like a museum . it was falling apart . nervously , i asked jim that why he was living 


in middle of nowhere ? and he said that , “ it's not in the middle of nowhere , haven't you looked 


outside ? its full of people ” . i was shocked , and i looked at him with  strangness in my eyes . 


now i was sure that there way something wrong with him ,


   it was when i heard a woman's voice i realized that he wasn't the only one living in that house .


it was perhaps her wife , who was calling for dinner . and soon i learned that his wife was missing 


a limb too . anyhow , jim convinced me to have dinner and we walked or crawled into the dinning room


. they had a huge dinning table with candles and everything . for some reason it reminded me of the 


beauty and the beast . the food was . . . actually i don't know what it was .i hadn't seen anything 


 like that before . despite the hunger , i really didn't want to eat it . the had an old radio , and 


it was playing a station that i had never listened to before . to my knowledge it was shut down in


1930s . now i was really scared and didn't know what was happening .  now the woman and jim were alone


in their room . and i heard loud noises , seemed like they were fighting . suddenly the voices were 


stopped by an abrupt noises . jim came outside from the room , terror in his eyes , axe in his hand


 and blood spot on his shirt . it seemed like a beast had tool over the congenial , amiable and old 


jim . i no longer seemed to view that cottage as a shelter but now i looked is as a purgatory . and i 


now i felt like i came out of the frying pan , into the fire . i looked outside from the only window 


present in that cottage . i could see daylight . and now the only option i saw to save my life was to


desperately run outside . and i did , but i was slammed by something from behind and i no longer was


conscious . 


   after that all i remember was walking up in my house surrounded by my parents and relatives . after 


few days i went to the place that i supposed i wans lost at , with my friends but their was no cottage 


no  sign of what i saw that night  . i asked a few people and the told me that , “ there was a cottage


but it was destroyed after the old man killed his wife and then killed himself . it was a history was 


repeating itself with me . after that the only word that came out of my mouth was Déjà vu .