Tale teller

CONTENT WARNING : This post contains mature themes and is intended for an older youth audience . Viewer discretion is advised . 1.  The Stalker . “I never had an idea that this could be such a fun,” she exclaimed as she washed off the blood from the knife. “Yeah, we must do it more often,” he said chewing the heart of her stalker. 2. The Photograph . Staring at her photograph, he repeated regretfully, “I love you, please come back. Somehow!” Suddenly, something whispered into his ears – “Why  didn't  you say this to me, when I was alive?” 3. The Skin Tone . She screamed out looking at her husband’s burnt face. “Ssshh…,” he said grimly, “Look at me dear; just look what I did for you! Now, even I am of dark color. No longer shall people talk about our color differences.” 4. The Betrayal . “I want to confess something to you,” he said keeping the coffee mug on the table and wiping the remains of coffee on his  musta...

Case 1725: Wakefield Family. Barbara Wakefield , age 30, wife of Bram Wakefield, died in a car accident on 25th November, 2003. Her dead body was found in their smashed car. Investigated reason for the accident : With her family, she was returning from a restaurant at night, in a car. As their car turned right for their home street, a truck smashed them from front. The accident killed Barbara and left her husband and her child injured. Evidences : The security camera footage of the street. Edward Wakefield , age 8, the only child of Bram Wakefield, died in a fire, on 2nd December, 2003, in his residence. His dead body was found in the hall. The body was completely burnt. Investigated reason for the fire : The kitchen stove was left open by Bram Wakefield in the morning. Edward lit the matchstick, near the stove, at afternoon and caught the fire. He ran to the hall but couldn’t save himself. Evidences : Partially burnt matchstick box found on the floor having ...

It was six years ago when I saw L’ for the first time. He was brought to Wammy’s house, just after a week when I was brought here. He was an ordinary boy who rolled his eye ball here and there as he walked in, along with uncle Wammy. “Here we go dear, stay with them and enjoy. I need to do some paperwork and arrangements for accommodating a new member to the family,” Said uncle Wammy with the great swiftness in his voice and then he left L’ in the hall, filled with several children. Everyone was busy in their games and toys; however few, including me, noticed a new boy in the hall. He unfolded his muffler and walked towards the wall. He stood still for a moment and then crouched on the floor with his knees bent in front of his chest. He exhaled a deep breathe and closed his eyes. I was also new to this orphanage, just a week ago I was brought here, so I didn’t have any friend, so it felt me more comfortable to befriend him. I went to him and sat nearby. He didn’t move, I...

Every day after cooking the meal Ankan would sit on floor near the bed of his mistress, Nire, and they used to get chatty with each other as old friends. “When you realized that you are permanently paralyzed did you wished ending up your life?” Ankan asked Nire one day. Nire smiled looking at him and spoke, “It was our second marriage anniversary. In the evening, while going to a restaurant, a damn truck lost its control and crashed over our car. I collapsed. It was then one day later, at midnight I came back to my senses when I saw my father standing by my side. He explained me why and where I was. I inquired about Sheer, my husband. Father told me, that Sheer died at the spot and that accident made my body permanently paralyzed. I started to scream, I shouted his name, and cursed God and wished for my death. I bit my tongue and tried to stop breathing to kill myself. Father, along with the nurse, failed to calm me and hence medical staff injected me to sleep.” Anka...