Rebecca

How is it that you can be haunted by the non existent? Fear takes many forms- I had learnt in school. But little did I know my fear would be a faceless beauty. She was me and I was her. But somehow at every step, she was shining brighter.

“Close your mind,” my friends said.

“Hush mind. I am trying to sleep,” I told that beast every night.

But all it did was show her in black satin and red lipstick. She smiled me a crooked smile and looked at me as though i were an ant deemed to be crushed. She lurked in my mind and hid behind veils. She was the other. I feared her and I fear her still.

She is my Rebecca and oh do I love her dearly.

 

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Author: radhikamukherji

I am a simple girl with my finger in a lot of pies. A student of literature, I am also a guitarist and vocalist. I love travelling and my dream is to backpack across the world. Connecting with people from all walks of life is my primary hobby; others include painting (expressionism), adventure sports, dancing, writing and procrastinating. I wish to share the way I see the world with you folks. Hope you get something out of it. Cheers :)

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