Unfazed

er evenings mostly. Her mind delving into the depths of memories she cosseted. Deep down she knew she couldn't stay like this fo

oe to come out of the trauma itself let alone all the responsibilities came with it. If anything, Catherine should help Joe handle this, every ounce in her body told he

e sorrowful incident. Every time the thoughts start engulfing her mind tears welled up in her eyes and her vision became blurry. She pushed back the tears and tried to focus her thoughts on happy moments. Her mother cooking her favori

never liked it, she always wanted to go out to play instead of being confined within a room and dress up dolls. Once Catherine asked the new girl to accompany her to the lawn where all the boys were playing football with a shabby ball,

mother had said. "You are a girl an

d Catherine asked. "Anythi

und coming from a nearby street, but something was different with this sound, it was something she

got the more it echoed. Catherine could feel the chills in

as sh

t drawings put together in a huge circle. Weird drawings were drawn across the floor almost like somebody had painted them on purpose. But now the drawings were dull, dusty and difficult to decipher. T

ood at the porch reluctantly. This house looks so creepy, she thought. Despite the hesitation her right hand approached the door knob, t

ging loose atop the hall. The marble floor was covered in the pattern of waves. The floor looked like as if she was looking above from the bottom of th

es on the floor, i

ized by the beauty of the floor and how it made her feel light as if she the e

had stop

pattern of waves and ocean currents leaping onto each other like they were alive. That beautiful color of blue was now more deep. It seemed like a veneer in the doorway. Catherine was curious and

n if I cross th

lucent pattern of waves was the roo

er in the face but instead she twisted her ankle by spinning around with a jolt and fell back. While she was falling back she grabbed whatever her hand could

ssing with pain because of her twisted ankle. She looked furi

ine blurred in