the person at the wall street

It was a sunny day, the sun was scorching hot and felt like it was standing right above me.I was
walking and I wanted to get to wall street, at the end of the wall street there was wall street daily
office.I was going there to fill out a job application.I am already sweaty while I walk I can feel the
sweat pouring down my forehead drop by drop. I know I am dripping but nevertheless, I am
walking. I have to reach wall street in about an hour. My google map is on and it was showing
directions.While I walked, my mind spurred to remember something, something which I am
trying to forget but nevertheless it came to my mind and I remembered the day it happened, it
was this day that got me into a confused state and when I look back to the things that happened
I still feel confused and my head spins.
A few months back today I was walking through this same street on the same day but I wasn’t
alone that day I was with my husband, it was my 35th birthday.He was taking me to show me
something, something he had planned for me, surprisingly for my birthday.He never showed me
any love or any tiny bit of compassion towards me, it was for the first time that he is taking me
out and planning a surprise for me.We were walking hand in hand.But as we turned someone
grabbed me by my hands suddenly everything turned dark. When I looked up the sky was filled
with black clouds.One or two drops of water dropped onto my cheeks, the water was black in
color and it had a smell of blood.Suddenly everything slowed down, the world around me started
to spin.I felt like the soil under my feet is going away.I looked at my husband, into his eyes. For
the first time, I saw a tint of fear in his eyes, he was my brave soldier, but I saw the tint of fear
and desperation in his eyes.But despite the fear he looked into my eyes, the look was intense,
it was filled with love and compassion, the look burned me, the look reached my soul,and he
uttered those few words, those last words, those words which I wanted to hear from him for
years, at last at the last moment he said those,”Lily I love you, I always have and always will” I
felt a lump in my throat, I sobbed . The world around me started to spin faster, my eyes became
filled with black spots and slowly the world around me faded out and I blacked out.When I woke
up it was raining heavily my husband’s body was near me cold, a dagger in his chest he was
soaked in his own blood.I staggered up my body was covered in his blood.I looked into his face
it was cold and pale. I ran from there not knowing what to do.
Present day
I snapped out of the past. The Google map n my hand was telling me to turn to the left, to the
left where it all happened. Suddenly the world turned black, my head started to spin. There was
a cloud of black smoke in front of me. From there a black figured emerged it walked towards me
I started shaking and when my visions became clear and when I looked at the figures face, I
was appalled it was me. I had my exact same face my exact same body. It was me, and when it
spoke it had my voice, it looked towards me, into my eyes with hatred and said,” I am you and
you are me, we are the same, we have the same darkness and the same light, I am no different
from you” I felt weak and faint, suddenly my vision filled with black spot and I blacked out.
I woke up in my darkroom of the st Mary’s asylum, where I was admitted for 10 years now. I
started to rock back and forth, back and forth, back and forth and I screamed on top of my
lungs” I KILLED MY HUSBAND, I KILLED MY OWN HUSBAND THE MAN WHOM I LOVED
AND WHO LOVED ME “ I screamed again as the nurses in the asylum came running towards
me to put me in anesthesia.