Welcome back for another segment of your story. As the story gets longer I’m thinking of different ways to include the previous posts. Today I chosen to just give you the link to last week’s post here, if you need a refresher before the next segment!
You still haven’t made a move for the shovel or my hand and both are stretched out toward you. I think you are frightened of me now and you’re still wondering how I even brought you here. I guess I still haven’t given you enough time to catch up to the moment. And for that I am sorry. You have to know that I never intended to make you suffer but if I’m being honest I should admit that I did want to hurt you, but only just a little.
Look at you there, trembling. Is it because you’re terrified of what I’ve done or are you just frightened of getting your hands dirty. Really dirty. Are you…are you scared of me? This shovel is heavy and the weight of it is solid and real between my fingers. The wood is worn smooth, this shovel is well used, sturdy. This shovel had stood the test of time. This shovel had buried many things and it would bury one more.
It’s only fair, okay?
I hope you enjoyed the latest installment of Your Story. Is there anything you’d like to see happen next? Tell me in the comments and I’ll include it in next week’s segment!