A cold letter

One winter night, she walked in a park next to her home. Leaves had fallen from the trees and the ground was white. It was cold but she was happy. It was the first time in five years that there was snow. She stayed one hour outside. Then she came back in her home. When she arrived, there was a window which was open. Had she forgotten to close it ? So she closed the window and she saw a letter on the table. She took it and she read :

You thought that you could hurt me ? You thought that I will cry ? Be careful, you think that you are an angel and that you will fly in Heaven. But you will end up a demon and I will send you to Hell. Trust me and wait. I will soon be here.”

She dropped the letter and fell in her chair. She was shaking now.

 

L.M

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