QUESTION: Write a story with the ending, "If only I had been more careful, that wouldn't have happened". Your story should not be less than 350 words.
Tonight was a cold and stormy night. The doors slammed shut as the
rustling sound of the leaves could be heared. The storm had been like
this for the past three days. I sat on my bed thinking if I had upset
the Gods above in heaven. As I lay my head down soft and gently on my
comfy pillow, I wondered if mom and dad were ok. They had gone for a
vacation to the bahamas and I had to stay back because of my exams. I
wasn't worried about it as I've stayed alone many times.
Suddenly, the lights went out. My heart raced in agony as the storm
got worse. I could see lightning lashing onto my gate and the roaring
sound of thunder that came along. I pulled myself together and realised I
needed to light some candles. So I headed downstairs with my trusty
torchlight and worked my way to the storage room. I found the candles
and begun to light them all over the house. I couldn't stand the fact
that the darkness was playing games with my mind.
An hour had passed till I realised something wasn't right. I felt as
if something else besides me was in the house. I panicked. My mind
filled with fear but I had to be sure I was right. So, I searched all
the rooms on the same floor and found nothing. So I carefully walked
down staircase. As I was walking, I realised all the candles that I had
lit were put out. I was surprised but aware that there could be someone
else in the house. My mind pondered as to how i was going to sneak
around without alerting the possibly dangerous stranger.
Then, it happened. As I hid behind one of the room's doors. I saw
someone walk by me. He was a huge muscular guy who wore a beard and had
hair that was so curly a fly could get stuck if it went through it. I
was puzzled. Why would someone want to break into my house, I asked
myself. I noticed the man had a huge revolver on his belt. The same one
the cops used. I didn't want to stick around and aak questions. I had to
call the cops. So I crept towards the phone and thank God it was still
working. I made a distressed call and the cops said they would be at my
house in five minutes.
As I crept back upstairs, I accidently knocked over a small lamp and
it broke. By this time I knew the stranger had been alerted. I was
scared and feared for my life. My fears turned into my worst nightmare
as I heard a loud noise. I was shot in the chest. I could feel blood
oozing all over my shirt. The stranger walked towards me while mumbling
words I just couln't understand. I thought I was a dead man. Then a
miracle happened just as the stranger was about to finish me off. I
heard a second gunshot and the stranger was down. It was the cops who
had arrived.
I was rushed to the hospital and the doctors commenced emergency
surgery on me to remove the bullet. I was then transferred to the
Intensive Care Unit(ICU) as the bullet had hit my lungs and I was unable
to breathe properly. My parents rushed back as soon as they got the
news. I was lucky to be alive. The doctor had explained that if the
bullet had hit me a bit more to the left , it would have hit my heart
and I would be dead. Nobody knew who the stranger was or what he wanted.
If only I had been more careful, that wouldn't have happened.
THE END
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