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The Nightmare Reality - Creepy Paranormal Story · Shallow Nights: Scary Bedtime Stories

• 0:27
  It's time. It was an accident.
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  We were fighting. All couples fight, but this was
• 0:32
  different. Lucy was screaming at me, waving
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  her hands in my face, pounding my chest with her hands.
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  Was it my fault there had been layoffs at work?
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  Was it my fault that she was too lazy to try and get a job
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  herself? Was I on the computer all day
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  from morning to night, job searching?
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  And I was the stupid one, I was the failure.
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  I wrapped my hands around her fat, fleshy throat and I
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  squeezed just a little, not even hard.
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  All I wanted was for her to shut up, and I just wanted some peace
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  and quiet for once. She stopped screaming.
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  I took Lucy's head in my hands and I told her I didn't mean it,
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  told her I was sorry, asked her to please wake up.
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  She didn't. I panicked.
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  I took the body in the backyard and buried it in the flower
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  beds, resting amongst her beloved rose bushes.
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  Lucy might have found that poetic.
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  I went back inside and puked into the kitchen sink.
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  I had no plan, no cover story. Some nosy neighbors might have
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  spotted me digging or heard Lucy screaming.
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  I spent most of the afternoon alternating between the bottom
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  of a bottle and sitting on my bed, sobbing, waiting to hear
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  sirens. I downed half a bottle of pills,
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  only to throw them up minutes later.
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  I was losing my mind. At some point.
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  I must have passed out from exhaustion.
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  The next morning I awoke to the smell of frying bacon.
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  You can't possibly imagine my surprise when I walked
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  downstairs to find Lucy waiting for me, alive and well, not a
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  scratch on her. I couldn't believe my eyes.
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  At first, I thought the events of the previous day had just
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  been a terrible nightmare. I sat down at the kitchen, torn
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  between shock and overpowering relief, as my wife said a
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  steaming plate of pancakes down in front of me.
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  She went on and on about some nonsense she'd seen on TV the
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  other day, and I nodded along absent mindedly.
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  Everything seemed normal. I almost fell for it.
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  I hadn't touched my food. Something about the lingering
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  image, real or not, of burning the dead corpse of my wife had
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  robbed me of my appetite. Lucy kept encouraging me to eat,
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  but I just wasn't in the mood. However, I noticed that she
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  wasn't eating either. I commented on it, but she kept
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  rambling on about TV like she hadn't heard me.
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  Finally, I decided that I needed to get back to work searching
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  for jobs. I stood up from my uneaten
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  breakfast, waving off Lucy's protests, and started for the
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  living room. On the way, I stopped to grab a
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  beer from the fridge. As I went to throw the cap away,
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  I noticed a shiny bottle in the trash can.
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  Rat poison was written on the label.
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  Wondering where Lucy had seen rats in the house, I turned to
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  ask her just in time to see her lunging towards me with a knife.
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  I don't completely remember what happened next.
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  There was a struggle. The next thing I knew, I was
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  standing over the body of my wife, who lay motionless on the
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  kitchen floor. My arms and wrists were covered
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  in cuts. The knife was buried in the
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  stomach of Lucy. Blood was everywhere.
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  I checked for a pulse, but she was gone.
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  For the second time, I had murdered my wife.
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  As I tried to stanch the flow of my own blood, I was terrified.
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  What was going on? Why had Lucy trying to kill me?
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  Didn't she know that I hadn't already killed her?
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  After I bandaged my arms, I checked the pancakes on the
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  kitchen table. I couldn't tell for sure, but
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  after cutting them open and examining them closer, I thought
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  I could smell a faint trace of rat poison.
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  I was unsure what to do now. I almost called the police, but
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  then I realized the body was gone.
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  Blood still covered the kitchen, but there was no sign of Lucy.
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  I searched the entire house, wondering if she had somehow
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  managed to survive and crawl off, but there was no sign of
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  her the next morning. Salute.
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  The next morning, Lucy was sleeping peacefully next to me
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  in bed. When I awoke again, no wounds,
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  no sign of injury at all. In fact, she looked beautiful,
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  more beautiful than she had in years.
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  Her eyes opened. Good morning, honey, she said,
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  smiling. I have a present for you.
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  She went to reach for something next to the bed.
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  I grabbed my pillow and smashed it down over her face.
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  I held it there long after her frantic movements had ceased.
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  After I was certain she was dead, I looked at what she had
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  been reaching for. A loaded gun lay on the night
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  stand. I took a shovel out to the
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  backyard. I tore up the flower beds as
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  fast as I could. Soon I found what I was looking
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  for. Lucy's rotting, decomposing face
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  grinned up at me. Maggots wriggled over her and
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  the stench was overwhelming. She had been dead for days.
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  I covered my face in my hands and screamed.
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  I have killed my wife 12 times. Every morning she returns
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  tormenting me. I haven't slept, haven't left
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  the house. She could be waiting around any
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  corner, watching, awaiting her vengeance.
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  Please stop, Lucy. I'm sorry.
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  I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it.
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  Please, Dad, just.