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My Lady In White Emory L Griffin
It was Christmas Eve and we were gathered, at what we jokingly called our "gentlemen's club". You see, each year we gather here and tell stories of our adventures, whether they be supernatural, humorous, or any other tale of the sort. All that was required was that we experienced them.
I sat in my regular chair, as did the others. There was Stephens, who owned half of London at the time, Walters who did some sort of business overseas, and and Jeffries who was an esteemed novelist, but whom oddly enough wasn't a very gifted story teller. There was one more member of our strange little group. His name was O'Rylee, he was the founder of our club and easily the most mysterious member. Little was known about how he made a living, just that he had amassed a large fortune from traveling abroad.
I sat and wondered who would be the teller of the story this year. All of us having gone our turns in the previous years, except O'Rylee who never told a story or stayed to discuss the stories told in the club, not even Jeffrie's story about the man who would not shake hands. So you can imagine my surprise when he threw some kindling into the fireplace, leaned forward, and began his tale of the lady in white.
"The story I'm about to tell you takes place in a small, remote part of Africa". He stated in a low gravelly voice to a now hushed room. He continued, "I had a fever of over a hundred degrees and hallucinations of dark, horned, demons danced across my vision. I was in a rather rough state, for you see I had been struck with malaria the day before. The occupants of the village I was in did not expect me to live through the night. I, myself, did not believe I had even that long. I still, to this day, do not believe I would have survived, had it not been for my lady in white". Goosebumps ran up and down the length of my arms, As I sat enthralled by his story. As the cigar smoke drifted lazily around the parlor, he continued, "She came to me that night, while I sat drenched in my own sweat and urine and prayed for death. I felt her presence long before I laid eyes on her. The shivers which had violently racked my body moments before had ceased. I felt a hand stroking my hair and looked up to see the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes upon. She was clothed in all white and glowed in every sense of the word. She mopped the sweat from my brow and with each little touch I could feel the sickness leaving my body. I asked her if she had come to take me away, for you see I was certain she was an angel. Now before I tell you her answer I want to impress upon you the pure beauty of her voice. Her voice was goodness in it's most pure form. Picture the sweetest music mixed with the rustling of grass on a calm summer's eve and it would pale in comparison to her voice. She told me she had not come for me this day, but that we would meet again. I awoke the next day feeling refreshed and very much myself, and even though some would chalk up my experience to an hallucination due to my high fever, I still believe I can see her when times get tough and so ends my tale of the lady in white".
His story affected me like none of the others had. It frightened me and made me think over what I believed to exist and what I didn't. It frightened me because I believe deep down everyone fears passing on from this life. I stood, along with everyone else, and congratulated him on a story well told. I will never forget what I saw as I was leaving that night. As I stood outside waiting for a cab. I saw O'Rylee come out of the door of the "gentlemen's club" and saw a flicker of something white, much like the hem of a dress, flicker quickly behind him. He waved to me, as he got behind the wheel of his car and left, but before he pulled away, I believe for a split second I saw the silhouette of a woman dressed in all white in the passengers seat. He died later that night on his ride home. I believe he became reacquainted with his lady in white.
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"really enjoyed this story. I did think the beginning could have moved a little faster into the story teller. The ening was very good as I anticipated what was to transpire. I would like a little more punch in the ending, but that's what I do in my writingm maybe that's not your style. Thanks for sharing." -- Priscilla VanNess, Creston, IA, USA.
"Too many short sentences, too much description where you could of left the mind to wander. Use commas and semi colons a bit more. The subject matter was good, thought the way you set up the beginning and the end was better than the middle. The end two sentences have something missing. HOWEVER! A very good effort." -- Jay.
"Very interesting story. I enjoyed it fully. At the end is that possibility that perhaps he wanted to go. The atmosphere too is good. Keep going!" -- barfield.
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