Unseemly actions, apparently, return to a person with even greater evil. Unfortunately, I realized this too late, and now my life has turned into a real nightmare. Maybe something will change when I speak out …
Five years ago, I came to my village for my father's funeral. As is customary, the next morning, relatives come to the cemetery, but I could not: I had to go to work to finish the report. He returned the next evening and immediately drove to his father's grave. It was already getting dark, it was raining, but I stood for a very long time near the grave, mentally talking to my father.
I decided to straighten the wreath at the cross and hooked my jacket sleeve to the fence of a neighboring grave. The sleeve creaked, I swore in my hearts and out of frustration slammed my fist right on the iron rods. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a photograph on the monument - some aged man standing on the threshold of a house.
I spent the night with my mother and could not fall asleep all night: my hand ached very much, by the morning it was swollen, my fingers turned blue. I got to the city somehow, went to the emergency room. By this time, the hand was already swollen up to the elbow. The pain was such that he literally gnashed his teeth.
They made an X-ray - everything is in order, the bones are intact. The doctor asked me to remember where I could have hurt my hand so badly, and I remembered … Moreover, I suddenly clearly saw right in front of me the very man from the photograph on the monument. He stood in front of me as if he were alive, only there was a malicious smile on his face.
Of course, I immediately thought it was just a vision, but for several years now this dead man has been haunting me. I'm already afraid to walk the streets, he is always somewhere nearby. And always with that terrible grin. Now my hand almost does not work, no treatment helps.
I went to the cemetery many times, asked forgiveness from this man, lit candles for the peace of his soul. The dead man does not forgive me. I don’t know what to do, do I really have to live with this curse? How many times have I reproached myself for that curse, but, apparently, I am so guilty that nothing can remove this guilt.
So I live in a continuous nightmare: at night he comes to me in dreams, during the day his face constantly pops up in front of my eyes … It's scary, but it's my own fault.
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Valentin Kapitonov, Khimki