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The Sinking House (standard:other, 2218 words) | |||
Author: the guitarist | Added: Mar 02 2007 | Views/Reads: 3856/2157 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
In "The Sinking House" a young man goes from being left in New Orleans by his girlfriend, to a house in the swamp that is slowly sinking. He becomes a prisoner inside this house because of a Voodoo love curse. It's quite funny really. | |||
Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story land. The house looked as if it were falling apart, yet something about it appealed to him. He looked up, and he saw a For Sale sign on the door. On the sign was a phone number, and he happened to have his cell phone in his pocket. He opened his phone, and saw that it had one bar left on the battery. He called the number on the For Sale sign, just to see how much the house was being sold for. Within a few minutes after calling the number, a black Cadillac pulled up into the yard. "Were you the one calling about the house?" the man asked him as he stepped out of the car. "Yeah", he replied to the man. The man showed Nathan around the house, and as they were headed out the front door, Nathan asked, "So how much do you want for the house?" "Whatever you can give me for it, I'll accept", said the man. "I only have $220", Nathan replied sadly. "I'll take it", said the man with a smile. Nathan gave the man the money and was wondering why the man took such a low offer for the house. He didn't care really though, because he didn't have anywhere else to go, and he figured he would have a place to stay. The first night there scared him, and he wasn't sure if he really wanted to be there. The house had no electricity, so he had to light candles to provide light. He found an old battery powered shortwave radio, and he spent the night listening to broadcasting from around the world. The next morning he awoke and began to tour the property. He found an old shack further into the woods, and saw smoke rising from it. As he went toward the shack, an old woman walked out of it and gave him an evil stare. "Who the hell are you?" Nathan asked the old lady. "I am Madame Bouchette", she began to reply, "and I am not someone you want to mess with, if you know what I mean." Nathan was somewhat scared of the old woman, but he continued to speak to her. He followed her into her shack, and he saw things that reminded him of when he went to Marie Laveaux's Voodoo Shop. It was apparent that Madame Bouchette was into Voodoo, but it didn't seem to scare Nathan at all. Nathan got to know Madame Bouchette pretty well, and he went her shack every day. She taught him the ways of Voodoo, and she gave him Voodoo dolls to release his anger on those who had done him wrong in the past. He had a doll for pretty much everyone. In the doll he had for Suzanne, he placed needles in it's head, and between the legs. It was rather odd that at the time he did that, she began to have migraine headaches, and soon found out that she would have to have her uterus removed. He had turned from someone that was good, into a vengeful person who caused pain to those who had done him wrong. One day he was sitting on the porch of the old house, and the girl he had met at Mardi Gras came walking up to the porch. "Do you remember me?" she asked him. "I think I do." Nathan replied to her. "I saw you when you were at Mardi Gras, and you were depressed because your girlfriend left you for a Frenchman", she said to him. "I wish I could kill that bitch", he said in anger. "I understand how you feel", she said to him, "I've had men leave me for other women." "That's terrible", he replied to her. They got to talking, and he realized he had a lot in common with her. "May I ask what your name is?" Nathan asked. "My name is Josie", she replied with a smile. That night he went to Madame Bouchette's shack, and told her of his love for Josie. "Love is a funny thing" she began to say, "Someone could have feelings for you, and then something could change it all." "I don't know if she feels the same way for me that I feel for her" he replied sadly. "I have a spell that can get her eating from the palm of your hand", she said to him. "You see this piece of paper? I will cut it into a heart, and you will write her name on the heart." she said. She cut the heart out of a piece of paper, and handed it to him. He took a pen out of is pocket and in all capital letters he wrote JOSIE. He folded the heart in half, and handed it back to Madame Bouchette. She took the half folded heart, and placed it into a box filled with baby snakes and other disgusting creepy crawlies. She began to chant something in French, but Nathan could not understand what she was saying, because he knew nothing about French. "Your true love will find you tonight." she said to him with a smile. He didn't know if her Voodoo love curse would work, but he he believed something would happen either way. That night as he lay in bed, he heard the front door open slowly. Suddenly he heard footsteps come towards his room He saw a figure drawing near him, and suddenly the figure stood in the door. It was Josie. "I want you forever." Josie said to him. Nathan was excited. Madame Bouchette's love spell had worked. She come towards him and pushed him onto the bed. It wasn't long before her clothes were on the floor, and so were his. Throughout the night they had wild passionate sex, and he was happy with himself. He finally fell asleep with a smile on his face. He awoke the next morning, and when he looked beside him, he saw the most god awful sight he had ever seen. It was Madame Bouchette. "What the hell?" he asked her. "If you didn't know, I am Josie", she said, "And I'm the reason you're here." "What do you mean", he asked her. "I can change forms between an old woman and a beautiful young lady", she answered back to him. "When you passed out that night I took you with me, and dropped you in front of the house." she said. "Oh my god." Nathan screamed. He knew he did something wrong, and now he was cursed to be with her forever. "I knew I could fool you into being my slave, and now there is nothing you can do to escape." she said laughing. He tried to run out of the house, but something prevented him from leaving. "Why can't I leave?" he asked her scaredly. "This house is your holding cell, and it's sinking into the ground", she said once again smiling. "In about another two hundred years, this house will be completely buried under mud." she said. She walked out of the house, and for a second he saw the beautiful girl he met at Mardi Gras, and then she went back to looking like the old lady she always had. To this day he still remains in the house, but when good old Madame Bouchette is looking for some action, she doesn't turn into the beautiful young lady that Nathan first saw. Nathan should have just left all that Voodoo shit alone, but love over came him, and he became a slave to it. He will never again set foot outside the sinking house Tweet
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