My entry for the horror challenge by Mirakee. Hope you all like it.
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A Night's Work
"Alright... Sounds great!" Said my dad as he cut the call, his expression cheerful. "You wanted to visit me on work right? I'll take you there today, Sofia!" He motioned towards the door.
And before I knew it, we were both sitting in the car, dad driving eagerly. After all, it's hard for quarry workers to find jobs in the winter.
Although I had an uncanny feeling about the sudden job offer, the grave tone of the construction manager and the obscure location of the dig, I knew better than to say all that to Dad. Something just didn't seem right, but maybe I was anxious for no reason.
The next few hours passed slowly, the manager guided us to the digging site, and we made our way deep into one of the tunnels through hundreds of seemingly lifeless faces, all of them working in an unnatural way. At the site dad set to work and I did what I loved doing, observing him.
Suddenly.. all the workers stopped. Altogether. They dropped their tools, equipment, and their heads jolted up with an excruciatingly audible crack as deafening groans escaped their desolate mouths..
I ran screaming at the top of my lungs at the horrific sight, I barely reached the light at the end of the tunnel when the roof of the tunnel collapsed, and all went black.
When I woke up, I could see light tricking through a little opening.
A old man who was passing by spotted me trying to get out and helped me.
"Ya a'ight little one?"
"Yeah, I guess..." I barely murmured as I sat up, fighting pangs of pain in my head.
"Where's Dad!? Where's everyone?! What happened?"
"What're ya talkin' about?"
"The tunnel, the quarry...it collapsed! I...I was in there with him..and then it all went black...where.. what....DAD!!"
Suddenly the man's face went white, as his fingers trembled and slipped off my shoulders..
"Oh God..er... For one, you're right, the quarry collapsed..."
"Yes! The workers...it was horrible.. but.. what's happened?!" I was losing patience now.
"But...how could that be...?" The man whispered to himself.
What is love ? According to someone "Love is a very strong feeling of affection towards someone who you are romantically or sexually attracted to."
So basing on this, I can divide the LOVE into three categories i.e. love in poor family ,love in middle class family and love in rich family.
Love in a poor family :- Those one who don't have bread to eat, where will they get time to think about love and dream about a pretty face of his/her love partner. //they don't know about love and age, only that monstrous "belly" matters for them//
Love in a middle class family :- They want to study, want to dream, want to fall in love, want to do a good job for the family,wany to fulfill the wishes of parents and again want to marry the love partner. But darling, how can you get so many dreams all together ? So dreams break in a stygian hour of night. Love hurts, soul clamours. "Break up" comes when the family responsibilities comes to mind. //age really matters here dear//
Love in a rich family :- Someone said "The rich don't work for money. They have money to work for them." They have money to fulfill their dreams. As they have already silver bowl and golden spoon, they don't have that responsibilities to earn money and to sweat in a long day. They have time to love and live and to choose partner. //here I think, age doesn't matter//