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Short Story: Laura’s Closet – Part Two

Here’s Part Two of Laura’s Closet. If you haven’t read Part One, you can do so here:


Laura’s Closet – Part Two

 She felt the woman’s presence behind her, but refused to turn around. Instead, while lying on the ground, she put her hands together, and placed her chin on top. She took deep breaths and asked questions,

“Who are you? What do you want?” She asked.

“I’m not here to hurt you. I understand my introduction wasn’t the best…” But before Mother Nature could finish, Laura interrupted.

“You think? What else did you want me to think, whoever you are? To welcome, what felt like my imminent death, with open arms?” She yelled.

“Of course not, but please turn around. I’m here to help you,” she said.

She had two options; one was to stay on the ground – probably forever- or oblige and turn and find out what she wanted, and who she was. She chose the latter. She slowly stood up, still with her back facing the woman.

“Do you promise not to kill me if I turn? I mean, if you do intend to kill me, at least explain what the reason is,” she told her.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” she calmly tried to ease the situation.

“Okay, here it goes. Ok, I’m ready. I’m going to slowly turn around,” she thought, trying to reassure it was safe to do so.

She turned around and was face to face with this woman, except, she couldn’t see her.

“Are you serious? After everything you put me through, I can’t even see you?” she angrily said.

“You can still hear and feel me. I’m everywhere. In the trees, on the grounds, in the birds’ songs,” she explained.

“God?” she questioned.

“No, my gifts are not that great. I’m Mother Nature, dear.” She affirmed.

The initially shock made her question whether or not, she in fact died at the hands of a murderer, and now was hallucinating, on her way to the afterlife.

“I’m definitely dead. I’m hearing ‘beings’ that are not there. How long have I been…well…deceased?” She asked Mother Nature.

At this point, Laura started to find the situation a bit amusing – probably, because she was in shock.

“At least it was quick. I mean, clearly I didn’t feel any pain, just fear. Oh this is great!” She started to laugh.

Mother Nature knew she wasn’t going to get to her anytime soon, but she tried anyhow.

“Dearest Laura, I know this is not easy to believe. I don’t know how long I can try to convince you, that you are NOT dead.”

Instead of going in circles, trying to help Laura understand the reality of what happened, Mother Nature appeared to her in human form. She was wearing a grey top with khaki-coloured pants, and black boots. She figured she would dress the same way Laura would, and not as a stereotypical supernatural angelic being, that wears white and carries a yellow aura.

Mother Nature was right; Laura seemed to have come out of the shock. At least enough to make her listen to what she was about to say. Once she was sure Laura was well enough to pay attention, she said to her:

“I’m about to grant you with a great opportunity. You’ve been searching for an answer to your deep sorrows, and now it’s time for you to search for what you mostly desire”.

Laura was attentive; already coming up with all the possibilities she could be given. Maybe it was a new wardrobe, or a new job. But before she could say anything out loud, Mother Nature raised her left hand.

“I’m not going to give you my power, but I’m going to give you the ability to accurately predict the weather,” she said as a bright light beam was released from the palm of her hand.

“How is that going to help me?” Laura asked.

She did not get an answer. Instead, she collapsed to the ground, and awoke the following day in her apartment.

She clearly remembered her encounter with Mother Nature. Even though, she was a bit skeptic, she still found energy to get up and go to work. Surprisingly, it didn’t take her long to decide what to wear; it’s as if she knew without thinking. She grabbed her umbrella on her way out, and walked out. But, as soon as she stepped outside of the building, heavy rain started to fall. One of her neighbours appeared behind her.

“This is a lot of rain. I should go back for an umbrella. Why is it that no one can predict such weather?” He said.

Laura paused for a moment.

“I know, right? Perhaps, we need Mother Nature to run the weather channels for us,” she laughed.

“Ha! I wish we had such luck. Well, at least you’re wearing the proper outfit. Have a nice a day!” He said as he went back inside the building.

She thought it was too much of a coincidence that she just happened to wear the proper outfit, without reading the weather, as she usually would do. She decided to believe what happened with Mother Nature was true, but was still unsure of the significance of it all. How this new ‘power’ was going to help her fix her inner troubles was beyond her. So, she decided to call in sick, and arrange a meeting with Alliese and Sonia. She had to figure this out somehow, even if it meant telling her best friends what happened. After all, Mother Nature never said she couldn’t tell them.


-End of Part Two-

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