Creepy Stories: The Swans

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Hi friends,
I’ve been having great fun writing these creepy little stories. Here is another below, with thanks to goddess Dara Barrois/Dixon for inspiring me to write it.
Thank you for being here!
Love & Roses,
Dorothea🌹

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The Swans

There was a chair in the living room. No one knew where it came from.

It was wooden, with a soft blue velvet seat, slightly glowing from years of use. Its arms were carved in the shape of wild swans.

It just showed up one day. Demeter mentioned it to Paul that morning over breakfast.

“Hey, Paul, there’s a new chair in the middle of the living room.”

Paul barely looked up from his cereal. His eyes turned to the next room, and he strained his neck to see.

“I see that there is,” he mumbled.

There was the possibility that Kay or Billy brought it home late the night before. Living with four people anything could happen. But when Demeter asked Kay and Billy, they both said they had absolutely no idea where the swan chair had come from.

On the third day it was there Demeter thought to sit down on it. She gingerly backed up onto its blue velvet seat.

Sitting down she saw that it was rather sturdy. She ran her hands up and down the backs of the swans. It was almost as if she was smoothing their feathers. She felt like some sort of queen.

Years and years went by. When Demeter finally moved out of the apartment as a middle-aged woman, she thought to throw the chair away.

Instead a young girl, Isabella, who lived in the building, seemed like the right person to give it to.

Isabella’s parents put the chair in her bedroom. Its upholstery had been changed since its blue velvet days. Now the seat was satin and dark red and green.

When Isabella climbed up on it she felt a world of fame open up to her.

When she went off to college, her father took the chair and threw it in a heap in the town dump.

Years later when Isabella was pregnant with her second son, she received a box in the mail. She hefted it up to her dinner table. It was neither heavy nor light.

When she opened the box, it was empty except two things.

Two wooden swans. Even in the darkness of the box, they glowed and preened.

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