In memory of Mary: the drowned man who took her

I would like to tell you a sad story about my friend. I had a friend. Her name was Mary. She was a true friend, she never betrayed me, if I quarreled with my parents, she always let me stay at her place for the night. In short, she and I were like sisters. So one day I once again quarreled with my parents, called her, and asked if it was possible to come to her. She said she would be very glad to see me, and I went to her house.

When I came to her house, she opened the door for me, and I immediately rushed to her and sobbed. She asked what had happened, and I told her about my scandal with my parents. She asked me to calm down and take me to the kitchen. She poured tea and added a little cognac. I drank tea and calmed down. Then we talked about this and that, and she offered to stay the night. I accepted her offer with great pleasure. She made a bed for me in one room, for herself in another.

We wished each other a good night and went to bed.

I couldn't sleep for a long time. My eyes just wouldn't close; I kept thinking about my parents, when suddenly I heard Mary's cry: "DON'T, IT's NOT ME." I flew off the bed and ran to her room. When I went into her room, I saw Mary, who, clutching her neck with both hands, was rolling on the floor and shouting "IT'S NOT ME, IT'S NOT ME." I ran up to her and started hitting her in the face with my palms. Mary seemed to move away, opened her eyes, and looked at me. There was terror in her eyes. I asked her what happened, to which she told me only one thing, "HE CAME AGAIN."

I put her on the bed, poured water into a glass, and gave it to her. When she came to me, she told me a story that shocked me.

One summer, she and her friends decided to go to the lake. This lake had a bad reputation. There were rumors that a drowned man lived in it, who was brutally murdered, and then drowned in the early eighties. And that whoever swims in this lake at night, he grabs his legs and pulls to the bottom. So, Mary and her friends came to the lake. It was already evening. While the tents were being laid out, a fire was being lit. It was already dark. It was stuffy outside, so Mary decided to swim in the lake.

Undressed and swam. The water was very cool. Suddenly, something grabbed her legs and pulled her down sharply. She only managed to shout "HELP" and went under the water. She opened her eyes underwater and saw that some vile creature was holding her legs and saying "YOU KILLED ME." Then Mary said that she had lost consciousness and that she had already woken up on the ground.

The guy she knew saved her. He saw her shout something and went under the water, and rushed after her. She told everyone what had happened to her, but no one believed her. They said she just choked on water and had hallucinations. And after all this history, this creature began to appear to her at night. So today it came to her. She asked me to come to her again tomorrow because she is very afraid to be alone at night. She needs someone to be with her every night to get her out of the clutches of this creature. I promised her that I would come tomorrow.

We slept together until morning. Then I got up, washed my face, and went home. An evening was approaching, and I began to prepare for a meeting with Mary. My mom came into my room and asked me to sit with my younger brother for a couple of hours while he and my dad went to the movies. I agreed, but was warned that I would only stay for two hours. They got dressed and left. I called Mary and said I'd be back in two hours. She said she would be waiting for me. Two hours passed, but the parents did not come. I started to get nervous. Another hour passed, but there was no one. I took out a book and started reading it to my brother. Half an hour later, we fell asleep with him.

I woke up because someone was opening the door with keys. I opened my eyes and saw that the sun was already shining outside the window. I rushed to the door and saw my parents standing there. They told me that they met friends at the cinema and went to visit them. I said that this is not done, and ran to the phone in tears. I dialed Mary's phone number, but no one answered. I dressed quickly and ran to Mary. When I ran up to her door, I saw that it was open and that there were a lot of people in uniform in her apartment.

I went into the apartment and saw Mary. She was lying, covered with a sheet, on the floor next to her bed. I rushed to her, but someone grabbed my hand and asked, "Girl, what are you doing here?". I turned my head and saw that the police officer was holding my hand. When I told him everything and how, he told me that Mary had died. She was strangled. They took my fingerprints and let me go home.

I ran home, locked myself in my room, lay down on the bed, and cried. A few minutes later I fell asleep. In my dream I saw a pink meadow, and Mary was standing on it. I ran up to her, took her hand, and told her, "I'm sorry I didn't save you." She smiled at me affectionately and said that she was not offended by me and that she was very happy here. She gently hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, and disappeared.

The funeral took place three days later. I go to the cemetery every day and bring her favorite flowers, and I still can't believe she's gone...

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