Thread:BenDeLaChrist2005/@comment-34745594-20180703044211/@comment-35010162-20180708160751

The life of Elizabeth Hepburn

During the 1920’s in New York there lived a woman named Elizabeth Hepburn she was a major socialite and spent her days at art galas, movie premieres and drinking champagne by pools. She had everything she could wish for except love, when she was 17 years old her father forced her to get married to what he called a sensible man. The man she was married to was named Nicholas Hepburn. Elizabeth would describe him as cruel, evil but at least he was wealthy. On night Elizabeths father was hosting a dinner party at his house. Elizabeth wore a beautiful white lace dress that night and her father had also invited a multitude of single handsome men, which Elizabeth thought was to taunt her. At the dinner table someone caught her eye a foreign man at the dinner table across the dinner table they looked at each other and she bit her lip and winked at her. After dinner Elizabeth was enjoying a glass of champagne and some dark chocolate covered strawberries by herself in her childhood room when the man from dinner walked in and introduced himself. He said his name was Antonio a immigrant from Italy who had started working for his dad recently and had been invited for all his hard work. He said that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever saw and she doesn’t care if she has a husban ... and before he could finish his sentence she kissed him with her cold lips covered with cherry red lipstick. Things accelerated quickly from kissing to them being in only underwear during their night of passion Elizabeth’s father and Nicolas had been wondering where she was. Her father told Nicolas to look in her bed room saying that’s was she most likely was while he was walking up the stairs a ominous wind passed threw the curtains and as he opened the door a loud creek almost flew at him. He almost fell to his death when he saw his wife with another man his face went immediately from shock to anger and disgust that his wife was lying with a immigrant. Around two hours later Elizabeth and Nicolas arrived home Elizabeth ran straight to their bedroom tears rolling down her face like raindrops down a window. Nicolas sat on his chair drinking whiskey and just thinking his anger grew and grew and that night he murdered her wife. He walked into their bedroom sharp kitchen knife in hand Elizabeth was still in her white lace dress but was fast asleep he began by covering her mouth with a gag and then started to stab her eye she immediately awoke her screaming with immense pain Nicolas laughed and tore out the other eye, he tore the knife across her mouth then to her neck and left her to bleed out on her dress that night he hung himself in the kitchen it is said that Elizabeth’s ghost toke possession of Nicolas and forced his body to do this. To this day nobody that has inhabited that house has made it out alive.