The legend of the wolf river lovers (short story)

This is the legend of the Wolf River Lovers. Here you will find the back story of the horrors that are stained within the roots of Wolf River, and directions on how to summon the lost soul of Annabelle Cora, the lover of a man known as Kristopher Ryan. Anna And Kris fell in love after meeting at a dance in school. At first sight he fell for her eyes, and the way her hair lay in long brown curls over her shoulder, and her smile shining bright through the tan of her soft skin. Without her parents knowing they would meet up and spend time with each other at a school park, then late nights they would sneak out until early morning. They shared a love for music, comedy, animals, food, cars, and art. They were like twins, inseparable twins. They had grown up together and fallen in love and became strong together, no one could hurt them. They had gotten married, they had planned on kids but were not financially ready yet, being they had a house and a car to pay on they needed what little that had left. At points they had struggled, sometimes both of them working two jobs at a time just to keep up with everything. Times started to lighten up for them though as with hard work came rewards as they say, they had payed off their car and only needed a few more payments to own the house they had been renting for 9 years. They were happier than they have ever been. Then one Saturday evening, they went for a drive, Kris driving and Anna sitting next to him as a passenger, they just wanted to cruise around being able to enjoy life. As they drove past the old church on the sharp corner next to Wolf River, a drunk from the other lane had hit Kris and Anna head on, throwing Kris and Anna into the shallow river on the side, Anna was above water, but Kris not so lucky was submerged, but he did not drown for the impact killed him before the plunge. Suspended in the vehicle she passes out before the police came. Anna had awoke in the hospital a week later, she had been in a coma from the head injury she had gotten from the wreck. She asks for Kris but they tell her the news. She breaks down and then she becomes angry at the drunk who had ruined her life and taken Kris's. She screams in agony for her lost lover, tears streaming down her face, the pain building in her heart killing her from the inside. She went home weeks later after being medically cleared by her doctor. Torn to see the home that her and Kris had been in for so long, reminding her of all the things she can no longer have. She cries and cries for days on end sleeplessly weeping for her lover, then finally when she lays her head to rest she doesn't wake for two days. When she does wake up from her rest she hurts internally, longing for his warm arms around her, his warm breath on her neck, his soft voice telling her good morning then a soft kiss on the cheek. She goes to the kitchen and starts to prepare breakfast, getting eggs ready to scramble, pulling bacon from the fridge, and cutting a few slices of bread for the toaster. She turns the knife over, flipping in between her fingers, nasty thoughts in her head, hating alcoholics and drunks. She holds a grudge on the man that killed Kris. His foolishness costing the man of her dreams his life but he, the fool, the drunk and the worthless pig got to live. Well not for long, as her thoughts tempted her more and more to go through with it. Come saturday, she will visit the Bar, and she will take her anger out on the drunks, and will bring justice to Kris. 9 o'clock on Saturday night rolls around and Anna prepares her self with the kitchen knife sharp and dressed with old clothes. She keeps a picture of Kris in her pocket as she walks to the Bar in which the drunk goes to get wasted even after the accident. She walks in and scouts, seeing only him and another man at the back of the bar. The man starts making advances to her as she walks towards them, not realizing who she is. She leans on the table, knife in her back pocket and asks the man, "Don't you remember me? Or even my husband?" The man looking confused looks up in shock as he realizes who she is. "Im, Im really sorry please forgive me, I make mistakes. We're all human. Please lets move on with our lives," the man says, pleading for her forgiveness." Can Kris move on with his life? NO HE CAN'T. YOU TOOK THAT AWAY FROM HIM!" Anna snaps back at him with anger. She reaches for the knife in her pocket, wraps her fingers around the handle and with a swift motion she pulls it out and slits his throat, and then takes another swing slamming the knife into the chest of the other man, blood spilling and spraying all over her, covering her hair and face, warm and thick. She walks slowly and sadly out of the bar crying, making her way to the bend of Wolf River. Standing at the edge, looking over the 57 foot drop she cries, blood covered, hurt and crazed, the red and blue lights flash behind her as the cops try to get her to back away from the edge. She takes the picture from her pocket, kisses it, remembering the perfect life her and Kris have had before he was ripped from her. She clenches the picture in her fist, turns to the cops and tells them " This is for Kris, stolen in the peak of love, my baby gone forever, but I will be with him again finally, goodbye". Then she steps backwards falling to her death in the same place Kris had been with her last. If you want to summon the spirit of Annabelle Cora, find Wolf River, and turn of your car. Make sure to have one bottle of any kind of alcohol with you. Poor it into the river and repeat her final words. Then get into your car and wait 10 minutes. When you go to turn your car over it will not start, but when your lights come on, assuming you go past dark, you will see her bloody, and wet standing there crying as she still longs for her lost lover. And that is the story of Annabelle Cora, ***prbselfnetwork***