Three+Claps

One dark and lonely night, Mrs. Martin was sitting in her trailer on the Panama bay. She was waiting for her husband to get home. A she waited she turned on the television. The show that turned on was her husband's talk show, Mr. Martin knows best.  On his show he talks about what his viewers send in. The topic of the night was, “is cheating on your spouse a bad thing?" He said that every marriage should have little secrets, that are fun, and that your spouse shouldn’t know about it. She was out ragged; she couldn’t believe that her husband was cheating on her. To try to take of some of her anger she picked up the news paper and started reading. On the front cover it announced “Killer strikes again.” She read deeper in the article, and in the middle it said that before you get killed you her three claps and then you die. She got kind of scared, but she told herself that it would never happen to her, and turned to the comics. About the time she said that, her husband walked into the door, soaking wet from the raid. His boots were muddy and he had a muddy shovel in his hand. She could spot some kind of red, gooey liquid on his sleeves and his coat. She didn’t think much of it and started screaming at him. She yelled at him for about a half an hour. After she was done she went into the bedroom to cool of. When she got in there she laid on the bed sobbing. And then the door started opening ever so slowly, and a man was standing there. The black figure was standing soaking wet with a rusty knife in his hand. As he walked forward, Mrs. Martin saw the man’s face in the light. She was so terrified that she could barely let out the word’s “it was you”.  And as Mr. Martin walked closer he clapped three time’s. After he clapped he ran over grabbed a pillow, threw it over her face and started stabbing her. When she was dead he threw her over his shoulder and went out side and buried her in the soft dirt out side. Mr. Martin never got caught and went on doing his T.V. show.