Have you ever seen an orb? In this story, a woman saw a large, round, bright light.
She was cleaning her built-in closet. More than seven years of accumulation of assorted objects. In short, junk. They were precious when freshly acquired. Years of un-use proved they were junk.
The ceiling light in the closet had blown. It was the third time. The first bulb was replaced by an electrician, who told her the connection was short circuited. The new bulb didn’t endure for long. She asked her friend to help change it. Somehow, the bulb failed to light up. She shopped for battery operated, motion sensor detection light. The independent power sustained the light. Today, she appreciated the light to illuminate the closet for her cleaning work.
The closet’s bottom was the flooring. It was dusty. She broomed it with more pressure than enthusiasm. She made such a din that the unexpected boarder was disturbed and vacated its lodging.
It was a large, round, bright light. It was approximately the size of a large beach ball. The ball floated and glided along the wall, as if it was blind and needed a guide of the surrounding. It floated across the distance of the entire wall, until it reached the doorways leading to the bathroom on the left, and the bedroom to the right. Natural light from these doorways might have obscured the brightness of the sphere. It disappeared. Just like that it varnished into thin air.
She tasted fear, like her heart was in her mouth. She had never seen anything like it.
She went to her computer and typed into a Google browser, orb. She had read and seen material on orbs manifesting in ordinary people’s lives. She wanted to re-read them, to verify her witnessing. Her sighting validated their experiences.
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This story was written for photo prompt #12 here.