Paul's Morning and the Unexpected Discovery

This is the story about Paul. Paul is a very ordinary guy. Somebody may describe him as boring, but soon they will see him in another perspective. It’s a Wednesday morning. Its 6am and the sun shines into Pauls’ bedroom as he awakes. Paul walks down the stairs to make breakfast for he’s family, as the clouds darkness outside. Perhaps god know what terrible sins Paul is about to commit. He roasts bacon and the sjent wakes up his daughter and wife. Pauls’ wife ask him if he shouldn’t go to work. That was strange she, didn’t use to show that kind of interest in his work, but it is true, Paul already is a little busy. He takes his jacket from the hanger and kisses his daughter goodbye. The bus is twenty-six seconds late. That’s weird; it used to come a little earlier than the time plan. Paul enters the bus and sits on the seat next to his best friend, who points out the strange wetter. Yes Paul can see that it is strange, it is both exquisite and terrifying at the same time. Paul stares up in the sky the entire bus drive. Paul takes the elevator to he’s third floor office. The music is off. As he arrives to third floor where he meets his boss, who tells him that the power is gone, and onfortunally there is no work today. Paul walks down the stairs and wonders how the elevator carried him with no power. What should Paul do now? He isn’t much of a fitness man, and he doesn’t go to pub either. He decides to call a cab. Paul tells the cab driver, that he wants to go to Philadelphia Street 13. Paul pays the driver and opens his house door with the horrifying discovery that it isn’t locked. The sounds from upstairs isn’t to mistake, there must be rats in the house. Paul holds he’s breathed and can even hear them make some silent groans. He better go check. He opens the door to the bed room and sees a man he have never seen before. Paul doesn’t use to judge people, but he already hated that guy, maybe it was because the guys’ dick is inside Pauls’ wife. Pauls’ wife starts apologizing, but Paul just silently walks out. He starts to get a warm furious feeling inside. He goes to the kitchen and takes the biggest knife. Then Paul goes back to the bedroom where the guy is getting dressed and stabs him in the neck. The guy falls stiff to the ground. That was amazing. Paul has never felt so living before. Pauls’ wife starts screaming like a madman. Paul try’s to calm her down and sits down beside her. He speaks calming to her, but after half an hour he loses patience and strangles her in a pillow. Pauls anger and adrenaline is slowly getting replaced with anxiety. He’s daughter is coming home in every minute. He goes out to the garden, takes a shovel and starts digging. The hole grows in a steady pulse, and Paul starts sweating. Paul is slowly realizing what he just did, and he starts seeing fire in the bottom of the hole. He is defiantly going to hell when he dies. Paul sees dazzling blue lights in the distant, and look on the house where he sees his daughter standing in the bedroom window. He tightens he’s grip on the shovel and run into the house. How could she. Paul runs up the stairs, were he finds the daughter with a planter in her hands. She throws it and hits Paul in the head. He goes out instantly. The sky is clearing up. Paul is where he belongs.