I have to be honest, my exams went horrible! I wasn't able to write anything and honestly I was seconds away from crying.
The holidays have started. Some students are going to visit their parents while some are staying at the dorm.
I and Claire are going to visit my parents this time, last time I went to visit hers so it's her turn now.
Our trip to my hometown was of a two days journey by train. It was tiresome but so worth it when we finally reached my house. I felt all of my fatigue wash away.
Our house wasn't exactly big but it was larger than average houses.
Mom, dad, how have you guys been? And how's that idiot? I don't see her anywhere ! I ask while searching the entrance to find no trace of her.
She's somewhere in the house doing some sort of experiment or something. Everything aside, Claire , darling , how have you been ? It's been so long since I last saw you! Have you lost some weight? They must not be feeding you well!
I've been great aunty! It was fun having Lara around, only if she were not this annoying! Claire said dramatically. This little– how dare she badmouth me right in my face !
Alright! If you guys are done gossiping about me, then I would like to eat something, cause I feel like I'll die of hunger now! I say while trying to not show my fear. I feel like somethings right here, waiting for the right moment to show itself. And it's not the usual comforting presence, it's a haunting presence.
After a long and tiresome day, I am about to finally get some rest. Claire and I are using different rooms cause we have a lot of vacant rooms. I guess I got used to sharing a room cause now I feel scared to sleep alone. But I tried to sleep anyway. As I was about to go to bed, I heard a knock at my bedroom door. My heart started beating faster with fear, and I broke out into cold sweat, my hands opened the door, trembling, only to see my stupid sister standing with ear to ear grin.
Here, it's your package. It came this evening. Don't know who the sender is, but the name of the receiver is written. Which is you. I am keeping it here. Good night!
My sister Isabella, is two years older than me. She is some sort of parapsychologist or something. The only thing I know is that her job requires to work with ghosts and thing like that.
My blood ran cold once again. This package didn't have a sender either…
What if it's from the same person? Even though I was terrified, I also felt a strange sense of curiosity surged through me. As I was about to open the package, my mother called me downstairs.
After successfully escaping from the family games I made my way up to my room. I was so exhausted that I didn't even want to think anything besides sleep.
He he he he he, the eerie laughter echoed in my room. The voice was coming from downstairs. But soon, it stopped. After a while the laughing started again. It was a woman. Her footsteps, which didn't exactly sounded like footsteps grew closer. It kept getting closer until….. it stopped. Right in front of my bedroom door. She stopped laughing but I could feel her grin through her voice when she asked me my name again and again. There was something far more sinister in her asking my name than it looked. When I didn't answer her, her voice became hoarse, almost as if she had two voices, which spoke at the same time. Her angry voice made the walls tremble slightly. But soon the room grew cold. Cold enough to send shivers down my spine. The sound of the creature coming closer grew louder with each passing second. And then with a blink of an eye, it was standing right in front of me. The woman had long straw like black hair, her eyes screamed otherworldly, her face distorted from anger. There was a malicious energy coming from her. Her nails long and sharp enough to pierce through my body. And the most gruesome part about her was that she didn't had a lower body instead, her organs were dangling from her half cut upper body and spreading blood everywhere she goes.
Once again, I was paralyzed I couldn't move even though I wanted to run away and hide or do something to defend myself but I couldn't move an inch. Tears streamed down my eyes but I was helpless, utterly helpless. I wanted to scream but no voice came out of my mouth. She came closer to my face to take a good look. Before attacking with her sharp nails, for a moment I think I saw pity and guilt in her eyes, as if she doesn't wants to kill me. But it soon got replaced by malice and madness. A tear slipped from her lifeless eyes before she swung her arm at me to kill me. I screamed from fear and dread, my voice echoing through the cold and silent room. And I saw something appearing...