“Blood is really warm,
it's like drinking hot chocolate
but with more screaming.”
― Ryan Mecum
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"Iinkk..Iinkk.."
How noisy this old printer is! Ugh! It's already 12 midnight and this noisy old printer almost asks for a rest!
I feel very sleepy. Printing is taking me so long!
Everybody is already sleeping and all the lights were off except for the room where the computer is.
I looked for a cigarette. I had smoked plenty so that I would not get sleepy.
I was about to go to the living room when I felt cold. I felt the wind that caused my hair to rise.
I know all the windows and doors are closed because I was the one who closed them.
I looked at my back and there I saw the curtains waving. I was trembling with fear when I forced myself to walk when the computer and the light went OFF!
I got so angry because I could not finish my project which is due tomorrow because of this brownout.
And to my surprise the light at the bathroom got on and I saw three lighted candles floating near the curtain.
I want to run but I couldn't because I could feel my feet were nailed to the floor.
From where I am I could see a woman in uniform being harmed by a man.
Then suddenly, I remembered something, I know the woman! It's Stephanie, the muse at our school. The image was getting blurry and the wind is getting colder. I saw how she was harmed and raped. Stephanie was fighting but the man was too strong.
Battered, raped and then killed. I have seen all but they are all in the air. I wanted to help her. I saw a book, I threw it to the man but it just fell in the air.
After that, everything got dark and silent.
* * *
To my belief, it was all a nightmare. The next day I looked for Stephanie to check nothing had happened to her.
I saw her happily talking with her friends. I came near her and made a pat in her arm to know if she is really alive.
She is alive, strong, beautiful and still have her sweet beautiful smile. I sighed. It was only a nightmare after all.
"Let's go babe, they are waiting at the mall," a voice caught my attention. It was the first time I saw him but the appearance looks familiar.
When they are getting away, I remembered, I have seen him really! The man looked back at me. He looked at me with an evil smile on his lips.
The next day, it was almost 8 morning when I saw my mother reading a newspaper, which reads, "ONE WOMAN WAS RAPED, KILLED!!"
~END
[This story is actually based from a book I've read so credits to the author who made that book. :3 I can't remember the title though.]
YOU ARE READING
Chillers (Short Scary Stories)
Mystery / Thriller❝ I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.” ❞ ...
