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This one might be scary. Just a heads up.
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Most people fear the dark--The shadows, the cracks, the space that lies between what can be seen and what can't.
These individuals walk around blind, however, for the worst evil is that which walk among us.
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It was a day like no other, my eyes boringly scanning the different people who also sat down in the chapel. I was with my family, like always, but my senses felt as though something was...off. My eyes continued to scan through the usual group of people until I landed on someone I've never seen before. His hair slightly flopped to the side as he lazily looked around, almost as if he didn't want to be there more than I did.
He seemed to be alone, too.
He seemed like a downright gentleman, to say the least. He had excused himself whenever he bumped into people by accident, or simply said 'hello' and introduced himself to others that were around him.
but it seemed as though his facade came crashing down when we all left the chapel.
I had stayed behind because I had forgotten my phone on the chair I sat on, bending down to get it, but when I turned around I saw the mysterious male once more. He was smiling and waving at the others who were leaving the chapel, his eye smile charming to anyone who peered over.
But, as the last people had said goodbye and left, the smile immediately left from his face. It almost seemed...blank, nothing there. Like every ounce of emotion was sucked from his face, leaving behind an emotionless state of being.
That was when I noticed his eyes were boring into my own, a small smile appearing on his face once more as if nothing happened.
I left soon after that.
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He came every single day after that encounter, being treated as if he wasn't new and that he's been with this chapel since day one.
It was eerie, seeing that same fake smile he pulls around people after I saw his blank face. Whenever I would make eye contact with him, he wouldn't bother to pull the fake smile against me.
Rather, his eyes continued to bore into my own, almost as if he didn't dare look away. Neither did I, my (e/c) eyes continuing to make contact with him as the prayers and such went on. That was until my mother pushed my head down for prayer, my eyes now connected with the floor.
I still felt his eyes on me, continuing to stare at me as I said a quiet 'amen'.
"Stop staring at that guy and pay attention, (y/n)," My mother mumbled, nudging me. I nodded, and quietly paid attention as time continued on. I still felt his eyes on me, but I ignored them this time.
Again, it seemed as though my phone fell out of my pocket, my mother waiting in the car as I go back inside to get my phone. I went to the chair, but I saw that it was completely empty.
I checked the surroundings and even tried to backstep to where I walked around and such. To no avail, it seemed as though my phone had mysteriously disappeared, so I decided to head back to the car.
That was until I bumped into a hard chest.
"I'm guessing this is your phone?" A slightly husky voice mumbled, holding out which was indeed my phone. I took it, going to say thank you, but I stopped, my eyes connecting to the familiar black ones of the mysterious male.
I never knew he was this tall.
"Th-thanks," I managed to stumble out, going to move past him, but he blocked my way, the same, fake smile catching on to his features.
"It's nice to finally meet you (y/n)," He said, continuing to look down at me. Looking into his eyes this close, it seemed as though they were blank, no emotion swirling in his dark irises, nor any gloss on them.
They were just...there.
"You too," I mumbled, moving past him once more and scurrying my way to the car. As I quickly opened and closed the door, no thoughts came to my head until later on.
I realized he knew my name, but yet his name was still unknown to me.
How did he know my name?
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That night, I tossed and turned in my bed. Something felt... off about this night. Although my windows were closed and the AC wasn't on, chills moved up and down my spine. My eyes felt as though they were clamped open and were afraid to shut as if something was going to peer over me if I did.
So, I got up. I figured that, if my dog Bean was in my room, I would feel safe and would be able to sleep. I pushed myself off of my bed, my feet feeling cold against the carpet. I pulled on a jacket, since it was cold, and headed downstairs to my living room.
Bean usually slept in the living room, since her bed was there and my mother didn't want Bean upstairs. Of course, I snuck her into my room every once and a while when I needed to feel safe, and this time it seemed like the best idea.
"Bean," I murmured, walking into the living room. Usually, Bean would immediately run up to me and lick my thigh, before following me up the steps quietly.
This time, I felt nothing. It was quiet, eerily quiet for the night. Bean wasn't in her bed, seemingly empty for quite some time. This was unusual for a big girl like her.
"Bean?" I murmured once more, a little louder this time. I went to the kitchen this time, peering over with my phone flashlight.
I noticed that the back door ( which was located in my kitchen) was slightly open, big enough for Bean to get out.
"Goddammit, Bean," I groaned.
You see, every once and a while, Bean would get out if she really needed to go to the bathroom, but would come inside before anyone would notice she was gone. Sometimes, though, she would forget to come inside and wait outside until I (or my mother) came downstairs for a drink and saw her waiting outside of the open door.
I put on my shoes from the front door and wandered back to the backyard. This time, I was able to yell louder, since I knew I wasn't going to wake up my mother.
"Bean?!" I yelled, using my hands as like an amplifier. No answer from my dog, "Bean, come here girl!"
Again, no answer.
The wind blew slightly, causing my body to instantly shudder. I was cold, but of course, I wasn't going to leave my lovable dog outside in this.
So, with a deep breath, I trudged further into my backyard, looking around for Bean. My backyard is bigger than a normal one, but I never usually was there since I stayed in my room all day. It looks beautiful in the morning and evening but at night, it feels as though it's a different environment.
The trees moved with the wind, owl hooting and the soft voices of wolves howling in the distance added to this whole experience. Still, I trudged through my backyard, getting closer and closer to the fence that closed off my house from the woods (yes, the woods). I yelled for Bean again, the crunching of the broken twigs and leaves beneath my feet heightening my fear as I continued on.
Soon, I got to the fence. I notice, with the help of my cellphone light, there was a hole in the metal fence. It almost looks like someone pried it open with some metal cutting scissors and a prier. My feet instantly stopped as I heard more crunching leaves. At first, I thought it was coming from me, but as I stopped it continued on. They sounded rushed, and close.
The sound increased as it came closer to me, my eyes widening and my body froze in its place. I felt my heartbeat increase as it suddenly stopped, right next to me. Soft breaths were heard and I turned immediately, about to swing, but stopped as my dog happily appeared in my vision.
"B-Bean!" I gasped, holding on to my chest as Bean happily barked at me. Quickly, I picked her up (even if she was pretty heavy) and made my way back to the back door, closing it and locking it.
I didn't question the hole in the fence at that time since I simply thought it was Bean.
But it kept bugging me at the back of my head until the next few days passed by.
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It was like any other day. I just returned from school, snow crunching against my feet since it was about to be winter.
I was making my way into my house when I heard my mother's laughter in the kitchen.
"Mother?" I called out, taking off my shoes and shutting the door. She called me to the kitchen, which I made my way too.
I stopped when I saw the familiar male's eyes once more, that familiar fake smile sketched on to his face. This time, another woman was with him, the woman happily chatting with my mother.
"This is Jeno, the new male to our church! This is his mother, Jiwoo! They came to visit since they recently are new to the neighborhood," I didn't want to argue with her and them being so-called 'new', since Jeno has been attending church as of weeks now, so I simply smiled and said a small 'hello'," Show Jeno around, will you? His mother and I are having a great deal of fun talking!" The woman named Jiwoo laughed, nodding in agreement.
With a silent nod, I motioned for Jeno to follow me, putting on my boots once more and making our way outside.
It was quiet between the two of us, the crunching of snow filling out silence. His smile faltered back to his usual blank face only I seemed to see, his hands in his pockets as his eyes trained up ahead. I felt unease make its way into my stomach as Jeno pointed to the woods, looking down at me.
"How about we go there?" His monotone voice reached my ears. I didn't want to object, but I knew that there was something wrong with going into those woods.
It was said that, back in the day, there were sacrifices and other unholy things in there, to which we were warned not to go into there, but Jeno's hand wrapped on to my wrist and pulled me along, my feet trudging along with his almost-excited form.
He seemed...unbothered by the eerie feeling of the woods. The trees loomed over us dangerously as we continued to make our way through the woods, his hand wrapped around my wrist still. The deeper we get in, the heightening of my fears continued. I knew better than to allow this to happen, but the look on his face and the tight grip he had on me made me realize that I wasn't in any position to say no to where we were going.
All I had to do was hope that something bad wasn't going to happen.
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Jeno seemed to know his way along these woods, even if he was 'new' to these parts. With the twists and turns that I lost count of, I knew that if I had left without him, I wouldn't be able to get out. I'd get lost and probably not see my mother or Bean again.
So I kept quiet.
Soon, we stopped, Jeno giving me a small smile as he finally let go of my wrist.
"We're here," Is all he simply said, going over and sitting down on a big rock. It was a clearing of some sorts, the trees continuing to surround us, but more sparingly than before. There were rocks and stuff, but an unusual pile of twigs and leaves stuck out to me.
And I had a feeling it wasn't a good thing to notice, since Jeno looked over at it, then back to me.
"Do you want to know what that is?" His excitement in his voice freaked me out the most.
He definitely wasn't 'new' here. He seemed to have lived here longer than I did.
"Sure," Slipped out of my mouth. I had to appease this man somehow since I had an inkling feeling he would've shown me even if I didn't want to.
"First, I need to say something," He started, before he pushed himself off the rock and stood tall," I knew something was off about you from the start. You seem...unusual, to say the least. Not like the others around here. Not boring, or stale," He swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, almost arousingly, "and I knew you would be a good friend from the start. So," He moved closer to the stick pile, that deathly mile continuing to be etched on to his face. It wasn't fake, that was to be sure, which made the feeling across my spine tingle more," I made you this," He pushed the different leaves and twigs that were on it. I held my breath for a moment, my eyes catching as to what it is.
I couldn't make out what it actually was, to be honest. I seemed to have a slimy red consistency, glistening in the pale sunlight. It contrasted beautifully against the white snow but stained it in the end. There were different parts sticking out from all places but seemingly resembled almost like a casting of myself.
I truly had no idea what I was looking at, but the excitement on Jeno's face and anticipation made me answer him instantly.
"I like it," Truly, I had no feelings towards what he made. It was just...there, a complete waste of space. Sure, it contrasted the snow nicely, but...what was it? "What is it made out of?" I didn't want to ask him what it was, so I went for the next best thing.
"It's made out of--" He hesitated for one second, before looking down at his phone in his hand, "Oh, our mothers want us back," with that, he walked over, grabbing my hand and intertwining his fingers with mine. With a small smile from him only, we began to walk back together, a single sentence uttered between us, "I think we'll be best friends, (y/n)."
But the deep feeling in my stomach told me otherwise.
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a/n: I hope you enjoyed this! I might make a part 2 to this, since I like it! Tell me, should I write more thriller/horror? Or just simply write a horror novel? I love horror, so that story would be my baby
Edit: if you guys would please read my story Beautiful Bones, that would be amazing!