BLACK AS COAL

Ugh! It's morning again. I just wish I can sleep more. Like, I didn't dream last night. Like wow! Jalen giggles and yawns loudly climbing down from her fluffy bed. She falters to her bathroom and picks up her brush, picks up her toothpaste, and presses a little quantity of the toothpaste on the brush and raised it to her lips about to brush but a voice laughs behind her and she stops abruptly frozen like a statue.

"I don't think you will be needing that. The dead don't brush, right? And one who's about to die also has no need for that right?" the voice giggles ambling to her while wiggling her ass. "I feel so happy. So happy. Oh-oh," she singsongs.

"Who are you? And what are you doing in my room? How did you even get in" Jalen asks in a hard glare and whirls only to gasp out and shudder as she takes steps backward till her back hits the wall.

"Remember me huh? I felt you will wanna talk before I kill you so let's get started already."

Jalen freezes going so pale