I'm chopping carrots on the kitchen table. Prepared breakfast for Emily and me. Stephanie refuses to eat at my house. The reason is because he will have an appointment this morning with a founder at a publisher.
Emily is still in front of the television watching her favorite cat cartoon. Occasionally he laughed while munching on a snack that was in his lap. I'm quite happy to see he can still laugh. Although to be honest I know his feelings must be sad to see his mommy and daddy no longer together. There are no happy children of separated parents. But again, I had no other choice. Carlos started it.
I suddenly remembered our conversation last night. I think Stephanie is right, I should move out of this house and live a new life. This house is full of my memories with Carlos.
'Aaah!'
Shit! I accidentally cut my own finger with a knife until it bled. I
The alarm sounded just in time. At 6.00 AM, I immediately got up and opened the curtains. I ran out of the room and opened the door to my daughter's room. She was still there, fast asleep on the bed. She must be tired from playing all night. Okay. I'll wake her up later after breakfast is ready. I slowly descended the stairs. Head to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, then to the kitchen to make breakfast. There are only a few stocks of food ingredients in the refrigerator. I haven't had time to shop yet. Today I'm going to make only omlette and vegetable soup. I took out all the necessary ingredients. Heat the water and peel the carrots. "Aaaa!!" Emily's scream startled me. I quickly left the kitchen and ran up the stairs. I quickly opened the door to Emily's room. She was there, sitting with her knees bent and covering her face.
We entered the house in a hurry. "Is that mirror in Emily's room?" Laura asked. "Yes." "Where?" "The second floor." We climbed the stairs quickly. John who was in the front opened the door to Emily's room roughly. I was astonished to see it. It's true that the mirror is still in the same place, but that's not what I meant. Instead, the mirror's surface was covered in blood. There was a fishy smell when we entered. I can feel the chills down my spine looking at the mirror. Because John was in a hurry, he didn't have time to think about bringing his equipment. He asked me to prepare three candles. As per instructions, I immediately went downstairs and headed for the kitchen. Luckily, there are still candles at home. I quickly grabbed some candles and a lighter and went back upstairs. John accepted it and lit a candle in fro
The car is moving at a moderate speed. As planned, he invites Emily to stop by the ice cream shop. A roadside shop that is not too crowded. The Maura Ice Cream logo is written above the door. The bell rang as soon as the door was pushed. They chose a seat near the window. A man wearing a maid uniform came over to say hello. He handed Stephanie the menu book. Stephanie offers Emily what kind of ice cream she likes. But Emily seems still angry. He refused to speak. Stephanie's patience was tested a little. Honestly, he's not the patient type. Not wanting to embarrass him, he chose to hold back his annoyance at the little girl in front of him. Stephanie ordered a medium sized chocolate caramel and strawberry vanilla ice cream. The waiter took his order and came back to the back. Not long after he returned with Stephanie's order. "Thank you." &nbs
We sat together at the dining table. Emily looked beautiful even though she was wearing an Annabelle costume. I do it with my make-up. We ate in silence. Emily just rummaged through her food without getting excited. "Emily, what's going on?" "I miss daddy." I sighed, "I know want you feel. But this is the best for us." "Can we meet with daddy?" I paused, "I am not sure." "Why is Mommy so mean? Why did Mommy choose to separate from Daddy?!" Emily looked angry. "Emily, you're still a kid. You shouldn't have said that!" "I hate mommy!" "What?!" Emily slammed the fork and spoon on the plate and ran up the stairs. He must have gone into his room. I took another deep breath. Holding my head with both hands. Oh God! I lost my appetizer. Wondering if everything I did was w
We sat together at the dining table. Emily looked beautiful even though she was wearing an Annabelle costume. I do it with my make-up. We ate in silence. Emily just rummaged through her food without getting excited. "Emily, what's going on?" "I miss daddy." I sighed, "I know want you feel. But this is the best for us." "Can we meet with daddy?" I paused, "I am not sure." "Why is Mommy so mean? Why did Mommy choose to separate from Daddy?!" Emily looked angry. "Emily, you're still a kid. You shouldn't have said that!" "I hate mommy!" "What?!" Emily slammed the fork and spoon on the plate and ran up the stairs. He must have gone into his room. I took another deep breath. Holding my head with both hands. Oh God! I lost my appetizer. Wondering if everything I did was w
ANNA "Where am I?" she asked. The girl looked around. There is no one except her. There are only shrubs and trees. She kept looking around as she walked forward. "Hello. Anyone here?!" she shouted. But no one answered. "What the hell is this place?" She kept wondering in her heart. Guess what this place is. She saw a building in the enter of the forest. A building with faded colors. Anna walked closer. She looked at the building curiously. Thinking what stupid human would build a building in a place like this. Footsteps walked up the stairs in front of the building. Slowly but surely, she touched the handle on the double door in front of her, then pushed it gently. Dark. Drawn in the room in front of her. There was no one there but her. "Hello! Anyone here
Sick. Maybe it's not enough to express how disappointed I am to my best friend and husband. They have the heart to play behind my back. Even though I've always tried to be a good friend and wife to them. Doesn't Stephanie remember when I helped her the first time she entered college? Several senior students bullied him for looking so geeky. Made the other students mock and laugh at Stephanie until she cried in the bathroom. As a friend I felt angry to see her treated like that. Bravely and without thinking about the risk, I came to face the three arrogant girls who bullied her. Made me and the girl gang leader fight until it ended in the lecturer's room. My tears fall. My world seemed to have collapsed. It's hard for me to believe all this. Hoping what I saw was just a dream. Still trying to suggest myself, Stephanie couldn't have done something this bad. But reality den
After that we walked up the stairs to the attic. A place to store unused items. The smell of dust rose as soon as Mrs. Ryanaa opened the attic door. Nests have long been everywhere. Thick dust covered the floor and the things that were there. Several boxes piled up untidy. I took another deep breath. "It's going to take a lot of time to clean this up." "Yeah, that's right!" said Mrs. Ryana. "Oh, can we get down? I think we've had enough here," Stephanie asked. We stepped down in the spirit of the estate agent locking the attic door. Arriving at the first floor, I looked around. But I didn't see Emily at all. My heart started to panic. Stephanie who noticed my expression knew what I felt. I called for Emily a few times but the child didn't show up. My heart started to worry. Mrs. Ryanaa helped me find Emily throughout