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
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
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!
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 she 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 she laughed while munching on a snack that was in her lap. I'm quite happy to see she can still laugh. Although to be honest I know his feelings must be sad to see her 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. 'Ouchh!' Shit! I accidentally cut my own finger with a knife until it bled. I lo
I returned to the front of the shop. Emily already had a few items she put in the shop cart. I walked over to her and put the things in her basket into the trolley. Then told her to put the basket back in its place. After paying for everything we put all the stuff in the car. Actually I'm quite confused because I'm afraid it won't fit. But with a neat arrangement, thankfully everything can fit into the car even though it's a bit cramped. After making sure everything was ready, I returned the trolley to the nearby shop. Get in the car and drive with Emily in the front seat. Arriving home, without wasting any more time, I tried to arrange all the decorations as attractive as possible. I actually realized that I didn't have the talent to decorate the house. But it's better than nothing, right? Emily looked excited in the kitchen with her two pumpkins. She wanted to make Jack O'lantern interesting. So I let her play as he pleases. It's getting late, it's
Karina, who had just finished a wedding, that day was also brought by Danu, her husband, to fill their house. At first, she did not find it strange when her mother-in-law ordered her to do a special ritual as a condition for entering the Mangunwongso family.One by one terrible and strange things often happen. Especially when Karina is alone. She also felt strange about her husband's behavior forbidding Karina to enter the meat storage warehouse behind their house. This made Karina even more suspicious and curious, so she tried to reveal the truth in the warehouse.OPENING : Hi, Guys! How are you today? Hope you are doing okay. So, this is my fourth horor book. But this book is not about Ouija though, lol.Enjoy the book!
The ticking of the clock on the wall resounded throughout the room. The time has shown 12:43 AM. But the girl was still there. In the darkness of the room, she sat beside the bed with her hands on her knees.Her teeth chattered with glaring eyes staring at the closet. Fear seems to be aware of what is in it. Not. Do not advise her to turn on the light. It wasn't that she didn't want to do it, but that far more terrible things would happen if the lights were turned on. Her body was sure to be crushed by her stepfather's cruel beating.Back to the story. The girl was still there, in the same place. The fear in her grew when the closet door began to swing. As if something wanted to get out of there. Slowly... very slowly. But it was enough to make the two braid-haired girl's heart beat violently with fear.'Krieettt!'The door opened very slowly. The g
Four months had passed after Isabelle was taken to the hospital for the last time. Apparently God had other plans. Emily had to lose the person she loved so much. Her mother, could no longer protect herself anymore.Emily opened the door, the smell of liquor wafting through the room. Welcoming those who are in mourning. Clark, he was there, sitting in front of the television on without intending to watch it.The man's eyes glazed over. No. Not for crying over Isabelle's death. But because he drank too much liquor that was scattered on the glass table in front of him. Peanut shells were scattered on the floor and sofa.Emily came in and closed the door. She walked slowly towards the stairs without intending to greet his stepfather. Clark also didn't seem aware of Emily's existence. The man's gaze remained straight ahead as the steps creaked as Emily stepped on them.&
Emily sat quietly at the bottom of the stairs. Her gaze was blank ahead. Her face was puffy, her heart was tired. She really want to end all of this.Suddenly the lights went out. Emily looked around. There was only the light of the kitchen lights that made up for the ventilation, just like before. But she fell silent again. No more energy to do anything. She didn't care anymore when the woman's spirit came back and pounced on her.'Knock Knock'A knock caught Emily's attention. She turned towards the source of the voice. It is not clear from what and how. But the voice was on her left side. As Emily recalled, over there was a pile of cardboard, iron and unused used goods. Also a large used wooden wardrobe."Tock Tock"The voice reappeared. This time there was no more fear in her. Emily was still rooted to the spot.&