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.&
A woman in black came into the room. Her curly hair was left down to her shoulders. Emily just sat quietly without caring about the woman wearing the official suit. "Hi, Sweetheart. How are you? Are you feeling better?" said the woman while stroking Emily's hair. The little girl just nodded. "My name is Bethany. I work as a police officer who handles this case. I want to tell you the bad news that your father died in the fire. I am so sorry about that," she said regretfully. 'What do I care about that man,' Emily said to herself. "He's not my father." Emily shoved a spoonful of porridge pumpkin into her mouth. "What do you mean?" "He's my stepfather." "O-oh, I see." The woman smiled, "Your house has burned down. Do you have any relatives to live with you?" Emily shook her head again. "Okay. Maybe you should stay in
Emily walked out to the building's exterior wall window, satisfied that she had seen the entire space. The window faces the orphanage's courtyard and runs from west to east. Huge curtains hung from the ceiling like an antique structure.She noticed the presence of the two women. Mrs. Bethany had gotten into the car when Miss Monica waved. The black-clad woman was at the wheel of her car, which was slowly going away. Emily remained deafeningly silent on the spot. He didn't know what else to do. There was no one else around but him when I looked around."Hey there, you! Please come in." Miss Monica snatched Emily's hand with both hands.The girl moaned in excruciating anguish. Emily was dragged inside the room by Miss Monica. She took Emily's bag, which she had been wearing for quite some time, and emptied it completely upon the bed. Nothing worthwhile. Miss Monica snorted irritably."Why do you have no valuables in your bag? Huh?"Emily smirked,
"Hi. My name is Emily," she said, holding out her hand. But Ashley refused by retracting her hand. "I don't want to meet you. You're new, why did you look at me like that? Ah, maybe because of you, huh?!" said Ashley, looking at Emma. "M... Me? No." "Yes," Emily stood up, bringing her level with Ashley even though Ashley was much taller. "She introduced you to me. She said you were the gang leader here." Emma just looked down. Cursing Emily's words for being too bold as she said to herself 'I Will Die'. "Good! That's how it should be." Emma widened her eyes, not expecting Ashley to like her. "You. Are you all you have?" "I have nothing. My house burned down." "I can't believe it. Where's your room?" Emily remembered Emma's words, "Room A3." "Okay. You already know who I am, so it's be
"Hi. My name is Emily," she said, holding out her hand. But Ashley refused by retracting her hand. "I don't want to meet you. You're new, why did you look at me like that? Ah, maybe because of you, huh?!" said Ashley, looking at Emma. "M... Me? No." "Yes," Emily stood up, bringing her level with Ashley even though Ashley was much taller. "She introduced you to me. She said you were the gang leader here." Emma just looked down. Cursing Emily's words for being too bold as she said to herself 'I Will Die'. "Good! That's how it should be." Emma widened her eyes, not expecting Ashley to like her. "You. Are you all you have?" "I have nothing. My house burned down." "I can't believe it. Where's your room?" Emily remembered Emma's words, "Room A3." "Okay. You already know who I am, so it's be