Ready.
We claim to be ready for a lot of things in life, but in reality we really are not.
To much is given, much is required.
Every increase comes with responsibility.
Am I ready for the responsibility that Sterling wants to give me by telling me the truth?
I don’t know.
I feel ready but I know I’m not.
Sterling and I are in the living room.
The curtains are closed, and the air is smooth. It feels perfect.
Soft music plays from the speakers. It’s soothing.
I feel more relaxed and calm then I was before.
I
The SupernaturalThere are people who believe deeply in the supernatural, but news flash. I’m not one of them.I am someone that believes in scientific understanding and the laws of nature. More of what can be observed and experimented with.I’m a bit of a nerd at times but I’m the kind of person that doesn’t get convinced easily.I have heard stories about ghosts and the paranormal. I have seen documentaries on how people professed that their houses were haunted and all kinds of stuff.I have had a million chances to be rooted in the belief of the supernatural, believe me; I had.But none of them won me over.
Emotions, passions, feelings.All beautiful emotions.Emotions that take you from a mountain top to a low valley in minutes.Emotions are mean. They are wicked. They are selfish.They don’t let us choose. I should be able to choose who I love and who I don’t. I should be able to turn on and turn of my love for a person at my own volition.I left Sterling in the guest room two hours ago. He hasn’t been out since. Should I be worried?I don’t hear no sound coming from the room, so I guess nothing is being broken.I should check up on him, right?He might have be
I click the message bubble and the conversation opens.It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!———-My hands are visibly shaking.I hear the door open and I turn to see who it is.It’s Sterling.“Hey, you okay?” He walks inside the room. He’s studying my face carefully but then his eyes land on my hands.I’m still clutching the phone in my hands like it’s going to run away.“What are you doing with my phone?” His voice is calm and collected. It’s like he has nothing to hide.Except the fact that he may be
Today is Sunday.I have not seen Sterling or Wesley in the past two days. I intended it that way, I want to be alone.I’m the kind of person that needs time alone after being social for a day or two.It’s like therapy to me.Plus, I deserve this break.Sterling is a literal ghost. The cleaning lady at his house is too. Finding about all this out will drain anybody.And oh, I ate ghost food on my date too. Great.I’m beginning to question all I believe in. Like since there are ghosts and all, that means nothing is actually beyond myth.Nothing is superstition, nothin
Jason is a really nice guy.He seems like the perfect boyfriend, his girlfriend must be thrilled.I wanted to spend today alone at the beach, but spending it with someone who knows how I feel is even better.We are about to leave the beach because it’s getting late.I told Jason that I wanted to watch the sunset but he suggested that we leave before dark.Me being me, of-course I convinced him and we stayed for a couple of minutes.The sun setting on the beach is one of the most beautiful experiences one can have.The sky has colors that I haven’t even seen before. It’s breath taking.The beauty of it all pa
There are certain places that you go and they instantly become a part of you.This coffee shop is one of those places for me.It’s a beautiful place that has so many memories.It has so much character, so much love.I know almost all the staff here. Except the new ones that they recently hired.But that ain’t a problem because I will get to know them too.“Rose!” I hear the cashier’s voice.It’s a white lady with blonde hair.She’s Linda, and she works on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.I like her, she’s real nice.She has her hair in a ponytail and she&
“Hi, Rose.” The voice shakes my very core. The coldness causes goosebumps to rise on my entire body.“Hello. Who am I speaking with?” My voice is collected but yet a bit shaky.“You should know, darling.” The voice on the phone says. It’s a lady’s voice. It’s strong and is void of any warm emotions.I only sense evil.“Well, I don’t. I don’t know every number on my boyfriend’s phone.” I say.My heart is still racing, by the way.“Your boyfriend?” She laughs out really loud.Why is she laughing?“Is that supposed to mean somet
The text reads: HEY, HOW ARE YOU?.....I smile warmly.I have not heard from Jason since the beach day.I will text him later, after my meet up with the devil.Lizzie, that is.In no time, I’m on the street that Lizzie told me her house is.I walk to the huge house. The lawn is perfect, the windows are gigantic. The house is extremely modern.A little rectangular tag is near the door and it says: 666.I take in a breath to steady my nerves.I press the door bell and it makes a buzzing noise.The door opens right away and I’m welcomed with