I woke up feeling refreshed yet on edge. I don't know why I have this feeling but it won't go away. I lift my head up from the pillow on the couch and observe my surroundings. I look at my phone and realise I forgot to charge it last night so it only has 15% left. I check the time and it reads 9:02am.
That's weird, usually my sister is up making breakfast. After I get up, I make my way to her room thinking she is still in bed. As I look through the door, I notice her bed is still made from when I made it yesterday. I quickly walk to the front window that overlooks our driveway. My car is the only one there. She mustn't be here.
Realizing she never came home, I panicked. I cannot shake this feeling in my stomach that something is terribly wrong. Emma would've told me if she were spending the night with someone. Having that bit of knowledge worries me even more.
After pacing back-and-forth and calling Emma over 15 times, i steady my heavy breathing and think. Where she could have gone? Where would she have gone. The last thing I remember is that she went to the hospital and was about to leave at around 11:30.
My frantic thoughts pause as I hear the doorbell ring.
Who the hell could that be? I sigh and get up with every intention to tell whoever is there to go away. You see, I would've done exactly that if there were actually a person to begin with. Instead of someone, there was something. A note. I looked around in wonder. I look at the note skeptically and slowly pick it up. There's a signature on the back but it looks just like a scribble. Maybe they didn't want me to be able to read it. Looking at the smooth paper in my hand, I slowly open it and begin to read
"Roses are red, violets are blue, someone is missing very close to you. -DR "
I soon as I read those words, the note fell from my grasp. My eyes started to fill with tears as I frantically observe my surroundings.
Someone was here.
Someone was on my front door step less than 3 minutes ago.
"Hello! This isn't funny! Whoever you are, please..." The last part came out as a whisper as I fell to my knees and cried.
I can't lose my sister. I can't. She's all I have left and I'm all she has left. After our parents died, we've made a promise to stick together. That's exactly what she and I have been doing, and that's exactly how it's going to stay. Whipping my eyes I pick up the note and read over and over again. DR... Who is DR?
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The Familiar Stranger (short story)
Mystère / Thriller"I just want to know one thing. How did you pull this off?" As he was sitting there I noticed dry blood covering his face from the glass. Those demonic eyes sent shivers down my spine as he looked at me. "You see Miss Clark, your sister was quite th...
