The Impostor

Chapter 12 - Trapped in My Own Safe Haven

I had yet another visit from blue's corrupted ghost.

"Killllll"

"Shut up."

"Killl themmm"

I was going to snap at Blue again, but then my eye widened as I saw someone else.

"Dad!" I cried.

Dad turned to me, his eyes narrow as if he was in pain. I was concerned, but then my heart stopped as my dad hissed out a single, long word.

"Kiillll."

I stared at dad in disbelief. But then, I saw someone else. Yellow! Then, I saw Lime. The four ghosts all hissing and spitting the k-word, all eyes were narrowed. I didn't trust it. I couldn't listen to them. I bolted out of my room and shut the door. I quickly hurried down the secret passageway and hid in a walk-in closet.

Eventually, I nearly fell asleep, but Cyan found me and sternly told me to sleep on my bed. I trudged to my room. My heart pounding, I opened the door with a small creek. I took a second to look around and didn't see any ghosts. Breathing deeply, I took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Fear echoed inside my heart, making it feel as cold as ice. I felt like this was ridiculous. It was my room! Why was I afraid of my room? A new surge of confidence flowed upon me, and I took a deep breath. Trembling, I stepped into my room and looked around again. I didn't see anything, and relaxed. I walked into my room another step.

A sudden bang sounded behind me as the door closed.