The Hallucinating Me~

4. The cReEpy night.

***WARNING.
- can contain triggering words, and a bit of horror or creepy stuff and can look cringey to you, but please note that it was written by a child. So, if u don't give hate, it would be much appreciated.

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<4 months back>

Anna's POV.

One night, as always, I couldn't sleep. I was struggling with myself as I had a fight with Zoe in the afternoon. Nora was on my side as always. The reason for the quarrel what's that Zoe was completely ignoring us, our texts, our calls, giving really short replies or no replies at all. She never initiated any conversation and didn't even opened the door when we came to pick her up.

I feel really bad, not for me but for Nora. Her friendship was really something with Zoe. They were best friends even before I am at nora, that was 3 years ago. I had no say that they went to primary schools together, started schooling together and all that.

I feel jealous, not gonna lie. Yeah this is the way I am! Possessive.

So, anyways, I was struggling for some sleep, feeling upset and felt that something was wrong with me today. Not because of the fight with Zoe but something else.

My relationship with my father was not doing great. He was abusive but I didn't had the guts to call a helpline or something. I am a coward, I know.

Chugged out of my thoughts, I suddenly saw someone or something around the refrigerator while I was still lying on my bed. I could easily have an eye on it since I sleep on the side of the bed. The view was clear. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, hoping that the figure would be vanished but it didn't.

I saw a person in a black cloak, wearing a full black outfit on his ultra white skin. His eyes large, scary and CREEPY. His pupils were red, blood red. Lips a shade of blue blue and purple just like it's bruised.

He was smiling creepily at me. This man or creature was around 7 feet, I somehow was able to to read his lips which said "come to me".

his hands with long brown dirty nails indicating the same thing through actions.

I was totally freaked out and turned the blanket on a face. I tried to sleep but knew I couldn't and after a failing try of around 20 seconds, remove the blanket slowly from my face only to see the worse.

The creepy man was marching towards me very slowly and changing his hand actions constantly like a maniac. He was now scratching himself hard with his own dirty nails and trying to write a message for me on his body.

The message read-

Kill yourself as you wish because my process will be more painful.

Then he did some magic reflection with his hand and a sword appeared out of nowhere. He held it in his hand and then I noticed the message engraved on it.

"You are the next to be done."

He started coming with a faster speed now. My younger brother was sleeping peacefully besides me. My Instinct told me to protect him. In order to do so, I hugged him and placed my hand on his face and my face on his stomach.

10 minutes passed.

I turned around, hoping desperately that the man would now be gone and to my relief, actually was.

I was in a desperate, helpless, sobbing and crying state. I felt vulnerable. My body glistening with the sweat. I tried to sleep again, knowing very well that I will not be able to.

But to my surprise after a long 3 hours, I did fall asleep.

Next morning, I woke up following my daily routine. I didn't wanted anyone around me to know anything about last night.

Not my brother, not my mum. and dad? Haha. Who are you kidding.
I decided to ignore it but deep inside, I somehow knew that this isn't going to turn out this easy. I really tried my best to forget that incident but was failing miserably.

The things only went creepier from then. I started having night mares at times. Sometimes, I saw different faces in the curtains, all had the same message that the creepy man's sword had. Pushing the limits, I even saw the same message on my brother's forehead written by blood.

I immediately felt tears in my eyes and I rubbed his forehead and afterwards hugged him tightly.

Even after struggling for 15 days, I wasn't willing to tell anyone but nora had the powers over me. suggest something was very wrong with me and after a convincing session of big 45 minutes, I told her the whole story.

The fact that I might have some mental illness or maybe depression. I don't know much. She was crying in the heart but didn't show it on her face. I knew that because I knew her.

Instead, she clicked my forehead. And said "hey you dumb girl, this is good news!".

I was blown out. I had the sudden urge to rush her outside and slamming the door on her face. But instead I sat there and decided to comment sarcastically.

"Yeah I know right! Really good. Seeing creepy man the sword which commands to kill yourself, how cool it is!" And I stood up deciding to go towards the door when I felt a hand on my wrist.

She gave me the command to sit with her big doe eyes. I was Low-key afraid of her eyes, which made me sit back in an instant. Then what she told me made a little bit of sense.

she told me that I have an advantage that I can imagine of things so well that it felt like a reality to me. He said that I should write my thoughts not in the journal but in a novel. As a story.

As my story.

I thought it made some sense as imagining things in an empty place is a hard thing to do. Not every normal person can imagine a face in a thin cloth of a curtain.

I was convinced fully when she asked me to take my hallucinations in a positive way.

After all the motivating session, I felt a little relieved. I told Nora that I think I need to consult a psychiatrist. But she firmly denied knowing that we cannot hide it from my parents if we do so. And I very well you how my family will react and this will make things harder for me.

She asked me for two months and I give it to her.

Meanwhile, the fight with Zoe was untangled. Her relatives were ill and were in a bad condition. It was most probably my fault and I dragged nora with me. Zoe kept denying and claiming that it was her fault as she could've told us this earlier. At last, we decided to forget this fight and move on without any bad memories.

I thought that these girls have absolutely no idea, how much of help they are to me. How my one small smile remind me that I need to do it more often. Get out of that creepy hell my mind imagined.

I love them and it was glad that they were there for me.

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Alright, i know i am wOnDeEfUL.
Yes.
sarcasm intended.

And Get well soon jimin-ssi!!!

SARANGHAEYO! :( <3

okay, byeeee

~XD