The Basement

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 03: 𝕴𝖙𝖘 𝕯𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊!

We were sitting at the table waiting for our dinner, which my mom was making in the kitchen. She had promised us that she will make us a homemade pizza so my sister was really thrilled to find out how it would taste. I on the other hand was still thinking about what had happened to me in the basement, i still had no answer to what i experienced, but i did know that it was something strange, rather evil.

My dad asked, "You seem to be thinking about something, what is it?"
"Nothing really... maybe.. umm... Nothing." i said. My dad did not believe me, but he didn't ask me about it anymore.

Suddenly, we heard a scream, a loud one, from the kitchen. Dad and I hurried off to see what happened while my sister followed us behind. It was mom, she was sitting on the floor, it looked as if she had fallen down, so we asked what happened.

"What happened! Are you okay?" were our questions.
She said, "I saw something.. outside the window.. A figure. A ghost!... Or maybe I'm just seeing things.."

I exactly knew what she was talking about but I did not utter a word about it as I thought nobody will believe me.

My dad joked about this the entire dinner and I awkwardly laughed about it. It was my turn to wash the dishes so I stayed back after dinner while the others went to bed.

The house felt dead, filled with silence. I felt like someone was looking at me from outside the window, but I did not pay attention to it. I finished my chores and was going upstairs when I noticed a dark figure outside the exact window where my mother had seen it earlier while cooking us dinner.

This time, I did what may have been a big mistake. I decided to check what was there. It was at this moment that I saw my sister talking to that shadowy figure outside the window. Then, it looked as if the shadow noticed me and then slowly faded into nothingness.

I went and asked my sister, "Who were you talking to?"
"I am talking to my friend Jean, he likes to talk to me at night." said my sister.
"But nobody's here...?"
"No, Jean is outside the window.. Look" she pointed outside the window at the old crooked tree.
"You see him? He is sitting on the branch over there."

I felt like the world under my feet fell as I saw a clear male figure in a white checkered shirt wearing a coat and matte black pants, hanging from the branches, upside down. The frightening sight made me scream my guts out.

My parents rushed downstairs and asked, "What happened! Why are you screaming?"

"There is... something... hanging... from that tree!" I said while panting vigorously. My parents looked at the tree and sighed.

"There's nothing there. You are just sleepy. Go to bed."
"I swear I saw something," I said, now looking at the place where I had earlier seen the hanging figure.
"Wait, where did it go? I swear there was someone there.."
"I am telling you for the last time, go to sleep or you're grounded." said Dad.

My mom was looking at the tree with a hint of disbelief in her eyes. I knew she could see it but she didn't utter a word about it, it almost felt like she was being controlled by something.

I rushed off to bed in anger and banged the door shut. I knew what I had seen, but I had no proof. Although I was already frustrated and felt like giving up, I knew that this was only the beginning of what lay ahead.

To be continued...