Cob and Web (Horror- flash fiction)

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I didn't see this crazy house on my wardrobe yesterday.

I have never seen a cobweb as big as this and I'm sure no one has seen something like this before. Who knows if capturing something as big as this would bring my ass into famousness? I smile as I could imagine my name as big as the world's cherry being written in a bold white ink. As long as it is captured as, "Daniel web finds the world's biggest cobweb in history." Whatever way it's captured, I know it would be enough to take mum and I away from this forsaken building.

My cheeks curl up as I imagine mum's face when she hears my name being broadcasted. It's either she pulls me to a very big hug or scream about her ten year old millionaire. But wait, does being in a genius book of record does that?

Maybe.

I hastely walk to my small rough bed and bring out my old camera. It's dusty as I haven't used it for a while. I blow out the dust away and rubs it off.

I take a picture of myself first before taking a picture of the cobweb. I look at the picture I just took but gasped as it is blank. I look at where the cobweb is but it isn't there anymore.

My eyes tempt out tears as I begin to shriek. It was right there.

Before I could think anymore, I hear a disturbing noise just before my feet disappears away from the floor and my head floats in the air.

I throw my body roughly, trying to understand what is going on. If it's a dream, it should please stop because, the two of the three bulbs in my room broke already and the third one just remains at the centre.

My hands crawl to my neck as a rope rolls around it.

Suddenly, I see a black figure sitting on my bed. It turns at me and I gasp as I see it. Her eyes are the first thing that peer into my soul. Holes are replaced for eyes and my heart beats louder as I see her climb the walls and walk to me.

Her teeth are too white just like her whole body. Her whole body looks like it's made of cobwebs. If one is to bring in the pebbles and stone together, she was the one hanging on my wardrobe the other time.

I could have noticed.

"I wanted to have dinner, " she said. "Daniel, can you remember your last words to me? You promised me that when you come back to earth, you would look for me first."

I look at her hands which look like it has multiple ropes, I now notice that one of her fingers is the one holding my neck so tight, "Give eight more years, my brain has less memories of us and I would love to start with a cheerful memory," I smiled.

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