Gloomy Horror

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.   Intro......  Diary: 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚜. 𝙽𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜.

.   Young girls POV....... The moonlight glistened through my locked window. I was peacefully sleeping, when I felt a warmer breeze seep through the cracks on the window seal by my face. This awoke me in shock. It felt so off, in a way were the terror made my heart pump. I glanced at the ticking clock on my wall and it read: 1:02am. My hands and feet were numb as I got up from the paranormal feeling. I walked out of the room and I feel awake now.

I kept walking down the deserted hall and put my hair up with my bright, neon, scrunchie. I entered the room across from mine. There was a boy sleeping in the bed, all tight. I sighed in relief as I remembered it was my brother. I climbed in next to him and slept the feeling off.

I was once again peacefully sleeping until I heard my alarm go off in the next room. I jolted up and remembered that I was in the guest room. I walked to my room and shut off the alarm and headed to the kitchen to see my Mother cooking eggs and toast for me. I sat down at the table and drank my juice slowly thinking about my night. The same thoughts went through my mind: who was Jack?;

.   Diary: 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕. 𝙸 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎.

.   Young Girl: I went back to my mysterious room to get ready still thinking about lastnight. I don't have a brother. Who was he? How did I know his name? Why did I recognize him? Why did I think of him as my brother?
Was it a dream? Just a thought from my fantasy? I looked in the mirror, I seen the neon schrunchie still in my hair, I remember putting my hair up before sleeping. It wasnt a dream. I watched my face turn crimson as I was looking in the mirror. I decided to just shake it off and forget the cold yet warm feeling.

I raced out the door when my Mother paged me to get to the bus before it leaves. I've been staring in the mirror for nearly 15 minutes. Mother was already leaving for her job. I caught the bus just right before the tires started turning.