Short scary stories

Deja Vu

I open my eyes in the darkness of the bedroom.

Turning around I see the clock marking 3:06 am.

I sigh in frustration realizing I forgot my water, having to force my body out of the warm covers.

My feet are dragging in the floor and my arms extended to avoid bumping somewhere. After a few meters, a familiar switch meets my hand and the kitchen lights turn on. My eyes close at the brightness, taking a few more seconds to adapt. I open the glass's cabine, filling one with water and making my way back. I hold the cup in both hands as I walk in the dark, making sure I don't trip and spill the content. 

I twist the door nob and entering the room, but my feet froze in place at the sigh of something laying in the bed. As an instinct I turn the light on reveling my blankets piled up with some pillows. I sigh in relieve, letting out a small chuckle at the scare. I crawl back into the covers, dismissing that strained feeling, and drift to sleep after a few minutes.

I open my eyes in the darkness of the bedroom.

Turning around I see the clock marking 3:06 am.

I frown at the sigh, searching for my phone in the bedside table. It probably ran out of batteries, stopping in that hour. The light shines in my face showing the same number, making my brain even more confused.

Did I dream about getting up? Or, maybe, the clock stopped prior to this night and it didn't marked the right hour the first time.

As a confirmation for my doubts I look around not finding the glass I, supposedly, grabbed. I shrug the strange feeling, but, between this and the scare I got early, I'm fully awake. At the same moment I roll out of bed, I hear my door opening and the lights turning on.

My eyes widen seeing myself standing in the door. Her startled expression soon relaxes, giggling and walking towards the bed. Making the same action as I did before. 

I stand at the her side, staring down with a mix of fear and misbelief. I think about screaming for my parents, but my body starts to feel tired, making my eyes close.

I open my eyes in the darkness of the bedroom.

Turning around I see the clock marking 9:00 am.

I sat in the bed, confuse at the memories from last night. I get up to open the window to let the sun light up the room. Taking a deep breath, I slowly turn around to the bedside table, seeing the two glasses on top of it.