"Dad?....is that you?" I asked, peeping my head from the kitchen.
"This pineapple is rocking!" I shouted, my dad always loved pineapple.
"Yes bug, I'll be there now" he replied to me, he always called me silly names, bug was my favourite.
I was busy cutting the last slice of pineapple , when my dad called for me.
"I need help! With the electricity box!" He calle for me.
I went upstairs, but halfway up I had a drenching feeling, like I wasn't talking or facing my dad.
So I just called from downstairs
No answer
Again
"DAD"
no answer
I had a bad feeling , I went to my mom's room, there he was, sleeping next to her.
So who's was upstairs?
YOU ARE READING
close your eyes
Horrorhope you sleep tonight Btw I do request from time to time, feel free to pm me on here.