Visions • A bfb semi-horror book

Prologue

Disclaimer: In this chapter there is swearing and a bit of horror.

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00:23

I saw the time on my phone. " 23 minutes past 12, huh," I muttered to myself, not wanting to wake up ice cube. I sat up, using my arms to push me against the wall.

Shit, I have to use the bathroom

I slowly got out of bed, pushing the remaining blanket to ice cube. As I walked to the bathroom, I rubbed my eyes, not really wanting to walk all the way there. I opened the door, the loud creaking noise running through my mind.

I went in the bathroom, and the first thing I saw was my reflection. And it was fucking freaky...

I saw a face, not 1 I've seen before. But everything else was so, familiar? The corset. The hair. The teal tints in the hair which, after months of begging to change my hair colour I finally got.

Wait a minute...

That's me!

I stared at the mirror, horrified by the reflection. My hands were to my sides, in the mirror, they were behind the back. My hair was up, in the mirror, it was down. And don't get me started on the face.

It was entirely black, only pure white eyes, eyebrows and a mouth were visible.  I wanted to scream, but I'd rather die than wake up ice cube and cause a fight cause she didn't get enough ' beauty sleep ' even though she doesn't need it.

All she needs is a YouTube makeup tutorial.

I sorta laughed at my little joke. Which only caused the figure to tilt its head. I stepped back, not needing to use the bathroom anymore. But the more I moved back, the more tilted the head became. Once I reached the hall way, the neck became longer and longer and longer.

Until it eventually reached the ceiling and it came out of the mirror. It extended it's neck until it's face was right by mine. I could fell the sweat trickling down my face. I was on the floor, unable to do anything at this point. Until...

Creak

The figure suddenly narrowed it's neck and disappeared, causing me to pull my legs up and turn around.

And there I saw my saviour, ice cube. In her hello kitty pajamas. " Babe, what the fuck are you doing on the floor," she questioned, letting her left arm, which was hold a blanket, sag.

I wanted to tell her, but I had a gut feeling that I shouldn't. Also, what the fuck was a supposed to tell her in the first place. Oh, a fucking freaky figure that looked like me but with a black face enlarged it's neck but the moment you came it disappeared.

Ofcourse not! She'd think I've lost my marbles!

Also she'd scream at the me, thinking that I  thought she was ugly.

" Let's go to bed," she extended out out her hand, and I took it. But 1 thing for sure. I'm not getting any sleep today.

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Y'all, this is my first horror story ( paper cuts staring me down ), well, second horror story.

So don't expect the best out of me. Don't expect fear garden 2. Okay but can we talk about fear garden 2.

No, okay...

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