I hoped out of my car and stared at the house I actually called home a couple of years ago. I made my way to the broken steps, remembering how they were broken five years ago, and still are.
When I open the unlocked door, there were still blood stains near the stairs and a trail of blood that lead to the basement door.
When Rachel died, it was three weeks before her birthday, and so, on her birthday, January 13th, the devil gave her a gift. The gift of undead.
Five years ago on Rachel's birthday, I moved her body in the basement and hid it becuase I knew that the cops would think it was me. So I tell everbody she just disapered one day.
I come back to the house on Rachel's birthday every year, not matter what. This is because Rachel comes back to life, but not the same. She still has her face, her head, but shes only a head with organs. When I first saw this I was so scared, I thought I was insane. But I came next year and there she was again, she starts from the roon where she died, and ends where her body is. But she roams around the house, I hide from her, I hide in the bathroom which she never comes in. I didn't understand why Rachel looked this way, until I reasurch it and found out she was a Krasue.
I closed my lap top tonight when I heard the sound of silence, Rachel was in the basement, and she went back to sleep for another long year. I got up and made my way out the door, and then downstairs. I grabbed my coat from the coat rack and slipped it on.
Mmmmmmmm
I quickley turned around, I saw Rachel, her head was floating six fee above the ground and her organs attached to her neck and followed her wherever she went. I grabbed the door handle and ruffly pulled he door open. Usually I looked out the little window to see if anyone is out there so no one sees me leaving the house. But I ran outside and slammed the door shut, hearing a loud, ghostly scream on the other side.
"Damn it," I wispered to myself as I opened my car door and sat down.
I closed my cat door and turned it on. I knew that a couple moments ago Rachel the Krasue could have killed me.
Then right before I could press on the gas peddle, I heard a knock on my window. I quickley tunred my head, thousands of thoughts rushing through my brain. I rolled the window down and gave the person an akward smile. "Yes?"
"What were you doing in there?" the person asked, he gave me a serious look and was talking in a deep voice.
I laughed and pushed him away. "Damn it Jacob you scared me half to death! I can't see you when it's so dark!" I pushed my hair out of my face.
Jacob laughed, always the one to make you laugh. We have been best friends ever since I moved here, he was like my younger brother, rhough he was only a couple mouths younger then me. Jacob is the sensitive kind, but he's alwayst here whn you need him. You can tell him anything and he'll keep it a secret forever. Though Jacob is the sensitive one, he will do anything to protect his friends and family, probably becuase he knew he had failed to save his mother from cancer, he still blames it on himself and it's not his falt at all.
"But really what are you doing here?" Jacob asked, pushing his brown haor out of his face.
I looked at his dark brown eyes. "I went to see Rachel."
Jacob smiled slightly. "I want to come next year," Jacob said, taking a deep breath. "But I really don't believe that you see a Krasue."
I suddenly stopped laughing. "But I do, she almost killed me Jacob."
Jacob sighed and then looked at me. "OK, I'm sorry. Hey, can you give me a ride home please?"
I nodded and Jacob hopped in on the passergers seat. Then a loud scream rung through my ears. Jacob screamed and loojed around the car. "What was that?"
"It was Rachel" I said, turning the car off and shoving my keys in my pocket. Jacob hoppd out too.
"Rachel? Jacob ran up the steps with me. "But she's dead."
"Not tonight" I opened the door, in the kitchen was Rachel, Jacob screamed and grabbed my arm and slamemd the door shut, then he litterally dragged me down the stairs.
"JOY WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT THING?!" Jacob let go of my arm as we made it back to my car.
"It was Rachel, she's screaming cause she doesn't know whats going on" I said.
"OK, OK, OK, lets just get the hell out of here." Jacob said, shaking.
And thats what we did, we left the house and didn't come back 'til next year.
