Through my screaming, I couldn’t help but marvel and the gorgeous shade of green they were. It was like and exploding emerald combined with sea foam green. They were gorgeous.
I only saw those eyes, before the beholder of the pair shot me a wink, closing one eye with full eyelashes.
And with that they were gone, at the same moment the door burst open, Wendell and mom, and several bulky, muscular movers behind them.
“Baby, what’s wrong?!” She asked urgently, running to my side. I could only keep staring at the blank ceiling above, my eyes wide and my bottom lip quivering with fear.
“I-I saw s-something,” I stammered not once tearing my eyes away from the pale schemed ceiling. I felt her warm hands grasp my arm and shoulder.
“What? What did you see?” She whispered quickly, worry double lacing her tone. I blinked, finally tearing my eyes away from the ceiling and breaking out of my trance. I sighed sitting up, and running a hand through my long, tousled, blonde locks.
“Nothing, mom, It was nothing. I’m fine,” I reassured her, giving her a false smile. She eyed me, skeptically at first.
“Are you sure? No one really screams like that unless there’s a big reason.” She pressed, her eyes tight with worry. I gave her another fake smile and even added a believable laugh.
“I’m fine, mom, it was just a roach.” I tried again. I could see it in her eyes that she didn’t quite believe me, but she could see it in mine, that I wanted her to let it go. Think about it, how would this sound to you?
“Oh yeah! There was literally a floating person in my room and they were literally *gestures with hands* this close from me!! All I saw was their eyes, BUT I COULD HAVE DIED!”
Hm, that sounds absolutely convincing, doesn’t it? Note the sarcasm.
“All right, if you’re sure-”
“I am.” I cut her off. She frowned, but stood up from the bed, evacuating everyone out of the room. She shut the door quietly behind her, and as soon as I was sure they were out of earshot, I glared up at the ceiling and began making my threat.
“Now you listen here, son, girl, whatever you are! I just want you to know, that I live here now too! So make room buddy! If you find it so convenient to screw around with my head, once more; A word of warning, I have a knife and will not hesitate to cut your throat with it!” I hissed. “Got it?!”
There was only silence and I started to peel back the sheets and the comforter, and as I did, I heard that hysterical laughing, giving me an affirmative.
“AND SHUT UP WITH THE LAUGHING!!”
The laughing went quiet, and I smiled to myself, mentally giving myself a pat on the back. I kicked off my shoes and socks, and slipped under the covers, almost basking in the thick, plushy feel of my bed.
I reached over and cut off my lamp and slowly began to fall asleep.
I know what you’re thinking. Isn’t she scared in the least? Let me explain. I’m not exactly your headstrong, go to girl. I don’t just punch people who look at me funny, or tell off cops, and vandalize buildings and historical monuments.
No, I’m an innocent little shy girl. I never complain, I never worry, I focus on my studies and make good grades. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and I always mind the rules.
But there is this secret part of me, it’s a curse. I keep it caged, because I can’t control it. I call it a curse, but you may call it ‘insanity’ or ‘psychotic’. And that’s exactly it. I used to have bad conduct grades in Kindergarten all the time because of my bad temper and short fuse with this rude little girl, Cameron Mckitchen.
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