⚰Misty's P.O.V⚰
My eyes started to slowly flutter open.
I looked around my morning lit bedroom.
I turned my head to my right to look at my widely opened window.
"What the hell?" I sighed.
I sat up and turned my body.
I picked myself off of my soft bed and walked to the window.
"It's pretty early" I heard a male voice say from the roof.
"Yeah, we've been sitting here for six hours dude" another deeper voice said.
I slowly backed away from the window.
I turned around and ran out of my bedroom.
"MOM!" I yelled running down the hallway.
I ran down the wide stairs and bumped into my mother.
We both tumbled down the last few steps.
"Darling," my mom said getting up,"What is the matter?"
I picked myself up and rubbed my head.
"Mom I hear people" I say grabbing her arm.
She gave me a confused look.
"I mean people are on the roof! I hear two voices talking" I say yanking on her arm.
I ran up the stairs hearing my mom trail behind me.
"What are you meaning Misty?" She asked following me to my bedroom.
We both entered and walked towards the window.
"Dude should we head out?" A voice said.
"What" my mom whispered.
"See!" I shout-whispered.
She laughed, "Where is the voices? I can't hear anything"
My face drained, "What? Listen, I am not going crazy! Listen harder, mother!" I said loudly.
She nodded and continued to listen.
The voices went silent.
"Shit I talked too loud" I cursed.
"Language," she says, shooting me a look.
"Well, tell the 'voices' to shut up and get off the roof. I am heading out for a while so clean up the kitchen for me" she continues as she begins to walk out.
"Whatever," I murmur under my breath as I stare out my window again. I shake my head slowly, trying to forget about the situation.
"No, there has to be people sitting on the roof. I heard those voices loud and clear!" I whisper to myself. I pick myself up and climbed through the window.
I turn my head to see no one.
The voices had stopped and no one was sitting on the roof. I stand up onto the roof and begin to walk a tad higher.
"Hello?" I call out, hoping for a response. I cannot be crazy. There has to be someone. Or some explanation for this.
But sadly, there was just plain silence in return.
I just stared straight into the woods and sighed.
"Misty get off the roof!" I heard my mom shout from below.
I looked down and nodded getting off of the roof and sliding back into my bedroom.
I closed the window and sighed.
"I am not fucking crazy"
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AYYE
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