(Sorry if this is not as good as the other one and sorry i took so long lmao)
"Ethaniel Pavak Walker get in here right now!"
I hear mother shout from the kitchen. I quickly rush out of my room and down the stairs, midway I hear my brother shout
"ooooo someones in trouble!" I roll my eyes and continue down the narrow set of stairs.
I jump off on the second step and almost fall but luck was on my side and I nail the landing. I hurry to the kitchen door and slowly open it "y-yes mo-mother?" I slowly creep into the small kitchen, mother is standing right behind the counter, she looks at me with a angered look
"Explain this" she says pointing at a bunch of broken plates and glasses on the scattered across the floor. "W-what?, I didn't do t-t-this!" I say with a bit of panic in my voice, mother has always kinda scared me in a way, and the last thing i wanted was to anger her, but i also wasn't going to stay quiet and be falsely accused of doing something I didn't do, it just wasn't going to happen.
"well you were the last person in the kitchen last night" she replied not believing me
"w-w-well what makes you think it wasn't Evan o-o-or father!" I exclaim panicking at this point "are you seriously accusing you own brother and father for doing something like this?, and plus, your father was at work until 3am and when he finally came home he was with me the rest of the night and didn't go near the kitchen, and your brother wouldn't do such a thing and not tell me or clean it up, Your brother is like a angel!." "Unlike you, fucking brat" she mumbled just loud enough for me to hear "but it wasn't me! I left those plates on the table yes, but I didn't break them! , it must've had been him!" I say as I point to the top of the counter.
"there's nothing there Ethan"
"ugh don't go blaming this on your stupid imaginary friend, stop making up excuses"
"B-b-but he's right there! I'm not making it up! Why won't you believe me! He's sitting right on top of the counter, staring..." I say as I lock eyes or eye with it, it looks like a cat but bigger and thinner as if it hasn't eaten in months, I tried drawing it once, (picture above) It did not like that but i still showed it to mother. She just laughed and said to stop trying to scare her...
Mother just looks at me with a disappointed face and sighs,she tells me to clean this mess up before she comes back from shopping or there will be "consequences, tho I doubt she would do anything, I sigh in defeat and start to clean the broken glasses and plates. Looking at all the broken glass my temptation grew larger but I managed to ignore it. After I finished i went back to me and my brothers room, ignoring his stupid comments, and started playing on my phone.
Around an hour later I hear mother entertaining the house, i guess with groceries. Not even a minute after hearing her enter the house "ETHANIEL PAVAK!"
I nearly had a heart attack, I rush down the stairs once again almost tripping, and rush into the kitchen
Once entering, receiving a cold hard slap to the face that caught me off guard and sent me tumbling to the floor.
"I told you to clean this before I got back!" Mother said with rage. Tears started to form in my eyes as I covered my side "b-b-b-but I d-did clean I-it up.." I say with tears flowing down my face, as I turn to look to the area where the dishes used to be I noticed that they where still on the floor, did I hallucinate cleaning the mess up? Or did someone- or something put the shattered glass there again? I look at mother and she stares at me with a furious rage.
"I-I-I'm sorry mother, I'll c-clean it n-n-now.."
I say shaking and struggling to breathe,trying to hold back the tears, and failing miserably. The Cat like thing was no where to be seen tho
"Ugh just forget it, I'll clean up your stupid mess you fucking brat, but just know this you're grounded for a week. No TV or going out with your stupid little friends!" She scolds at me
"I-I-I understand mother" I say as I wipe the tears off my face "m-may I go now?"
"Just get outta here"
I quickly run off and lock myself in the bathroom. I stayed in there for the rest of the day. Crying. Around 10 PM I crept open the bathroom door and made my way upstairs, I've always hated being downstairs after dark, I always think I see something that isn't really there and hear weird unsettling noises. Midway through the stairs, it appears, it was sitting on the top last step of the staircase, just staring directly at me. I couldn't move, paralyzed with fear and anger, "what do you want from me?!" I exclaim in a softly but loud tone of voice "why can't you just leave me alone??," " it was you right, the one who broke the dishes and blamed it on me!" I exclaim a little louder this time "hah...what am I doing... I'm talking to a thing that isn't even there!" " no wonder everyone calls me crazy" I make it up the stairs and extend my arm to touch the cat like thing for reassurance that it wasn't actually there, but that was a terrible mistake. For before my hand reached its head, it made a shrieking sound and jumped towards me making me stumble backwards towards the stairs. It looked me straight in the eye before I went tumbling down the narrow staircase and blacked out.
