Chapter 4
The lights around us burnt out and in that same second they shattered. The screeching sound was horrifying, I felt a trickle down the side of my neck. I looked at my Aunt Tracy and her ears were bleeding and I assumed mine were also. I felt light breathing on my neck and I saw my aunts face filled with fear. I never should have, but I did anyhow... I turned my head around just slightly and saw her once again.
The same ghostly figure I saw a couple days ago was hovering in mid air behind me. My mouth opened but no sound came out. that's when a mixed sound of voices spoke in warning, "MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS YOU NOSY NEIGHBORS, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DEALING WITH!! IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU, YOU'LL LISTEN TO MY WORDS!! I'M TRYING TO KEEP YOU SAFE FROM THE TRUTH!" And in the same instant as the voices spoke the last words, the ghostly figure disappeared as quickly as it had came. I heard in-distant whispering from the bathroom after it was gone. I got up ever so slowly, I didn't even feel the pain in my knee. My aunt was yelling at me to come back and sit down before I seriously hurt myself. But I kept going, still heading towards the bathroom.I passed the kitchen and as I got closer I noticed the bathroom door cracked open and a light on. The whispering stopped suddenly, the light went out, and the door slammed shut. I tip-toed closer to the door, within arms length. I twisted the handle and opened the door just a crack. My aunt was yelling at me once again to come back. But I didn't listen to her, I continued forward, opening the door. I tried the light switch, but it wouldn't work. So instead I took my phone out and used it as a light to search the room.
On the mirror was the words "I DID IT! I'M THE ONE!" written on the glass in fresh, trickling blood.
What did this? What was it talking about? I stood there, staring at the words. I heard footsteps proceeding the room but I didn't acknowledge it. "Elise, is everything okay?" I turned to see my aunt staring at me. She reached for the light and flicked the switch on. I saw the blood on her neck once again and I looked in the mirror to examine the stream of blood flowing from my right ear.
"What is it? What did this?" I whispered pointing at it indistinctly.
She reached in a drawer next to me and pulled out a white washcloth, she wetted it and wiped the drying on blood. The cloth was stained red from my blood and after she washed off the blood on her the cloth was stained red enough. I didn't think the cloth would exactly be left for show and tell with company over. But then she used it to wipe off the blood on the glass, and there went the last use of that washcloth.
"What was it? What did that?" I repeatedly asked her again.
She started crying and whimpered the words "Its happening again, they're back." under her muffled face and hands.
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The House On ElmStreet (Editing)
ParanormalThis new path of life that Elise is forced to take turns out horrid. After her parents died she moved in with her aunt, and right away she notices strange things starting to happen. How had the rest of the neighborhood lived with what seemed like he...
