The Girl AT The Funeral

Since I was a kid my family members and people we know died a lot, every time we got a late phone call you should know it's a funeral but there was something unusual about it. Every time we went to a funeral I saw the same girl with a teddy and untied hair with her unsmiling face and her long white dress that didn't look like a funeral dress. I always ignored her but she always spoke some words to me. She said "you are next" every single time at every single funeral. That day, I pointed at the girl and said to my mom who was sitting right beside me "mom look at that girl" but my mom told me to keep quiet it wasn't the time to show her people but I felt like I needed to show that girl to my mom so badly "fine" my mom said as she turned around to the direction.

I was pointing to exactly were the girl was sitting, the girl knew my mom was turning to see her but she kept her same stare same look which creeped me out. My mom suddenly turned to me "but I see nothing sweetie she said", "NOOO mom look" . I insisted she looked again, "i dont see anyone she said" "mom please look again" she sighed and did "no dear..... there's nothing you are just tired. Don't worry, we'll be home soon".

"NO MOM SHE'S THERE" I said

"chris there is nothing but an empty chair" she said quite disturbed.

Two weeks later, my dad got a phone call also a funeral it was his cousin's son who died. We went and as usual i saw that girl i showed her to my parent's but they still don't belive me. She kept coming on every single funeral we went to and no one saw her it was just me.

I then noticed, i'm the only one who can see her. The next funeral my mom asked me to get ready but i didn't want to. I was terrified of that girl "please mom no i don't want to go, that girl is scary, mom please no" i said with tears in my eyes.

"she's not real sweetheart" mom said kissing my forehead.

"no she is, she will kill all of us mommy" i said crying even harder.

My mo looked as she was going to cry too "o-ok you you can stay" she struggled to fake a smile. When my parents left I sat in the living room playing on the carpet with my toys when I heard a loud voice in the kitchen I was afraid but also curious, I went to the kitchen to check what happened.

The kitchen was as my parents left it clean as if nothing has touched it but there were two notes, I grabbed one to read it and it said "it is sad how you can't come to the funeral today". I grabbed the other note it said "you are next", I was terrified, was it the note from the girl I saw at the funeral every time. I threw out the notes and cried when my parents came home.

They found me crying, I told them about the notes, that night I heard my parent's talking "ther is something wrong with our son's own mental health" my dad said.

"My son's mental health is really good and he is not insane, he's just a kid", my mom said.

"fine" my dad reply.

That was the last time my parents sent me to a funeral again.

I'm married now, my wife's name is Stephanie, We have a daughter, her name is Mileidy. One day I got a call, my dad died. We went to the funeral and I noticed that Stephanie somehow has the stare as the girl I used to see in the funeral. Two weeks later my own daughter Mileidy died. I walked over to me and Stephanie's bedroom, she was humming happily, I asked her how the hell was she happy when I noticed there was a knife in her hand it was sharp and big, she turned around and gave me an unsmiling stare and she finally spoke..................................

YOU ARE NEXT.