I Fell To My Death

Chapter Two...

A few months pass by and I couldn't be happier, I mean I stopped seeing things that weren't really there... But something, I wouldn't say out of the ordinary happened, I mean I've seen shit that gave me the creeps. It was a Sunday Afternoon, this is a day that my daughter visits her friends family just after lunch. Normally she doesn't leave without telling me, that day it was different. Six hours have passed and still she hadn't called to say she would be late or sleeping over. At this point I'm making up excuses "maybe her phone died, or maybe there's problems with the car she left with", this made me feel better or at least I think it did. So Its 23:45 and she isn't home, no text, no call!? This is where I automatically enter a world of panic and thinking about the stuff I went through not so long ago makes it worse. I had three cups of coffee that night so that I could stay up just in case she shows up late real late. I still fell asleep and woke up the next day at 08:00. Check around the house for my daughter and no one. I was alone my husband left for a business trip so I was alone. At 09:05 my daughter finally gets home, but she was on foot, she looked as if she was about to pass out. I took her inside got her a glass of water and asked her what had happened why she was so late and why her phone was off. She began to cry as if she knew when she was dying, so as a mother I start thinking about the worse shit that could have happened to a 16 year old girl. She calms down and she finally has the chance to tell me everything. Turns out that when she was at her friends house, they saw a person that was struggling to start his car, and they offered to help him by pushing the car so it could jump start. She described this person wearing an all black cape, he was wearing sunglasses and he was huge built. He offered them something to drink seen that they are teenagers and the like to catch on, she said no but her friend disagreed and convinced her to go and have a drink. As they got to the bar the man ordered their drinks and asked her friend if she would like to dance. Her friend being matured and all agreed and they went dancing. She stopped right there with her sentence, looked down and started crying even worse. I commanded her to tell me everything and she hesitated at first but then let go... She went to the ladies room, and when she came back they were both gone. Looking all over the place for them she saw the car that they came with, and thought she would hang around there until they came looking for her. A few hours pass by and they haven't came yet so she went looking for them again. She came across this open field, she walked through and she saw her friend laying face down on the ground. Dropped to her knees, turned her friend around and she had no skin over her face, her eyes has been replaced with blue shinning globes. Screaming for help, running to the car and finding no cars at all. When she told me this I couldn't help but think about ZIPORRAH. She went back to where she saw her friend just find a dead cat laying there with it's guts hanging out and eye sockets empty. She walked home for three hours non stop. I was speechless when she finished, and all I could do was hug her and tell her everything was gonna be okay. We both shook this shit off and headed to our daily movements, she would be studying and me, just chilling and watching my favourite soapies. I went to bed at about 22:30, and before I sleep I like taking off any jewelry that I had on that day, and this I would usually do at my dressing table. As I'm taking the assets off my husband tells me that I shouldn't forget to close the window and I respond saying that I never do.