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Chapter 4: I'll see you soon babe

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Chapter 4: I’ll see you soon babe

I hitched when I felt someone breathing on my neck. Closing my eyes I fisted my hand and turned around. There was no one but air.

“God” I sighed, my hand now sweaty and turned back to the TV room.

A piece of paper was on the floor, I took it up and it said:

 

How nice to have a visitor, its either you miss me or you’re scared that I. am. Back.

 

I dropped the letter and ran to my mom’s room. She was there on her bed reading her book.

“M-MOM HE… HE..HE’S BACK. BACK FOR ME, BACK FOR US. HES GOING TO KILL US ALL” I shouted and she squint her eyes.

“What are you talking about?” she questioned, putting her book down and taking her glasses off.

“H-H-HIM”

“Stop shouting honey. Calm yourself” She laughed

“I need you to take this seriously mom. He is back.” I closed my eyes trying to calm myself down. But it didn’t seem to help - not quiet.

“Honey, you mean harry? He can’t be back. He is locked in a cage. Are you imagining things again? Maybe we should get the doctor?” she suggested and anger boiled inside me. She always thinks I’m going crazy whenever the subject that we were talking about was based on him.

“I’m not crazy mom. You never believe me don’t you? I’m NOT lying mom. He sent me notes and I can prove it to you” I said and rushed into my room where I kept the notes.

I swear I put the notes on my shelf, and now it’s gone. There was plenty of time in my fucking time, why now. Oh God. He can’t be in this house, could he?

“Honey, can I see the letters?” My mom said leaning on the door frame in a slight of mocking tone and I turned around.

“I-I… its disappeared.”

“I think I should call the doctor.” She uttered with a frown.

“Mom I swear it was there. I swear to god. Oh my gosh mom please don’t call the doctor.” I hate meeting the therapist because he will always ask me weird questions and let me think of the past.

“You’re not healed honey. I’m doing this because I care for you.”

“Mom you’re just wasting money by doing this. I don’t need help. I am 19 and I am good by my own. Thank you for your concern but I really don’t need it.”