The mystery of the shattered glass

The alarming dream

" COFFEE PLEASE" I DEMANDED AND STARTED THINKING DEEP ON MY STORY.

THE CURSOR OF MY WRITE LAY BLINKING IDLE AND MY FINGERS RESTING. THE HOT CUP OF COFFEE STARTED GOING CHILL. MY MIND SUDDENLY FLIPPED BACK TO THE SHATTERED GLASS I OBSERVED THAT MORNING.

" THAT'S A GOOD PLOT!" I SAID OUT LOUD.
I MEAN IT WAS RIGHT?
I COULD MAKE A WHOLE HORROR OUT OF IT...SOMETHING TO GIVE THEM THE CHILLS HUH? YEAH SURE! I STARTED OF WITH THE STORY. MY WEARY FINGERS WORKED HARD FOR ABOUT TWO HOURS UNTIL I FELL BACK INTO MY SEAT, EXHAUSTED.

" SO SARA SEES THE SHATTERED GLASS AND TRIES TO BREAK INTO THE ABANDONED HOUSE TO INVESTIGATE. HER ATTEMPTS FAIL AND SHE STOPS TRYING AND HOPELESSLY LOOKS AT THE DOOR,WHICH DOESN'T SEEM TO OPEN AFTER A BILLION TRIES. AND SUDDENLY,A SLIP OF PAPER FLIES OUT FROM BEHIND THE SPACE OF THE DOOR,IT READ, " HELP ME....I AM HURT...." SHE READS THE MESSAGE AND A COLD CHILL RUNS DOWN HER SPINE. HER BREATHLESSNESS MAKES HER RUN BACK HOME BUT SHE TAKES A LAST GLANCE TO THE WINDOW TO SEE RED EYES... AND WITH A BLINK, THE SCARY IMAGE VANISHES FROM THE DARKNESS FROM THE SHATTERED GLASS. SARA RUNS BACK TO HER HOME AND SHUTS HERSELF IN HER ROOM..."

PHEW! THAT'S OFF TO A GREAT START I GUESS... I CONVINCED MYSELF BUT MY COFFEE HAD GONE DAMN COLD. I GULPED IT DOWN AS FAST AS I COULD AND WINDED UP MY WORK AND DID MY PAYMENT. I RUSHED BACK HOME AND WAS SOON IN MY HALL...IN FRONT OF MY TELEVISION TRYING TO TAKE MY MIND OF THE SHATTERED GLASS IN REALITY.

I WAS OBSESSED TO LOOKING MORE INTO THE ABANDONED HOUSE AS I KEPT DEVELOPING MY STORY.

I NEVER USED TO SEE MOM AROUND MUCH. I MEAN...WHEN I HAVE SCHOOL, I USED TO BE BACK HOME AND MOM USED TO RETURN HOME REALLY LATE FROM WORK...THE PRESSURE OF HANDLING TWO JOBS AT ONCE WAS A LOT TO TAKE! BUT MOM ALWAYS HAD AN NEVER DIEING ATTITUDE TOWARDS THINGS THAT TRIED PULLING HER FROM HERSELF.

I SOON WAS FALLING ASLEEP IN THE SOFA . A LOUD KNOCK WOKE ME UP AND I REALISED I WAS IN FRONT OF THE ABANDONED HOUSE.

I SHRIEKED AND FRET.

I STOOD UP TO SEE DARKNESS EVERYWHERE AND THE COLONY DINT HAVE A GHOST OF HABITAT. THE NIGHT WAS COLD AND I WAS COLLAPSING. I GATHERED MY GUTS AND LOOKED FORWARD TO MAKING PLANS TO FIND A WAY BACK HOME BUT THE WOODEN DOOR OF THE HOUSE CREAKED OPEN.

BEING HORRIFIED AT THE SCENE I JUST STOOD THERE IDLE. SUDDENLY A PAGE FOREFRONT INSIDE THE BLACK HALL...IT READ " COME TO MY LONELY SHACK..GIVE ME COMPANY..WHAT ARE YOU IF NOT ME?"

I was possessed I could say,her voice was smooth as silk even though it was just me imagining it up. And without further due.....I walked towards the door.....and the door creaked open....with red paint on it saying " do not enter,danger" but it was of no use...her spirit led me all the way along and I had lost myself completely to her.... I made a sudden Halt and stood staring at the house. The door suddenly shut and the paper skipped away and flew into darkness.

I walked back and took a glance at the window which had shattered only to find out the glass was plain and fixed and had no sign of a single crack. I took a glance at the window to see red eyes in a black hood and the grill being caught by long nails. I blinked and within a flash of a second the scary image was no more.... Loud and unstoppable whispers of many people who were no where to be seen were heard from inside the house...so many souls pleading,

" I have done you no harm.... please! Let me live!" The clouds above me rumbled and the wind went violent. I covered my ears being unable to hear any more of the pleads for survival.

"No!!....no!" I started walking back further and slipped. When I tried to get up, the big black shadow from the house charged