I tend to open the door of my room, when I suddenly felt that there's something inside my room.
I felt nervous, I know that I locked it before I leave.
I lean my ears on the door. And Yes! There's somebody in my room.
Isn't a thief? I want to surprise and open the door. But what if she/he bring gun inside my room.
What if, I open the door and she/he suddenly shot me.
Omg! Im sure im dead on the spot. And some will be waken because of noisly.
What if I knock The door?
Nooo! Its weird -,- this is my own room. I shouldn't knock it.What if, when I open the door and scene is like this.👇
"Who you?"
- might Somebody ask."Err, Im just the only one who own this room, and who are you?"
- This is must I answer."Im the President of 'Akyat Bahay Gang' Do you have any problem?"
"Err, None! Oh oky, take your time. Get what you want.
This time,
I kindly lean my ears on the door.
Somebody inside my room stop walking, somebody cried.
What the! This is not a thief.
There's no a thief after getting what they want will cry.Ghost? Isn't a Ghost?
What if I call Moommy?
And I will Let them hear that there's somebody walking, and crying inside my room.
Oh! Im surely that ghost will suddenly disappear.This are the common scene in the television, they might laugh at me : (
I saw the door knob moving. The door squama.
I wanna shout because of fear.The door open little by little.
Mommy got outside from my room.
"Hys si mommy lang pala" but, why she's crying?
I approached mommy.Then,
I ask, she didn't response.
I loudly my voice. Still, she didn't response .
I hold in her shoulder, my hand overpass her .I saw mommy, and all of my relatives.
They are in altar.
Praying.
Some are crying .
I have a picture there too,
A big Picture Frame : (
YOU ARE READING
INSIDE MY ROOM
Short StoryThis story after you read made you think deeply. Enjoy! :)