After all those lovely chats, I sent Clyde back home. He ended his vacation just because of me. Though his family is still on vacation.
He insisted that he should sleep here but I denied, he should be at his home.
After a whole lot of arguments he finally got convinced and went back home.I was getting back to my room after leaving him at the door. I took slow steps because I was so damn tired.
I want to sleep man.I went inside my room and switched the hallways lights off.
I was on my bed, cleaning the snack's pieces which were on it.
I lazily shoved them away, took the cushion which had Clyde and my pic, and went to sleep.Suddenly the door of my room opened slightly. It made a very unpleasant noise. But I was too lazy to go to the door and shut it.
I saw that the hallway's lights were on by now.
Omg!!! Intruder? Or something else?
Okay so Clyde is playing games hun? Hah I'm not scared. I'll turn the tables now. I'll scare you Clyde.
I slowly tip toed towards the door and saw that there was no one.
The hallway was empty, I turned the lights off and was just about to turn back when the lights turned on again.This time when I went in the hallway I saw someone's silhouette. It was completely black. It took the shape of a woman and stood at the end of the hallway.
I turned off the lights and the silhouette disappeared again the lights went on and again that figure appeared.
I swallowed hard.
"Clyde this ain't funny anymore okay" I shouted and suddenly that silhouette disappeared. Yes, that's Clyde. Off course who else could it be.
I turned the lights off and went inside my room. I laid on the bed and saw that the lights turned on again.
I went and switched it off and turned on again.As I turned to switch it off again, a scream escaped my throat.
A very ugly face came in front of me. Smiling wickedly.
I quickly turned and closed the door behind me and took heavy breaths.
What's happening? Is...is she back?
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