I closed the door.
I was still confused. Who could be this stranger person.
As I was about to sit on my cycle, I saw a piece of paper.
I picked the paper up and opened it.
It was empty.
I kept the paper with me and rode back home.
"Eva darling, why are you so late. Look at the clock." Mom said.
"Maa.... I am not in the mood of talking. " I said.
"Eva, your dinner is ready. Come downstairs as soon as you feel better."
I smiled at her. My mom is the best.
She is a psychiatrist. She really knows how to make a person happy. She lets me have my own time.
"Okay mum..."
I opened the door and sat on my desk, staring at the piece of paper in my hands.
Is there some secret message?
Or is something hidden?
Or if it is just a blank piece of paper?
No. It can't be a blank piece of paper.
Am I just thinking too much??
"Eva...Look what I've got for you ,little cupcake."
"Not now...." I whispered. Aunt Joe. Why does she have to come every time ?
"Coming."I said
"EVA! Oh my goodness! Eva.... Look at your face. You know what.....you've got dark patches under your eyes."
Aunt Joe said.
Was that true? What has happened to me?
I saw a box of doughnuts kept in a box. I grabbed one and kept it in my mouth. Heaven!
"Oh Joe... what can I say? I've told Eva a thousands of times to not to think about others too much. But no. She has to do so. She doesn't even know what others think of her...or if they even care....?" Mom said.
"Maa....please."I ended the discussion and ran upstairs.
Why? Why is everyone after my life?
I thought as i finished my last bite of my doughnut. I sat on my bed and rested my head on a pillow. The last thing I remember was Aunt Joe opening the door.
"Eva Klein. Get up." Mom shouted.
I opened my eyes. Everything was very blury.
What happened to me?
I tried to remember what happened to me.
Aunt Joe entered the door. That was the last thing I remember.
But...I was not even sleepy at that time. I was not sleeping.
Did I faint? But how?
My mind was literally rushing with questions.
"Eva. Are you alright? Get up. Look at the clock. It's 1 o'clock. "
"WHAT!" I literally shouted. It was 1.
1 pm. I was sleeping for 15 hours.
I was definitely not sleeping. I can never sleep for more than 9 hours.
I got up and rushed to the bathroom ,splashed water on my face and tried to remember what had happened.
Only mom and I were at home. Even mom woke up just right now. How could both of us faint.
Aunt Joe. She had brought some doughnuts . Mom and I ate doughnuts and Aunt Joe didn't. She must have mixed something in the doughnuts.I took a shower and let all my worries flush out. I came out of the shower.
I wore my pyjamas and a loose top.I searched my entire house for some clue. And then I saw it. I was shocked.
It was a Note.
......To be continued
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Suspense......
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