The Night Lurker

1. 2 Years Earlier

"Hey Kendall!" My little sister, Charlie, who jumped off from the front porch and onto the soft, yet hard and goopy mud, which smeared all the way up her boots and into her hair. Charlie was the adventurous little girl. She always wore our fathers army green hat, with a clear raincoat, and carried around an A5 journal and a pen. She had shoulder length blonde hair, and she had blue, crystalised eyes.  She was definelty going to be such a beautiful young woman when she hits my age.
We don't resemble much, nor did we look alike.
Although my father had an army green hat, he wasn't the man in the family to actually go in the army. It was his brother, who hung himself seven months ago. My father worked as an animatronic maker, as well as a robot maker, and he taught each student in College Robotics, who ever enrolled in that class, of course.
I had straight black hair that went a bit passed my shoulders, halfway to my elbows. I had brown eyes, and the makeup I wore made me look like I was older than I am. I just had my 16th birthday. Wasn't the best night, but I guess you can say it was the same as any other day. Just me sitting, well laying on my bed, covered in warm, thick layers of cotton, as well as my dooner and a few of my cushions. Charlie jumped on me to wake me up. "Happy birthday!" She screamed a childish scream as well as a cough to go with it. I will never forget her, nor will I ever leave her alone.
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"Can we play hide and seek? Can we, can we, please?!".
Of course I would say yes, every time she asked me for something or to see if we can play a game, she gives me that God damn puppy dog look. I looked around, but all I saw was trees and snow piling up against them. I felt like I was being watched, but that was an every day feeling for me. "Just a teenage thing" my mother would tell me. I ignored and tried to dismiss the feeling, but it kept weighing down on my shoulders.
"Let's head back inside and play in there. I'm sure mother would let us". But it's like I was talking to a brick wall. She stared in to the woods. Looking at something, or for something. I looked in the direction, and as I turned back to meet her eyes, she was gone.
"Charlie?" I swirved my head from side to side, my arms following my every move, they were swaying the opposite direction as my face. "Charlie! Where are you!? I said no!" I lied. I never said no. I just offered her to play inside, and not out. As i went to go for a walk to try and find her, A black figure appeared about 500 metres in front of me. The shape wasnt a man. But it was at the same time.
It looked more like a shadow. But i guess that was just the fog and the mist. The wind had picked up, and i made a run for it. The figure following. I finally made it to my front door step. "Charlie! Charlie!"
No answer.
She was gone, no she wasnt. Its just a game, Kendall, its just a childish game.