two;
I bought some new furniture with Marge in the past few days. She is an expert i have to say. Im inlove with my own house.
"told you i was an expert" she said dusting off her hands
"you are...you....are" i noticed the same ID a few days ago, It was still haunting me."Uhm...yeah"
"what? i didnt say anything"
"oh uhm nothing."
"what are you looking at?" she trailed my eyes and her eyes glued on the ID. "who's is that?."
"Nothing! nothing...nothing.."
"Whos this guy?" she grabbed it "I thought you lived alone..."
"i do! i do.."
"then who is this? are you hiding something?"
"Alright..you see Mr.Tharson left that the other day then i forgot to give it back!"
"Tharson..? His name looks too long for a Tharson.."
"Exactly!" i yelled and she raised a brow to me "i mean...thats his brother in law and he said he'd pick it up..tomorrow!" i lied hoping she would take it
"Hmm. Okay, so anyways if you need any emergencies call me..." she grinned "by emergencies i mean furniture emergencies"
"Alright" i said and waved as she left.
That was close. I didnt want Marge or anyone to know theres this creepy ID in my house who happens not to be related by the past owners.
I dont even wanna think about it. Its just creeping me in. Like everytime i go home i feel that theres something wrong with this place. Its just an ID but it feels like theres something more than that. And i dont like the feeling. Its been like 3 weeks, i was hoping to get 'used' to the feeling but i just cant.
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Saturday Night.
I heard a strange noise coming downstairs. Footsteps and Loud rattles. Theres someone out there.
My dog started barking and i didnt know what to do. Should i call the police? What if its a ghost? a killer? a murderer?
My phone was not with me and i realized i left it in the living room, how stupid of me. I cant call anyone so i just had to confront him instead.
I grabbed a large baseball bat my father gave me for some reason. I did not know how to play baseball but ill just hit him anyways.
I slowly unlocked the door and made my way out as quiet as i can. I saw a tall figure that was close next to me. Ghost or not shadow or not i hitted anyways.
"Ow" slipped out of his mouth.
At least he isnt a ghost.
