“That's enough for today guys."David sighed heavily.Today has been a very exhausting day.After I saw that shadow on the top of the stairs,which I'm not so sure I saw anymore,I went back to the library.
I decided not to tell anyone about what I saw,they'll probably think I'm crazy.
I looked and looked but I didn't find anything else,only a few report cards and some really interesting dictionaries.
I went up to the room I'm currently sleeping in,the one next to the Master's bedroom.I found out that it belonged to his wife,Louise Scheinberg.Apparently they never slept in the same room.I wonder why.
The room was as big as the Master's bedroom,I really couldn't figure out the difference.
I opened the door and immediately,I felt cold.Shivers were running down my spine.I felt really cold,the room was freezing.It was below freezing.It was probably 0 degrees Celsius.
I walked in and I shut my door.I walked up towards the windows to shut them close,but they were already closed.
I decided to take a hot shower,to warm up.The problem is that this room doesn't have a heater,it was broken.
I'm guessing I'll have to share a room with Laura.
The bathroom wasn't as cold as the bedroom,it was actually warm.I stripped off my clothes and I stepped into the bathroom.I turned on the hot water and I sat on the bathtub,scrubbing my sweaty body with vanilla showergel.
When I finished,I wrapped a towel around my body and I dressed my sleeping clothes that consisted of a baggy long sleeved t-shirt and sweat pants.
The bedroom was still really cold when I stepped out of the bathroom,but not as cold as it was thirty minutes ago.
I decided to stay in for the night,it's not too cold anymore and I don't feel like disturbing anyone.I'll sleep on my own bed.Hopefully my body temperature will warm up the blankets.
I laid on top of the bed and I covered my body with the heavy blankets.The covers were freezing.I eflu as if my body will never heat up.That's how cold it is.
I decided to turn to the side to sleep comfortably and when I turned,I say something shocking.
There was a woman standing next to the bed I'm currently sleeping on.Her face was expressionless.She was staring at me.
I didn't move,I was too afraid.What if she hurts me?How did she get here?Where did she come from?Who is she?All these questions flooded my mind like a tsunami.
Am I dreaming?I can't be.She's right here.I can see her.This isn't a hallucination,this is real,this is happening.
I laid frozen on the bed.The woman was in black.Her dress,her veil,everything.She looked pale.
She was looking at me with such intensity,so much hatred.It left me frightened,and speechless.The lady didn't look away,she didn't move either.
All I could do was stare at the person standing infront of me.I couldn't look away,I don't know why.Maybe I was too scared to look down.
A part of me is telling me to scream,to scream out loud so everyone can hear me,but the other part is telling me to shut up and to calm down.
Then,all of a sudden,she was gone.I blinked a few times to clear my blurred vision,but she was gone.No traces were left behind.No sign at all.I sat up on the bed and I looked around the room,but the woman was really gone.
The temperature increased dramatically too.The room became warm again.It was almost unbelievable.
How on earth could this happen?Am I dreaming?It can't be.Is my mind playing tricks on me?I don't know anymore.All I know is that I can't stay in this room any longer,it'll drive me insane.
I stood up from the bed and I quickly jogged out the traumatizing room.I went to the first room that came to my mind.Lauras' room.
I opened the door and I went into the room.I walked up to her bed and I lifted the covers to join her on the big bed.When I laid down,she spoke,startling me.
“Claire?What are you doing here?What's wrong?"she asked me,rubbing the sleep from her beautiful brown eyes.
“Nothing.I just don't want to sleep alone."I answered.I didn't want to tell her about my experience,she'll think I'm crazy.Any normal person would.
I know I saw the woman,she was right there.I wasn't sleeping,I wasn't dreaming.I saw everything.
I've never believed in ghosts in all my life,nor did I believe in paranormal experiences.
Now,I'm not so sure anymore.
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The Mansion
HororThis is a story about a Historian named Claire-Marie Gregory that becomes the chosen one in the company she works in. She is given her task,and she asks six of her closest friends to join her. The more they discover,the more they regret being a part...