Post 1 Day 18

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18th, ....

I'm cur...currently sitting in the park at 3 something in the morning, still trembling after what just happened about maybe 30 minutes ago. Rebecca and mother are waiting in the car. I refuse to go back to the house. I am not going back there, nor Rebecca's house. The...they should listen to me and not return!

I go..got...up an..and, ok, let me get a handle of myself.

I got up to go to the bathroom. After I was done, I stood in front of the mirror to inspect my face. The bathroom started to get cold. The first thought that came to my mind was the window was open. Its fall, of course it would be chilly. So I checked the window to see if it was opened. As soon as I reached out, the temperutre dropped to the point where I could see my breath. I dont know what happned for a few seconds. All I know is that I was in front of the mirror again. The back of my shirt press against me as if Rebecca walked in and pressed her body against my back. Cold chi..chils immediatey, immediately travelled up my back as if someone touched me with ice and moved it up my spine. Soon afterwards, I could feel fingers moving up my sides. I stood feeling this eerie feeling. Tears formed in my eyes. I was praying that I was dreaming and that I didn't see fingers coming over my shoulders, especially considering that I could feel someone behind me, but I saw not a soul. Luck was not on my side as the fingers I hoped not to see, slowly creeped over my shoulders. I wanted to call out, but my voice, it was gone. Soon after that, a woman peered over my left? No maybe my right shoulder, who cares. She peered over my shoulder. Her eyes were as black as coal. Her smile was as devious as the devil. She leaned in to my ear and whispered, and I quote, "Do you remember me now, Julius Corvus?" At that moment I was able to scream at the top of my lungs before running out of the bathroom. I ran for the park. Shortly afterwards, mother and Rebecca pulled up and found me hiding under the ladder behind the slide in tears and a complete mess. I have never in my life felt that kind of fear before. Just thinking about it now, is bringing me to near tears. What the hell was that!? Who the hell was that woman!?

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