I'm Coming For You [A Duolingo Creepypasta] ☑️

XI. Frightening

Karl stopped his car next to my house, but I was unsure of going to that place now. What if I find this creep inside again?

"Karl..."

"Yeah?"

"Could you please stay the night at my place? I'm afraid of finding this creep again." I admitted.

"Of course." He agreed without hesitation as we both climbed out of the car and into my house.

We checked every nook and cranny of the house to see if that damned owl could be hiding somewhere, but fortunately there was nothing.

"What do you say if we make some popcorn and watch Ready Player One?" Karl suggested.

"Yeah, sounds cool. I'll be back in a while, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay."

I stepped inside the bathroom to drain my lizard and once I was done, I washed my hands. Taking a look at my reflection, I watched horrified as I saw something green standing behind me and my blood ran cold.

I turned around sharply, only to find an empty space. Huh, I guess my imagination is playing tricks on me now. This owl has driven me insane.

However, when I turned to look back at the mirror, I was way more horrified at seeing that my reflection wasn't there anymore. Instead, there was that damned huge Duo owl, except this one was a dark blue color, with eyebrows furrowed and blood running down its eyes. I froze.

"I know what you tried to do." He spoke in a monstrous voice that sent a shiver down my spine. "You won't get rid of me that easily." Then he started laughing hysterically.

"GO AWAY!" I yelled, my hand hitting the mirror so hard and breaking it to pieces.

I cried in pain as some shards were stabbed into my hand and I collapsed to the floor, clutching my bloodied hand to my chest.

"Darrius, what was that?!" Karl stepped into the bathroom, gasping when he found me lying on the floor. "What happened?!"

"I saw him... He's here..." I whispered, my eyes roaming around the room, fearing that I would find him again.

"Where?!"

"In the mirror..."

He looked to the mirror and then back at me with a confused face. Great, now he will think I'm some sort of lunatic. "Wait here, don't move." He said, walking out of the bathroom. A few seconds later, he came back with a first aid kit.

He knelt beside me and took my hand, carefully removing the shards and I cried in pain every time he did that. He added some stinging substance to the wound and then wrapped my hand in a bandage.

"I'm not crazy, Karl." I said. "I saw him. He was there, I swear!"

"I believe you." He said calmly before he pulled me into a hug and I hugged him back, crying on his shoulder.

There has to be a way of stopping him...