Dear diary,
Awoken by the sound of splashing and laughter. I opened my eyes, only to find myself in the corner of a room. As I looked around I noticed a group of people. It seemed to be a swim team having fun in a pool. As I tried to define their faces from afar, a small petite woman caught my eye. She had given some orders to the other women and snuck off. I blinked and when my eyes opened once more I found myself in a new room. 'Is this a butcher's workshop?' I thought to myself. My eyes led themselves to a shadow that was the woman from before, greeting the butcher with a kiss. I watched as the butcher, who seemed to have forgotten that he had his knife in hand, went to hug the woman. An ear-splitting scream filled the room. My eyes led themselves to the face of the butcher, only to be met with a look of terror as the woman he loved began to bleed, life fading from her eyes. He ran, but her ghost grabbed him and with that, he was gone. Never to be seen again. Once more I closed my eyes and when they opened, I found myself at the pool where I first met the woman who died, but this time it seemed gloomy and abandoned. Just as I was scanning the room a family walked in. They seemed familiar at first, but when they got closer I realized it was my family. It started with my mother. She climbed up to the diving board and when she reached the top, the ghost of the butcher appeared and tried to warn her. She ignored him and walked to the edge. Then, she hit the water but she didn't come back up. The only sound in the room was laughter and the aggressive splashing of my mother drowning. I screamed, only to find myself unable to make a sound. As if my mother hadn't drowned my father climbed up to the diving board as well. I tried to scream and felt the wetness of my tears streaming down my cheeks as I watched him drown the way my mother did. Through tear-filled eyes I watched as my family fell to it's demise. I watched as my eldest sister tried to breathe only to be met with chorine-filled water. I screamed and cried as my second eldest sister suffered as much as the first. My throat hurt from the silent screams I let out for my brothers. I closed my eyes to get the horrific scene out of my head. NO MORE. NO MORE. STOP IT. PLEASE I BEG YOU. When my eyes met reality, I was panting and felt a cold sweat coming on. Tears streaming down my face as if the dream was real. My eyes met the silhouette of the man in my bathroom door. That's when I realized, it was the woman who made my family suffer. She was alone and vengeful. It was then that I knew I would fear that woman for the rest of my life. That I would fear for the safety of my family. I realized, how much I loved my family.
Sincerely,
Sky
