The Last Phone Call (#Wattys2014)

Chapter III

Charles woke after an hour later, he went straight to washroom with his eyes still closed, he opened the tap to wash his face before going out again, being an only child isn't much fun as he thought first. The door to his washroom slowly moving to shut on its own. He splashed water on his face twice before looking in the mirror only to find fog on his mirror.

He wiped it clean with his hands or he thought he did. Each time he cleared the fog from his mirror it would be back again. At first it didn't  bother him but after a few minutes it started to worry him. He gave up cleaning it after the last swipe with his hands and finally saw the mirror reflect his image a small smile crossed his lips. He was still looking in the mirror when strange words started appearing. Like a person drawing with fingers on the mirror.

"You let me die.... "

Ok, this is getting weirder by the minute. He wasn't completely sure what was happening when the mirror started vibrating and bursted with blast scattering pieces all over the place. Charles covered his face with both arms joined together like the boxing defence pose the shattered glass only made small cuts on his arms.

He was totally freaked out now and ready to do as the gypsy woman suggested.  He made dash towards the door and tried opening it but it wouldn't budge. He didnt remember closing it in the first place, he gave it a few twists but the handle wouldn't move.

Panicked and frightened he was about to shout out, only to hear his mother on the otherside "dear we are going out for dinner, you do remember right its James birthday today. I know you don't like him but he is your cousin. So I just came up to check on you whether  your getting ready or not, also I heard something breaking, you alright in there".

His mothers voice came as blessing to his ears "Mom, I'm fine, I just can't open the door".

His mother was already standing near the door "Ooh look its because your magazine is jammed in the door. How many times do I have to remind you clean your room". She kept on talking and removed the magazine with one hand while supporting herself with the other agaisnt the wall.

The door opened with light turn. "My God, what have you done to yourself Charles, is this anyway to rebel or act agaisnt your parents", she was angry and worried at the same time.

At that moment Charles couldn't care about anything else he just hugged his mom. "Mom I am  sorry it was an accident".

The ghost was standing right behind and wasn't pleased one bit with the interuption.

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