A single doorbell jerked me out of my sunlit dreams to face the blindness of the winter night. The doorbell was repeated. I groaned at the futility of humans as I pulled the blanket to the side and got up. As I cracked my bedroom door open, I saw my parents in the hallway looking almost as annoyed as me. My eyes struggled to keep up with my sudden awakening as my father answered the door.
I glanced at the clock. What ? 3 am ? Who was insane enough to wake us up at 3 am ? The answer to that question came soon enough as I saw the security of our apartment standing at the door. All of it was a midnight haze. Mother and father talked to the man at our door intensely, the sleep from their eyes gone.
Was something wrong ? I was too asleep to ask. So I waited.. But the the reply I received was a highly unsatisfactory few words - Girl above us jumped, body down, must see. With that and none of it explained, my parents left, locking the door behind them.
I was left standing in the middle of our dimly lit hall, head in my palm, wondering how I was to go to sleep, with a news like that, in an empty house, at 3 am.
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Striking Blue
Mystery / ThrillerNot only a story of a girl fighting through her reality but also a realization that most of us, if not all, would go through heaven and hell...for mystery, for solutions...and most importantly for the ones that we love. She lost her best friend to a...
