Jason Foster

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My phone rang and I got up from the couch and picked up my phone and answered it.

"Hello?" I sighed.

"Bro?"

It's my brother Jacob.. He's in Seattle to work there.

Him and his son Jaime.

He didn't come to visit.. Even when our father died he never came to visit.
Which pissed me off a bit.

Dad and Jacob are never close.. Not to toot my own horn but I'm more of a father's boy because I'm the only one who still stayed in school.

Jacob never stayed.. He went away and started a family.. Which upsets dad and the reason that he's not welcomed here anymore.

"What's up??" I asked.

"we're on our way home bro" He sighed.

"Jacob are you okay??" I asked.

"I got fired" He sounded like he's going to cry.

"Why??" I asked.

"I'll tell you when I reach home.. We'll be there in three days" He sighed.

Suddenly I heard footsteps from outside the house.

I know because of all the dry leaves I refused to sweep outside.

I vigilantly looked at the window but there's no one there.

"Jason.. You still there??" Jacob asked.

"Yes.. I'm still here" I shook my head and laughed at myself.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone.. Is mom coming??" Jacob asked.

"I don't know Jacob.. I don't know" I sighed.

Suddenly I heard a loud bang upstairs.

"Wait ssshh" I whispered at Jacob.

"Why? What's going on??" Jacob asked.

"I think I heard something" I replied.

I walked towards the kitchen and grabbed some knife.

I walked slowly and carefully on my way upstairs.

"Jason?? Jason what's going on!!??" Jacob asked.

But I just ignored him.. I kept quiet.

I'm gonna this for the first time but I'm scared..

I'm so scared..

I held my knife tight.

I'm shaking.. I'm fucking shaking..

If this is a fucking prank it's not fucking funny!!

Out of nowhere a piece of paper fell from above.

I paused at the middle of the stairs.

I took a deep breath and picked it up as soon as it landed on my feet.

I picked the piece of paper and trembled as I read what's written on it.

It's written with a black marker.

It said..

"From Hell, Are you ready to die Jason?! I will enjoy ripping your chest off and grab your heart and crush it"

I took a deep breath as I kept myself together.

I continued walking upstairs and searched through the rooms.

The problem with living alone is If I'm gonna die tonight no one will know.

Not until after three days though.. When my brother arrives.

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