DEAD BROTHER

Chapter 4

My phone was filled up with messages from my friends. I went to check if somebody had died or something and then I  remembered...oh shit... I cursed to myself, I was supposed hang after school. This was the third time I stood them up this week. They're gonna hate me forever. To be honest, it's not my fault, I mean it's kinda hard to focus on something else when you're being haunted by your dead brother. I apologized to my friends even though it's no use at this point. And decided to clear up the mess in my bed so that I can get ready to sleep. I took some books and opened the bedside table drawer to keep them there. When I found a piece of paper, which semmed really familiar....wait a minute ...t-thats the note I've been looking. But how?! I swear it wasn't here a few minutes before. I picked up the note and was greeted by the same handwriting, my brother's handwriting, except this time the note said something different. It said "You can't tell nobody about this. Not even mom. I won't hurt you, trust me". Trust a SPIRIT... Yeah sure...well it's my own brother though but how can I be sure that it's really him?

I brushed my teeth and jumped on my bed, turning the lights off. The incidents from before never leaving my mind while I tried n to sleep which I almost gave now. I slept for really long before, so how do I expect to fall asleep that fast. I tried to think about something else, but I couldn't...it was like one part of me is saying I should really see a doctor and the other was saying to me that maybe it's actually happening like a feeling that says my brother is back. I'm scared but excited at the same time. The curtains swinged due to the cold wind and hit my face. My body shivered due to the cold and suddenly I felt something staring at me from my back... then I heard a whisper. I listened carefully trying to figure out what it was saying, only to find out someone was whisper-calling my name. I turned around slowly and saw a black figure standing I in front of the bathroom door. I froze, I could feel my body becoming cold, I started breathing shakily. The shadow was slowly approaching me, with its every steps, my body became more and more tensed. The shadow now stood in front of me, I don't know how I'm still alive. The wind made the curtains move again, letting a slight bit of light from the streets coming into the room and reflecting on the shadow's face. My heart skipped a beat as I figured out who the face belong to. WHAT THE HECK?! It's a nightmare. It HAS to be a nightmare. I tried to calm myself down. It's my brother...my dead brother.