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Who Was Behind You

A/N POV:Not a FF

My house was built in 1904. It is a single-family home with, a wood frame setting on a concrete block foundation. I have been living here for about 12 years. Of all the weird things that my siblings and I have seen or heard in this house this one event is my favorite. This happened to my sister. About ten years ago my sister Veronica and her best friends had started a garage band playing mostly "Hip Hop," alternative music but in Korean. Her friends could only get together on Sunday afternoons. They would practice into the early evening, and they would usually call it quits by 8 pm. This was the time I usually showed up and went to bed, cause I worked the graveyard shift.

This happened in late October, so the days were getting shorter, they had just finished a long session when the decision to head to someone else house came about. My sister handed her car keys to her BFFs so they could load up the equipment. Everyone had filed out of the basement, but the tricky part was that they needed to walk to the back of the basement, up the back stairs, through the kitchen doorway, down the hall into the living room, and out into the front porch. Everyone was outside sitting in my sister's van waiting for her. My sister was walking up the back stairs when she remembered that she had left her pancakes in a to-go container sitting on a speaker in the basement. She decided to go back. Now the basement is not clean, full of spiders, there had been scary decorations made for Halloween, and the boiler and main heating unit are right smack in the middle. So after my sister walks back, she is about to retrieve her food container, when out of the corner of her eye she sees it.

It is a shadowy figure, right in her peripheral vision, this feeling of dread and uneasiness washed over my sister. We had been taught that if you are in the presence of a spirit or ghost and you feel a bad vibe, to say a quick prayer or to cuss at it. My sister chose the latter, she just told it "Hey fuck you, I don't have time for this shit".

My sister started to walk to the back of the basement and briskly up the stairs, closing doors and turning off lights as she was walking out. The last light switch is on the opposite side of the front door...luckily the door was open and the light from the street lamp was flooding the living room with its amber light. My sister said she felt something at her back, but at no point did she turn around. As she flicked the last switch then the living room went dark, as did the rest of the house. As she stepped out she pulled on the door closing it behind her, still holding her food container in one hand she jogged down the few porch steps. She walked towards the front gate...our house resides far from the main street, essentially having a large front yard but no rear garage. As she closed the gap between herself and her big black van she kind of smiled and thought things over in her head, mad at herself for spooking out when there was no reason.

She climbed into the driver's side of the van, putting on her seat belt and getting ready to pull out of the parking spot directly in front of the house, when one of her friends asked " Hey wait what about your sister, isn't she coming with us?" My sister answered, "What do you mean? She went to work early tonight, she is already gone."

The next question they asked "So then who was walking behind you when you were leaving the house? "

A/N how was it?