As the floor creaks slowly, as footsteps slowly make a way closer and closer down the hall. (Eeeerient) The sound of the door opening up little by little. As if the doors in this house hadn't been opened in decades. Sounds kind of like watching a show with dad the night mom died off that massive heart attack. As the door opens that night while dad is on the love seat dreaming passed out thinking about mom as if she has never left. Beer cans all over his lap directly under his chair by his feet. Mom was the best thing in our lives dad was at work when suddenly everything didn't seem right. ( woosh ) a quick breeze moves past me slowly as if the entity wanted me to uncover it. Dad snores loudly as if he was dreaming a happy thought. As Dishes begin flying into the wall, doors slamming. My Eyes Open .... Am I beginning to hear this shit. I can't believe this I hear a calm but angry voice come from around the corner from where dad lays motionless on the couch with not a soul on his mind. Thinking to myself He needs to wake the "fuck up " I didn't want to believe something was making it's way through our house wasn't human or spiritual. It was something else trying to get our attention 'but why days after mom has a heart attack maybe it's her or grandmother. I remember her telling me her mother my grandmother died in front of her 4 hours later she awakened as if I didn't watch her lifeless body go and go till I felt no pulse no breathing. Mom never told me what happened to her after that night. Suddenly Green & Grey Eyes Show There Selves for 10 seconds then slams dad's bed room door. Like what ever it was" wanted my attention. I slowly start removing the comforter off my legs slowly suddenly the cover brushes off of me as if it was rushing me to enter that long dark hallway towards mom & dad's bedroom. THE DOOR RUSHES OPEN A RED SHARPIE MARKER STARTS WRITING LETTERS ON THE WALL MY EYES TEAR AS I TRY TO TAKE STEPS BACKWARDS BUT SOMETHING WOULDN'T LET ME.....All Rights Reserved