A Cray-Cray Happening (On hold! Editing in Progress!)

I switched to a different song to keep my paranoia away. Maybe Misery Business by Paramore? Soon, my ears were filled with Haley Williams trying to shatter her lungs. For a second or two, I actually felt calm and even bobbed my head to the music a few times. But that was momentarily. I could’ve sworn that I saw someone’s shadow running first to my east wall then to the north one. Now, I was intently terrified in lowering my book and look at the thing that has entered my room.

But out of curiosity, which was one of my biggest weaknesses, I began lowering my book sluggishly. If I would’ve been a cat, I would be burnt and resurrected the umpteenth time in hell, because curiosity would’ve killed me.

The silhouette formed by the shining moonlight bathing my bedroom through the door to ceiling window, was of a boy. As tall as my brother. My eyes popped out of their sockets. Maybe I’m hallucinating. Or maybe, it is my brother.

I switched on the bedside lamp.

“Hi, I’m Lilandey.”

I shrieked.