HOROR STORY
KEISHA SAKHI FAKHIRA
VII F
SHE WANTS OUR SOUL
At 08.00 pm
“Hey, I’m Claire. I’m 8
years old, do you want to make friend with me?”.
Small girl said to her
beloved doll in the living room.
“Claire, can you stop to
speak with your doll” said Claire’s sister.
“Sister, she who invite me
to talk”.
“Don’t say like that”.
“Hiishh, it’s true I’m not
lie” insist Claire.
“It just child
imagination” answer Claire sister and go away.
“What? You whisper to me?
Please say again” said Claire close by her ear.
“Claire Claire Claire”.
Her sister look for Claire
in the her playing place just now is living room. But she can not find her
there, Claire’s sister try to go up stair to Claire’s bedroom. Yeah, there is
Claire this room she is sleeping by embrace her doll.
“Oh, She is sleeping”
Claire’s sister close the room’s door.
“Braaaak Braaaak
Braaaak!!!” the sound appear when Claire’s sister want to step living Claire’s
room the sound like someone who hit something behind the door of Claire’s room.
“Claire, are you okay?
Hey, why do you lock it?”.
The door of Claire’s room
suddenly locked, and several later Claire’s sister is surprised with loosing of
Claire’s the handle of Claire’s room door together with the sound of hiting some
thing but if it’s the thing it must be clear is not usual thing.
“Claire, what’s wrong?”
Claire’s sister try to knock then she look at by the hole of the door which
loose it. Claire's sister heart beat
faster instantly when she saw her sister's condition change drastically, her
face was very scary, her eyes were blood red, and her fangs protruded as she
grinned. Claire’s sister shuddered, she rubbed her eyes, and
dared to look again. When he looked back, Claire was no longer
in front of him. He looked in the hole and looked around but there was no one,
and suddenly the sound became louder.
"Braaaaaaaakkkk!!!!"
Claire's sister turned and
screamed as loud as she could after seeing the red eye right in the doorknob
hole with blood dripping from above. She realized the sound was a hard blow
from her sister's head.
Claire's sister ran into
her room and locked it. She tried to call her parents who were still outside
the house. But her father didn't answer, so she called her mother.
"Hello ma"
Claire's sister said with a trembling voice.
"What's wrong?"
his mother said sarcastically.
"Mom, Claire...
Claire, can you save him? I don't know what happened, please come back, save
him."
"He won't worry,
besides, he only needs you."
"What do you
mean-" he didn't finish speaking but the phone went dead. “Who is
she” he thought.
"Brakkk!! Brakkk!!
Brakk!!" The sound of the head suddenly hit Claire's sister's room door.
"Open up" it
wasn't a bang or anything, but a terrifying sound with a loud growl from behind
the door.
"What did you do to
my sister?" Claire's older sister asked in a frightened tone.
"Open up" the
voice said again and again. Claire's sister didn't respond at all. Then the
sound of the head being hit was heard again, this time louder, until it was
able to open the bedroom door. The blood on Claire's forehead kept coming out
without stopping, there were cracks in the forehead area, jaw, cheeks and
around the eyes too. Claire's sister saw it clearly.
"What do you
want?" Claire's sister asked in fear.
"I kiik kiik kiik, of
course I want to be friends with you" a terrifying laughter and an
unreasonable invitation.
"Oh really? But who
do you want to ask for help?" he stared at Claire's sister with a sharp,
blood-stained gaze and that scary grin.
Claire's sister ran and
opened the window and it seemed like none of her neighbors were home, all the
lights were off, only the streetlights were on. Cold sweat slowly came out, her
heart beat faster. She slowly turned around and suddenly the sharp teeth
grinned and stabbed Claire's right neck, tearing half of her neck. Instantly
Claire's sister fell out of the bedroom window,
and was thrown out.
"I just wanted you to
be my doll like the others, you are stupid brat," he growled with that
scary grin.
What if you had a doll
that had the ambition to control the souls of your family members and all your
neighbors, what would you do if you were the last person to be made
into a doll (slave)?
WILL YOU ACCOMPANY
ME HERE
My mother died because of heroin drugs. My father leave mother because he can't stand this drug use excessive. My mother died exactly 1 week ago after I was born. It feels uncomfortable right? live a stick kara, without anyone who accompanied my father. also did not visit me completely after I was born If you ask who am I with? I raised by a crazy person who find me at home which is already empty, with my mother's body is still there beside me. That crazy person come to me because I cry so much tight.
I was taken to this place
that he said she was beautiful, where no one lived there, it was very quiet,
there were no more houses. Like a village that had been dead for a long time.
Well, that place was where
the bodies were gathered in the ground. The madman died after being run over by
a truck carrying pieces of wood that were cut down next to my house, he died
when I was 7 years old. His body parts were crushed. I saw it clearly, all his
stomach contents came out right before my eyes. This
trauma was doubled.
I'm not lonely, because I
think I still have friends. I'm glad they came when I really had no one else.
They treated me like a normal human being, they played with me, joked with me,
always invited me to eat with the food they brought.
My friends are 3 people,
they are very nice, their names are Alex, Kevin, and Angel. They have been my
friends forever. Then how did they find me?? It's easy, at that time they were
camping near my house with a distance of 500 meters. After a long time there
was no one there, and suddenly they came.
Alex, he passed in front
of me carrying a lot of candy. He didn't offer me any at all. I looked at him
with a pleading face, but he just walked away from me. I was so annoyed.
Followed by Alex's friends, Angel and Kevin. They were two fat kids who brought
even more snacks than the candy Alex brought. They walked behind Alex,
only 1 step away.
They also ignored me, not
even paying attention when I said "hi". They just looked away. I was
so angry, it was like they were insulting me. I took a branch with a lot of
thorns that was beside Alex, I thought it was the best
weapon for me now.
I grabbed the part of the
branch that had no thorns. Without hesitation, I hit the branch on Alex's arm
that was carrying candy. I felt relieved when I saw the blood on Alex's arm
flowing profusely when the thorns pierced his arm. Angel and Kevin were shocked
to see the blood and Alex cried in pain. And when they turned around, I hit the
three of their faces with the branch.
Alex was hit on the cheek,
Angel on her cute face and Kevin on his throat. The blood gushing out made me
so relieved, I smiled in satisfaction, once again I was happy to do this. I
dragged them into my house. There I ate the food they brought, talked to them,
and played with them hitting thorny twigs.
Since then they have been
my friends here. In my house, beside many tombstones with names and death dates
written on them. I still feel lonely, when I see them so calm with the stench
that increasingly makes me sick. I need friends again, I need lots of friends,
maybe like you? Is there anyone who wants to be friends with me here? Just like
them. I'm waiting for you.
Chapter 3
BROKE
In the morning Lately I feel very tired because I have to work hard with my mother because her company is bankrupt, and I don't have a father. I woke up, well I guess it was morning, I don't remember anything, all I remember is before going to bed, my mother and I were hungry. That's all.
When I woke up, all I saw
was darkness in front of me. I thought it was just a power outage like usual
and I probably woke up at night.
I walked slowly and felt
the wall, I looked for the light switch in my room. I pressed it several times,
but all I saw was still dark.
"Ah, maybe there's an
electrical repair, so everything's turned off," I thought. I tried to go
downstairs while still feeling the walls and stairs for support. I looked for
my mother in the kitchen.
"Mom, are you
cooking?" I asked after hearing the sound of pans and such in the kitchen.
"Yes" my mother
answered briefly.
"Is there a power
outage?" I asked again, but my mother didn't answer.
I felt like I smelled
something fishy when my mother was cooking. Maybe she was cooking chicken or
something. But I was still curious as to why my vision was so dark.
I tried to go to the
bathroom to wash my face. But still I couldn't take anything because I couldn't
see anything but pitch black. I decided to just go back and not wash my face. I
headed to the dining room near the kitchen where my
mother was cooking.
"It's rare for you to
cook. Do you have extra money?" I asked when I heard my mother filling a
bowl with something.
"Mom didn't buy
it" my mother answered briefly. I didn't really understand so I asked
again.
"What do you mean?
Got it from a neighbor?" my question this time was ignored.
"Just eat," my
mother said briefly while placing the spoon in my right hand.
"What's on the
menu?" I asked because I couldn't see anything yet.
"What's on the
menu?" I asked because I couldn't see anything yet.
"Soup" again was
answered shortly.
"Okay" I started
eating the vegetables.
The seasoning still tasted
exactly the same as my mother's soup as usual, but it was a little different
when I drank the broth. I felt like I was drinking blood, and when I smelled
it, it smelled fishy. I heard my mother walking off somewhere I couldn't see
now, and who knows what she brought when she came back.
"This, what is this,
ma'am? Why did you cook a little differently than usual? Are you trying a new
recipe? Or is the meat you cooked not clean enough of the blood?" I asked,
which didn't get an answer.
"Where did you get
this from?" I asked again.
"MOM SAID YOU DIDN'T
BUY IT OR GET IT FROM SOMEONE ELSE" my mother snapped, making me shudder.
This wasn't like me.
"JUST EAT" my
mother's shout this time made me even more scared.
I devoured it slowly while
holding back the urge to vomit several times. Until the moment I felt like I
was eating something round. But this was different, when I started to bite
suddenly a liquid came out. I immediately vomited the food.
"Mom, what is this
food?" I asked while holding back tears because the food tasted very
disgusting and it was my first time eating food like this.
"Special food for
you," my mother answered as if whispering in my ear.
"Where did you buy
it, Mom? It tastes so disgusting," I asked.
"Mom...." his
voice was choked "I got it from you" he continued.
"Huh," I was
suddenly shocked. I didn't understand what the mother meant.
"What time is it? Is
there a power outage?" I asked again.
"Yeah. 7
o'clock" her voice was still near my ear. I started to feel that this was
not my mother's behavior.
“Evening?" I asked
again to make sure.
"Morning" the
answer stabbed my heart even more.
"S-so?" I
thought as my eyes....
"What about your
liver, heart, and intestines? You will meet your mother this time." His
answer was terrifying and getting louder in my ears.
"BREAD?".
[END]
Chapter 4
MY DOLL
I'm a part-time worker at a convenience store near my college. Today, I came home very late because I had a night shift. When I arrived at an alley, there was a little boy carrying a shabby doll in his left hand. He stared intently at me while smiling. I quickened my pace because that kid was so weird, “Why is he in this deserted and creepy alley at night. Isn't she scared?” I muttered.
The next day, it seemed
like the little girl was still standing the same as yesterday with her doll,
clothes and everything looked the same as yesterday that she wore. I tried to
approach her and asked.
“Hello sis, why have you
been standing here since yesterday?” I asked, doubtful of the little girl's
answer.
“I'm looking for something”
he said in a hoarse voice.
“Do you want to buy
something or want something?” I asked again.
“Yes, I want a cute doll
like that one over there” the little boy replied while pointing towards the
doll shop to the left of the minimarket where I was working.
“Do you need my help?” I
said.
“No need, I can do it
myself” said the little boy with a smile like when he saw me yesterday.
“Alright” I replied while
leaving him alone.
The next day the little
boy was no longer there. “Maybe he already bought the doll he meant yesterday”
I thought as I walked away from the minimarket where I worked.
The next day again I got
the morning shift and the afternoon class. When I wanted to open the minimarket
door, I glanced slightly at the doll shop. There was a closed sign, no, it was
a police line. And the doll that the little boy meant yesterday was still
there. I just thought maybe there was a robbery and it was still being examined
by the police or the forensics team.
Until when my shift was
over, I saw the shopkeeper coming out of the shop and hurrying while carrying
important equipment in the shop.
“Mom, wait. What's wrong
with your shop?” I asked as I approached her.
“A-ah that. Yesterday
there was a murder and killed a little boy who bought at your shop. He was
picking out a doll and suddenly he fell down next to another doll, I was
shocked and immediately looked for the source of the sound. After I looked, the
child had fallen and was covered in blood,” replied the shopkeeper.
“Oh my, and where are you
going now? Is this shop going to be closed?” I asked.
“I'm moving the shop to
the other end. I'm scared if I stay here” she said with a shudder.
“I see. Alright mom, I'll
go to the college first” she nodded and left me.
As I turned around, I saw
the little boy from yesterday again with small laughter sounding on the other
side. I tried to approach him.
“You haven't bought the
doll yet, sis?” I asked while pointing at the doll.
“I've got it”.
“From which shop?”.
“The shop you pointed to”.
“The doll is still there”.
“I didn't want that doll.”
“Then?” I asked, not
understanding.
“It's very cute, but
unfortunately it belongs to her parents so I took it by force.”
I tried to analyze her
words. “Was it murder?”
“Me.”
“HAH!!!”
“Relax, I'm looking for a
child to be a doll, not an adult. But if you want, I have no problem” said the
little boy while brandishing his knife.
[END]
WILL YOU MARRY ME?
Today is the inauguration day of my grandparent's cafe that will be run by me and all my cousins, “Cafetaria Mayang” is the name. I hold the position of chef and some of my cousins specialize in making desserts only, and the rest of my cousins hold positions as determined by my grandmother. It was only the first day, but there were so many customers that my cousins and I almost ran out of the ingredients we had prepared.
“The onions are still
there?” I asked my cousin Aliya who was making the dessert.
“Only this much left” she
replied with a forced smile.
“Good. We have to be on
guard for tomorrow. Bring more” I said.
“Hey hey hey hey” from
that direction came Yohan wanting to tell me and Aliya some news, uh to be
precise the material for conversation.
“Hmm” I said as I helped
prepare the dessert to be delivered by Yohan.
“How horrible! Is there a
ghost in this place?
“Hush crap!!” I answered
quickly.
“You're wrong, bang. How
could a place this nice have a ghost?” Aliya said.
“I saw a customer here
earlier, I talked to him he was silent, I didn't know what he would order. I
and the others have asked him and he remained silent,” replied Yohan while
holding his breath.
There was no response or
reaction from what Yohan said to me and Aliya. Then Gerald called me
“Sis Mel, looking for bang
Ari”
“Hi baby, are you done
yet? There's someone in front who offered to do our wedding next week. If
you're not tired, do you want to ask first?” he said to the point.
“Just finished,” I
replied, smiling at Ari and turning to Yohan.
“Do you mean the owner of
the WO han? Hurry up and take me there.” I said to Yohan and Ari.
“Isn't Anya at the front?
Won't she ask around for the WO? It's only 2 weeks away from us” I asked Ari.
“I think there was,” said
Ari while trying to remember.
“Where's the owner of the
WO?” I asked Nancy who was already at the cashier's desk while looking at the
two people Yohan had told me about earlier.
“Umm...” she replied just
glancing at the person in front of her then returned to busy with other buyers'
orders queuing at the cashier.
“Are you the owner of the
WO? Can I ask you a few questions first?” My conversation with them.
“Yes, we are the owners”
replied the woman who owned the WO.
“Let's sit down, ma'am, uh
Anya, come here while there is a WO owner if you want to ask questions” I said
when I saw Anya. ‘Later ah, tired’ Anya replied while massaging her back.
“Han, just close it, no
one's eating either” Anya told Yohan.
“Ready boss” replied
Yohan.
“It's weird, the look on
his face is also a bit creepy hehe” Aliya replied with a grin.
“That's why I don't want
to ask questions, let Bang Rizal decide” said Anya.
“Uh, do you want to get a
drink?” said Nancy.
Everyone turned to Nancy,
who had come to the kitchen last.
“You go ahead Nan, I'm too
lazy to see her face” replied Yohan who was already annoyed.
“Okay, okay.” ‘Please
drink, sir and ma'am.’ Nancy invited the two of them to drink, without saying
anything, they didn't notice Nancy's arrival at all, and neither did Ari and
me.
“Arrrggghhh” Nancy came in
and threw the tray that was used to deliver the drinks. Suddenly everyone was
shocked.
“Why?” asked Gerald.
“You know, long beans” everyone
almost laughed because of Nancy's words.
“Let's go home” invited
Aliya.
When all my cousins went
home, the room felt very quiet, we talked non-stop, my own mouth was tired, but
I couldn't stop, until 12 at night the alarm for tahajud prayer on my cellphone
rang. After that we stopped talking, and they immediately said goodbye. Ari and
I followed them home.
“I don't know why, but my
jaw hurts so much, it's like I'm chewing on a rock even though we're just
talking,” I said while massaging my jaw.
“Same with me. To the
point that we lost track of time, if it wasn't for the call to prayer on your
cell phone ringing, we'd probably be back tomorrow morning” Ari replied ‘Hmm’ I
just nodded.
The second day was still
the same, very crowded, until the ingredients in the kitchen ran out like
yesterday, when we were all going home, I saw the two WO owners yesterday
looking at me, I walked over and greeted them.
“Come, we've found the
same as you want” the WO owner gave me a lot of photos, and it was almost the
same as the design we wanted.
“Okay, tomorrow at 9 am” I
replied with a relieved smile. ‘Bring clothes to match the decorations’ the WO
owner suggested.
“Ah, okay, fine” I replied
with a nod.
The third day I was off
work, Ari and I went to the place indicated by the WO owner. It took about an
hour to arrive. We got out of the car and saw the atmosphere of the house which
was almost like a palace, only it was located quite far from our house.
“Excuse me” I called after
knocking a few times.
The door opened on its
own, and when we entered the door closed on its own, leaving me a little
surprised. “Are you ready?” asked the owner of the WO.
I just nodded nervously,
who would have thought that inside the house was magnificent like a palace and
the decorations that I really wanted were exactly made according to the
requests of the two of us yesterday.
“Well if I'm honest, I
like everything here, and it seems to match the dress I brought, what about you
dear?”.
I asked while looking away from the WO owner and Ari. When I look at Ari, for some reason I think he looks like a cloudy person, his gaze is blank, and when I realize he looks like a confused person and answers my questions casually.
After that, we were taken
to the dressing and makeup room. Then it was like a rehearsal for the wedding
ceremony. For some reason, it seemed to me that time was spinning faster than
usual. It was already 10pm, and we hadn't gone home yet.
Realizing that, I asked
Ari to change her clothes and said goodbye.
“Do you guys want to stay
overnight, at least for tonight, in the forest the roads must be a little
difficult, is it okay to go home now?” Bargained the owner of the WO.
“We should stay here
first, I'm really tired” Ari's response made me surrender, and I just obeyed
what he wanted.
We were directed to a room
with two beds in it. “Huff, thank goodness I haven't protested” I thought.
“Have a good rest” he said
before leaving us.
Until 2am, I couldn't sleep. I smelled an unpleasant scent, I forgot the name, but I was familiar with the smell, I think my grandmother had burned this too. I wanted to wake Ari up and find out who was burning this. But, he looked very tired. I hurried to find out for myself. I followed the smell until it stopped in one of the rooms, I thought it looked like they were having a family ritual just like grandma used to do.
Suddenly, the door opened.
I saw the owner of the WO bowing down to something I couldn't quite make out,
but I read the words “The ritual of giving soul” I muttered. “What does that
mean?” I asked myself.
“Are you ready?” Suddenly
the one they were worshiping spoke to me.
“Hah!!! get ready for
what?” I replied with a trembling voice.
My vision returned to
normal, I couldn't stop crying, I turned around and ran to the room to wake Ari
up. But the creature said “are you looking for her?” I saw Ari who had been
killed with an iron rod in his throat and nailed to the wall. It broke my heart
to see that.
As I stepped outside a
drop of blood fell from the roof, I dared to look up. I could clearly see the
creature's true form, it was a pitch-black, disembodied creature with a head
full of blood, one eye cut out like an X symbol and two hands with sharp nails.
“It's your turn” he said.
I wanted to run but couldn't.
“You want to run? Okay,
now run as fast as you can.”
Suddenly the two nails
appeared from above and dug hard into my feet and nailed them to the floor.
“Ahhhh” I shouted in pain.
“Let's get started”.
She reached down and
choked me. Then he recited some kind of incantation.
“I am the one in charge of
these two spirits. I have the power to take this spirit. I have the power to
make this spirit my follower. Forever.”
I didn't hear what else was said after that, but I only heard Ari calling “dear” from a distance. We were already in the frieze with the gravestones bearing our names and all I heard were the prayers of those who escorted me and Ari to our eternal place after that incident.
MY SMILE FOR YOU
Make Up is sometimes strange for me, I really don't want to touch even just powder, but sometimes I also get jealous when I see those who are good at taking care of their faces and bodie.
"Morning Na,"
said two of my friends, Candramaya and Danastri, make-up lovers.
"Why do you look so
pale?" said Danastri.
"Don't
start," I replied.
"Na, this is my
advice as your friend. I just want to remind you, you're a girl, take care of
your appearance. If you have a hard time or something you don't understand,
just ask me or Danastri, we can help you. If it's like this, I think you can
get What a mate" Candramaya said.
I just smiled wryly hearing their chatter. They are indeed very beautiful, compared to me who is nothing. I also want to change, but it feels pressured to do what we don't want, right? Does being friends and getting a partner always have to be as beautiful as others?
"Try it, later I'll
take you and Candra to my regular make up shop, then you try it at home okay.
Let's be happy first, today is the college holiday, while we can go out like
this, we can also refresh ourselves, okay Lelana??" Danastri asked.
"It's up to
you," I answered resignedly.
"If it's me, let's
go," said Candra.
2 hours of playing, and 15
minutes of travel to a place called Danastri.
I walked while muttering
"what is this place, I don't even know any of the items, what
a strange shop".
"Lelana, come on,
hurry up," Candra called, awakening my reverie.
"Yeah, just a
moment."
Wow, 3 hours to choose
something that I really don't know and don't want to know either.
"Let's go home, this
is a present for you, you have to wear it all, later if you don't understand,
ask us, just video call, I'll wait for you tomorrow on campus, how good are you
at wearing make up. Well, at least powder is okay, okay,"
suggested Candra.
After coming home from the
store, I didn't want to touch it anymore, what I wanted to do with these things
was nothing. I tried to see the tutorial, but still couldn't. Candra and
Danastri sent me a lot of messages asking how my progress was, but I didn't
reply, I chose to sleep. As a result, they came to my house early in the
morning to pick me up to go with them to school. They dressed me with their
hands. In this case I really hate it.
"What's wrong with
your lips? Are you lacking vitamin C? What's wrong with them? They're so dry,
Na" Candra complained again and again.
"This color doesn't
suit Can's face either, what should I do?"
"Okay, we'll go there
again later, find something that suits you. Now let's go first," said
Candra.
"There??
Again??" I asked to make sure.
"Yes. Is there a
problem?" answered Candra.
"Come on, let's go to
campus first and talk about it later. Can we?" Dinastri
said in closing.
I wish I could just sit
and listen to lectures instead of following them. I'm sick of people who think
too much about their hobbies without thinking about what their friends hate
about those hobbies. With a very heavy heart I joined them. Buy everything they
want.
"Okay, now let's try
again"
They tried everything but
I don't think anything suits me. Until it ended in a fight. I also can't hold
back this emotion forever, I also have the right to rebel, right?
"Hey, is it really
you Na? Have you ever worn make up, even just powder? I swear your skin is so
dull, everything doesn't suit you," said Danastri.
"I'm also very
confused, your lips aahhh, how can they be like this, have you taken vitamin
C?? Have you eaten oranges?? It's like we're doing make-up on someone who had a
failed surgery, when in fact you're beautiful, it's just that you can't take
care of them," Candra snapped.
"I don't want to be
like this either. Who wants to be like this. I'd rather not wear anything than
be like this. Did I ever allow you to do this?? Failed surgery?? Hahahah!!!
That's how bad you think it's trivial because my lips are too dry and my face
is dull and not as beautiful and pretty as you guys??"
"Are you nearsighted?
Do we need contact lenses? We are much more beautiful than you, you know?"
Candra snapped.
"Eh, it's okay dong,
why is it so complicated, it's okay" Danastri tried to mediate.
"GET OUT!!!!" I
shouted chasing them both away.
Danastri tried to
apologize but I ignored her, while Candra was still angry.
"NO!!! My face is not
pretty, huh!!! My lips are dry!! Like a failed surgery!! Or like a rotten
corpse?!! HAHAHA you son of a bitch, pretty huh?? Good at make up? Do you think
you're the only one who can do it??"
In the
morning... 08.30 am
Candra message: "Hey,
I'm sorry if I said something rude, I was really emotional yesterday, please
forgive me."
Lelana Message:
"Let's learn to do make up, I'll wait for you at my house, and accompany
me to sleep here, my parents aren't home yet"
Candra Message:
"Okay, after college I will go there with Danastri"
"Naaaa?? We're coming, open the door" Danastri shouted while knocking on the door.
Tingg!!!
Lelana Message: "Just
come in"
"Just come in,"
Candra replied after reading my message.
"Hello Naaa... Ehh,
why are you wearing a mask?? But, your eyes, ehh you're wearing eyelashes??
Wow, you've learned a lot, haven't you?? Show them all, don't you?"
Danastri said enthusiastically.
"This isn't a
show," I replied with a soft laugh, glancing at Candra who seemed to be
looking at me strangely.
"are you okay? Are
you sick?" Candra finally started to speak.
"Does it hurt?? Of
course".
They both became
increasingly confused.
"You guys don't know,
right? How does it feel to be belittled by your own best friend? Being called
names by your own best friend? Surely not, right? Because you're beautiful,
right?" I said while locking the bedroom door.
"What do you
mean??" asked Danastri in confusion.
"Wh-why did you lock
the door?" asked Candra, even more confused.
"You said you wanted
to sleep with me tonight?? You said you were my best friends, right??" I
answered while slowly removing my mask.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa"
they shouted in shock when
they saw my mouth torn open to my ears.
"Hey, why are you surprised??
Aren't my lips always wet and not dry anymore?? Isn't my smile more charming
than usual?? I thought you guys would thank me, ooh or, I'm the one who thanks
you because with your words, I can change like this??"
"Hey, why are you
surprised?? Aren't my lips always wet and not dry anymore?? Isn't my smile more
charming than usual?? I thought you guys would thank me, ooh or, I'm the one
who thanks you because with your words, I can change like this??"
"What are you doing,
why are you hurting yourself??"
"Huh!! Me?? Hurt
myself?? I even planned to hurt myself together with you guys"
"What do
you mean... Akhhh"
"Aww sorry, my knife
hit your neck, your cheek should have been hit too so it wouldn't be dull,
right? Ohh ahh sorry now it hit your cheek huh?? Sleep well Danastri!!".
"Where are you going,
Candra?"
"Please Na, I'm
really sorry, please forgive me"
"Myopia? Dry lips?
Lack of vitamins? Failed surgery? I've never even touched a single needle for
surgery, and how dare you talk like that??"
"Maa... Aaaaaaakkkhhh"
"Naahh, my eyes are
all over hahahahaha, you really look like a failed operation Candra, you're so
beautiful"
"Good night my
friend, aahh my mouth feels sore too, it seems like I've lost a lot of blood.
We should go to sleep soon, my friend, we promised. Thank you for keeping me
company, the three of us look very beautiful tonight. Right?"
[END]
"Before you speak once (in person or on social media), you should think a thousand times whether it is appropriate or not, because people's hearts are different. Even a few words can change 90% of their mentality and break their hearts. Don't let yourself be the one who causes patient people to become worse than you imagine."
Chapter 7
WHO I AM?
Today, the day when death
and happiness are mixed together. Right on the one-month anniversary of mom's
death, and dad's wedding day with his woman. Honestly, I'm at a loss to express
whether I should be sad or happy on the same day. I-I don't even really
remember why my mom died.
I didn't know my new mother
very well, I just agreed with my father's ego all this time, without thinking
about my own regrets. He got married without introducing me to her, made no
effort to get me closer to her, and set the date without remembering what had
happened.
Seeing him standing with
his vows at the wedding altar made my chest tight, my ears ringing, I don't
know why I was so weak about this.
Even after two weeks of
marriage, every night, my mother would come to me in my dreams, she would say
“be careful,” wiping away tears and forcing a smile. I wondered what she meant,
and who I should be careful with, and why.
I wanted to talk to my father, but he was busy with this woman who I couldn't even call “mom” until now. I don't know what made you love her so much.
One night, I had a dream,
very strange, I saw my father sitting cross-legged while bowing his head, I
shook his body but he didn't react to anything, suddenly I fell silent and my
footsteps seemed to have been directed by someone.
I went to the two women in
front of me, I could clearly see that it was my mother but she was tied up, but
the other woman's face was not so clear, she smiled and gave me a very sharp
knife, then my feet moved back to my father.
“Heyy, what is this
feeling, come to your senses, please”, I could feel that I was very angry with
my father, and had a desire to kill him, on the other hand I still didn't
understand, why am I like this, why do I have thoughts of killing him?. Inside
me it seemed like my body and mind were not in sync, I wanted to stop walking
but my body couldn't.
After I was right beside
my father, he suddenly looked up to see me, his cheeks were wet with tears, but
he smiled at me. Without realizing it, I stabbed him in the right eye, then I
stabbed him in the face many times, until my mother's shrill scream told me to
stop, and made me turn my body towards her.
I went over to mom and
suddenly stabbed her throat with the same knife. At that moment I wanted to cry
but I did the opposite, I felt satisfied and even laughed with the woman who
gave me the knife. She was smiling widely, it was so horrible.
I woke up with my heart
beating irregularly, as if I was doing it in the real world, I rubbed my eyes
and saw my door open, I wanted to close it but was suddenly held back by that
woman. I wondered how she could be in front of my room all of a sudden. I saw
her smiling happily and said “good job”.
I was still confused by
what she said and my head was suddenly dizzy, I tried to sleep again but
couldn't. The next day, I looked for where Dad was, but I couldn't find him. I
looked in his room. But there was only that woman busy dressing up.
I went to father's room
and the late mother's first, the place I used to make myself calm down. As I
lay down and closed my eyes, whether it was a dream or not, I saw my mother in
front of her dressing table, she seemed to want to open the bottom drawer of
the table but she couldn't. Before long, I came to my senses, I looked at the
dressing table for an instant. Mom was no longer there, “Huh, did I just fall
asleep and dream?” I thought.
I was curious to open the
bottom drawer, but it really couldn't be opened. I still tried to open it with
all my might, and finally it opened but my hand was full of wounds. I ignored
the pain, I picked up a piece of paper, there was a message, it seemed to be
written by my father.
“Son, if you read this,
please be careful, maybe mom and dad couldn't be together at that time to help
you, I hope you can be careful with that woman, she has a big grudge against
our family. Mom and Dad knew her during the cat massacre, we were both
witnesses that she was the killer, and when Dad wanted to report it, she
threatened to kill Mom, and sure enough it happened, she took over your
consciousness, and used your mind to kill Mom, that's why you didn't realize
what happened to your mother, right? That's one of the reasons I couldn't help
but keep quiet, I didn't want to involve you if I reported that woman, I'm
sorry, I was presumptuous to marry that woman for your sake, for 1 week I just
prayed that what happened to your mother wouldn't happen to you, and if it
happened to me, then be careful, she can control your mind at any time.”
My heart felt like it was
about to stop. I went out of the room to look for dad once again, my hands were
shaking, I couldn't say anything, I could only cry realizing what I had done to
my mom.
When I opened the door, I
was surprised that a woman was standing right in front of me, as if she had
been waiting for me to come out of the room for a long time. “Looking for your
father?” she asked. I just nodded my head. “Shouldn't you know?” I didn't know
what she meant, I just ignored her.
I left the woman, I ran, I
wanted to get out of the house. But my steps stopped, there was one object that
distracted my focus, and it was the knife in the kitchen that was exactly the
same one I used in the dream that night, strangely there were some blood spots.
My chest was getting tight, but I accidentally saw blood flowing on the floor,
I guess it came from the dish cabinet, I ventured to open the cabinet door and
opened it.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” I was
shocked to see my father's corpse with eyes that had been stabbed just like in
my dream, and behind my father's back was my mother's corpse with a throat full
of blood and her body tied to my father's body. My legs felt weak, I couldn't
do anything else. I realized, it wasn't a dream, I did it, and that woman was
the one who....
Wow, you found her? Now do
you remember?”
“Demon woman” I said with
anger that I couldn't contain anymore.
“Hey, baby, listen... You
killed them with your own hands. And you're blaming me? Do you realize how
wrong you can be?”
“I did kill them, but you
controlled me”
“Even now you understand
that? If your mom and dad had kept quiet, I wouldn't have bothered to destroy
your family....”
“What do you want now?”
”You think I want these two carcasses? Cihh, I only destroyed them, but rather
I want you”
“Me? Why?”
She grabbed my neck, and
gripped it with such so hard, that my vision blurred, and suddenly dark. I
could still hear her voice, she said
And that's right, from the beginning he didn't just want to kill my parents, but his initial goal was to take my body, separate my soul, and fill it with the soul he had made himself, now everything in me was under his control. He just wants to make me just like him. Yes, murderer...
Keren kei...
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