I lay down on my bed. Mom knocked on my door. "Hon', I know you aren't okay. Don't tell me that you are okay. I am so sorry about Skylar. She was such a great girl---"
"Mom, please just stop. That was days ago." I said quietly, covering myself with blankets. Mom walked in.
"You still aren't over it, though. Maybe you need to go to counseling?" Mom suggested.
I frowned. ''No,"
Mom sat at the edge of the bed. "Honey, you can't live on like this. You're depressed. Would Skylar want you like this?"
I shook my head 'no'. My hand shook as I got of bed and walked downstairs to breakfeast. I ate scrambled eggs, and then looked out the window. My cat still hadn't returned. I felt like crying, just crying and letting it all out, but for some reason, for some very odd reason, I couldn't cry. It was almost like something was holding back the tears.
No, I had to cry. I had to. I didn't cry when Mom and Dad got a divorce, I didn't cry when my cat, Zelda, disappeared, or when my best friend Sky died! I didn't know why. A tear dropped from my face, and then another. Soon I was sobbing and sitting against the wall. Why was this happening to me? Why me? What did I do wrong? I wasn't a bully, I was nice and kind and considerate.
If anything I was the one bullied! Why did everything bad happen to me? God, why are you doing this to me?
Stop, Alex. God doesn't control your life. You do that. I told myself. I stood, wiping my tears away on my sleeve. A black shadow darted across the room.
I froze. "Hello?"
I heard chittering and a devilish laugh.
WhY aRE yOoouOOOuUU sO sAD??? A voice said. The voice was a distorted, horrible noise. I turned around, as the voice seemed to be all around me.
YoUr FRiEEnd Is WaiTIng FoR YoU....COmE WiTh MeEe and I wiLL ShOw YoU hEr! For a second I actually believed it. I stepped forwards, but then stepped back. I didn't know why, but I knew this voice was not truthful, and I knew I was in big, big, trouble.
"NO!" I yelled. "MOM!"
The voice laughed wholeheartedly. HaHAhHAHAHAHAHHAhahAHhaHAHhahAHAhahAHahHA! It'S jUST YoU AAnd ME NoW, NO OnE caN HeaR Us. NoT EVEn ThE OnES WHo CaN HeLP YoU.
The windows immediately shattered. There was a horrible scream, which sounded like a screaming goat mixed with a deep laugh. I panted. What was THAT?
I woke up sitting against the wall, Mom shaking me. I looked at her, and hugged her. I stood and drowned out my mother's concerns. I checked each window, which were all very, very, stable. No cracks from what I could see in the glass. My ears were ringing, my throat was dry, and I coudn't help but wonder: What had I just seen?
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When The Wind Blows...
ParanormalAlex is a sixteen year old girl with a lot on her mind: Her parents got divorced, her best friend recently died of heart failure, and her cat went missing days ago. But when she begins to see evil men who tell her that Skylar is happy and wants Alex...