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The music slowly faded. I wiped my tears away.

I walked down slowly to see Mr. Graham leave the house. As a farewell honor, everyone whistled and screamed. I locked my gaze on Mr. Graham, who winked at someone before walking away. Everyone left one by one.

After watching the entire place empty, I took a deep breath.

Everyone must have had a good time. Zoey's expression was unfathomably beautiful.

I walked to the yard. A piece of the cake was left. It was covered by one of the covers. There was a letter.

Not old. Very normal, very simple. I picked the letter up. "Don't be scared, it's me Sophia. The piece of cake is for you. Why didn't you come down to enjoy? Don't be so depressed!"

Some relations between me and some people really look weird. Henry knew something would happen the other day, so he left. Sophia knew something would happen, so she left yesterday as well. And this time, she said the things in a way that made her seem to know everything.

I took the piece of cake. I took a bite of it, it was soft and spongy. The creams were creamy as well.

The lights inside the balloons turned off. The batteries must have shut down. I looked behind as I bumped into someone.

I moved two steps behind to see Henry standing in front of me. Yeah, he always appears in the creepy moments.

"The cake looks good." He said as he took it in his hand. He ate the entire piece in one bite.

My mouth kept wide open. He moved his hand many times in front of my eyes. "My cake!" I yelled at him.

He laughed, "I will make you one, but it was good!"

I felt weird. The sun was rising. I walked and picked the chairs up. I dialed the number from whom I got these. I told them to take the chairs back as well as the box, which I used to make the stage.

Henry was still standing at that same spot. The more I try to avoid people, the more they come to me.

I removed the balloons and blasted each of them so that the dustbin would not fill up as quickly. Some people arrived and took the chairs and stage. I folded the plastic, which I used as a roof. I kept the mini lights that were inside the balloons in a box so that I could use them if necessary.

After that, I cleaned up the backyard. Henry was standing in the dust. "Move," I said as he did so.

The area had been thoroughly cleaned.

I walked home as I was about to close the door, but Henry interrupted by pulling it backwards.

"What?" I inquired. He walked into the house.

He sat in the chair, just like the last time he came. I locked my gaze on him.

A scrap of paper. It has something written on it.

Damn it.

It was on the table, so I took it away before Henry noticed. I turned away before watching the door close on its own. I switched on the electric fan, which was not working.

It was load shedding, not a low battery.

I examined the paper to see what was written on it.

"You may look behind,
But you must never close your eyes."

I returned my attention to Henry. I was dizzy, so I sat in front of him on the chair. Pretending nothing has happened.

But talking was difficult. I don't even know what to talk to him about.

"I have a gift for you." He pretended to smile. "However, it's a surprise."

Is this a gift for me? Is he some kind of stalker?

I feel like falling down no matter how hard I try. Everything appears hazy and dark.

"Close your eyes." He said.

Damn it. No, I can't! "I don't need a gift." I replied in a harsh tone to save myself.

"But I will give you one, no matter what you say." He gave me a glare, his eyes telling me to close mine.

I shook my head as he stood up from his seat. I tried to get up, but my legs were totally frozen. I forced myself to not cry.

He stepped near me as he put his hands in front of my eyes. "Close them." He murmured.

I closed my eyes.

I felt his hands move away. The sound of his steps was slowly disappearing. He opened a door and shut it closed.

I tried to open my eyes, but they were glued.

I'm being hella manipulated!

I felt the door open and shut again. "Good girl, you didn't open your eyes."

I heard a sound in front of me on the table. He put something there, I think.

"Don't open your eyes." He whispered. I was trembling in fear.

Then the winds started. He was slowly opening the box, I mean, that's what it sounded like.

In the other hand, the window breaking sounds. It made me having goosebumps.

"Can I open my eyes?" I tried to speak. But my voice was so low that I couldn't even hear myself. "Henry!" I tried to scream.

Nothing worked.

I tried screaming several times, but it didn't work. I curled into a ball.

I blinked my eyes open. In front of me was an open box. Everything was dark.

Henry was no longer in front of me.

As I looked back, I forced myself to stand. Because my legs were too weak to stand, I fell. I locked my gaze on Henry, who was replacing a knife in the kitchen.

The knife started flying in my direction the moment he put it down.

I screamed, covering my ears. I squished my eyes shut and continued screaming despite the fact that it didn't work. I continued to pray to God.

I realized I had no one to believe in any longer. And that I am all alone.

My hands were trembling. I attempted to stand, but it did not work. My legs had gone numb.

I felt something hit my tummy. It entered my stomach.

My hands dropped from my ears. My whole body was numb. Everything was freezing. It felt like it was snowing outdoors. I could hardly take a breath.

I gradually opened my eyes. "Got your gift?" Henry asked, drawing closer.

He had vanished. Everything went dark.

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Happy Halloween.
I've been wondering about posting a new chapter, but idk why I didn't feel very motivated.
I think I was depressed for NO reason.

Happens?
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Did you like the story?

~THE END~

No it's not new chapters are coming wait don't goooo!

Never mind lol okay let's come to the point,
you pwetty girl.
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The hell is happening, HOLY WATER?