Ghost (Ziall)

~Chapter 1~

Chapter 1~Crazy house

~Zayn's POV~

My eyes flutter open and the first thing I see is that it's still dark outside. Weird, because I never wake up like this. I always sleep until someone wakes me up or when I feel someone staring at me.

Then I feel it. The eyes that are burning in my back, but I can't see anyone because I lay on my stomach. Maybe this house is inhabited and are they just back to see a stranger in their house. 

Slowly I sit up and look around. Their is nobody in the room other then I. With a sigh I fall back down and close my eyes. I'm still tired.

"BANG!"

I jolt back up and look to the door. The loud bang sounded like the door to this room was slammed shut.

What if there actually was someone in the room?

But you didn't see anyone.

Well, it was dark in here. The person could have stood in a dark corner.

Maybe it was the wind?

Wait, am I holding a conversation with myself?

Yeah, but that's a normal reaction if you're scared.

With a groan I ban the voices out of my head. I admit, I am scared. I mean, there's a chance that there is a drug dealer in here, or even worse a murderer. With a sigh I stand up from the bed. I try the light switch, but it doesn't work. Against the wall next to the door stands a wooden baseball bat. Perfect.

I grab the bat and walk out of the room. There's nobody in the hallway and in the other rooms on the upper floor. I decide to look downstairs to. I must look very ridiculous, breaking into a house and now protecting it like it's mine.

I'm halfway down the stairs as I hear it.

"PANG"

A gunshot and a loud scream reverberate through the house. My eyes go wide and my heart is beating so hard that I fear that it can jump out of my chest any moment. There's a murderer in the house same house as I with a gun, and I have a bat.

Hide! The voice in my head yells and that's exactly what I do. I snap out of my frozen position and run as quiet as I can back to the light blue bedroom. Panickly I scan the room for hiding places. My eyes stop at the closet. It's my best option, because the bed is too low to the ground and the only other option is the closet.

I drop the bat and sprint to the closet. I sit down between the clothes hanging on the rack. The cabinet doors don't close completely, so there's a small crack left. It gives me sight on the part of the room on the opposite side of the door.

Suddenly I hear footsteps approaching and they stop before the door to this room, which I left open. The footsteps enter the room and a ghostly white light enlights the room. I can't see the person who entered the room.

I hear the noises of the persons feeth come closer and closer to this closet. My breath hitches and I start shivering of fear. As the person comes closer to my hiding spot, the light becomes brighter and brighter.

Just as I think it's over for me, The room becomes silent and dark again, like the person disappeared in thin air. Through the crack inbetween the cabine doors I can't see anything anymore.

"What a crazy house is this?" I mutter to myself as from bellow the last stroke of the clock, which  indecates 1 Am, fades away.

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I was going to continue this story anyway, I think. I just wanted to now if it's good enough.

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xx Lisa xx