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My parents never allowed us to lock our bedroom doors. They always said, “ What if something happened and we can’t get in?” One night those words were put to the test. My little brother was being his typical annoying self. He was at my bedroom door harassing me to no end. Screaming, “Get out!” I threw a stuffed animal at him, ran to the door, slammed it shut and locked it. An hour later tired with scrap booking and forgetting about the lock I tuned out my light and went to sleep. A loud thump, thud awakened me out of the dead of my sleep. I opened my eyes to darkness. My eyes slowly scanned around the dark bedroom when they stopped. There at the closet that’s next to the bedroom door I see bright white smoke like figures. Thinking, “ My eyes aren’t focused.” I rub my eyes and look clearly to see three bright, white figures floating around in circles outside the top of my closet doors.
Absolutely terrified My voice sounded out as if our house was on fire. “Dad!” I shrieked, My bitter fear spilled across my tongue as the name came pouring out of my mouth. At that very moment the three ghost like figures stopped floating in circles and one just one slowly turned it’s face to look at mine. As I felt the hairs on my neck and arms stand up I franticly cried out again, “Mom, Dad!” The beings mouth opened as if to say, Ohhhhh. It imprinted forever in my mind the distinct creases in it’s face. . |
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