Creepypastas
Now You Know #7
I just want to live a normal life again
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She wanna help? does this mean I started making friends with ghosts?, what is this so-called imaginary friend?.
No. I don't want to be crazy, realize, come on this is not real, I'm trying hard to convince myself that everything that happened is not real.
“Heii... You did it yourself”, suddenly one of my friends surprised me, I frantically replied
“tadi my leg sprained so I sit here briefly”.
It was fortunate that one of my friends came so that the figure suddenly disappeared.
“already here I help the road to the parking lot, later you come home late” and I agree because I do not want him suspicious.
On the way home, my mind was completely confused as to why the situation could be as it is now, I had to find a solution from this all I did not want to be like this I wanted to be normal like before.
Once at home my mother just asked me why I came home late, and as usual I always said if I did the task, then I rushed to the room because my thighs were very painful, and as usual I always said that I was doing the task, then I rushed to the room because my thighs were very painful, it turned out that the wound had not dried as well and began to turn blue because it was not given any medicine, then I cleaned the wound, and then I cleaned the wound, my tears flowed again as to why I could do this stupid thing and why it was so hard for me to control myself back then.
From school until night I just locked myself in the room, I went out of the room just to shower and eat, it made my mother worry more and more until she finally knocked on my door,
“you why daydreaming continues, do not dream much, let's go out so you can chat with others so as not to daydream continue”, let's go,
“malas” I answered it briefly,
“not good too think about what happens, we have to sincere”,
“iya, actually yesterday what happened to me mom? why was my body bruised?”
“kemaren that you are possessed, so you can not dream much”.
“apa?? TRANCE?”
The words kept ringing in my ears
“impossible, no may”, no,
“right, when your father died you were also possessed so you didn't see his funeral, and we were all freaking out why you were in a trance for that long, we were all worried about you when I was”
Tears were pouring down my cheeks, I could not believe all this, it was all crazy, impossible.
“and after you came to your senses, not long after that you were also possessed again, too, so when you wake up you bruised because you are not controlled and difficult to hold so as not to rampage and brontak”.
I was getting scared, scared of myself, afraid that if I had to live with this condition forever, I didn't want to want to live a normal life like a normal human being, I don't want to be in touch with those who are horrible, scary, I don't want to.
My mother tried to calm me down because at that time I was crying, after feeling a bit calm I lay down on the bed because I felt very tired, not long after that I overslept, but it was not that easy for me to be able to rest, at 2 midnight I woke up because there were two figures that disturbed my sleep, the figure of two small children who played in my room, then when I woke up they looked at me fixedly, but it made me very surprised
“what are you doing here, go!!! don't bother me, I don't want to deal with y'all”
Then the two figures brandished their hands, pale white hands, extremely pale faces, empty eyes and dripping with blood, and they were terrifying.
“kakak, please help us, please stop all this, only brother can help us”,
“no I don't want, go you guys from here don't bother me, I beg”
Then the two figures pulled me by force, all of a sudden in my room like there was a very dark tunnel, they pulled my hand forcefully there, and suddenly I was in a different place, a very strange place, a place full of darkness and harboring a dark story visible from the atmosphere of the place, the old houses that had been covered with plants and weeds, the river was dry and that was all I remembered because the place was really horrible, I don't want to remember too much about that place and now this is when I write this article and try to remember that place my body continues to shake and cold sweat continues to flow from before, I don't want to go back to that damned place.
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