This is just a short story I made... I got it from a dream
This isn't right, Reesha thought quietly.
She rubbed her eyes and saw that she wasn't in her own house but in a strange, empty and quiet house that wasn't even properly lighted. There were just some old, dirty lamps on the walls, but that was it.
Reesha stood up and looked around. The floors were stone gray, and the furniture seemed dusty and cold. The world outside the window was dark and unfriendly and the very sight of it made sent shivers up Reesha's spine.
Suddenly, she heard crying.
The Hall of Mirrors
Chapter One
Chapter One
This isn't right, Reesha thought quietly.
She rubbed her eyes and saw that she wasn't in her own house but in a strange, empty and quiet house that wasn't even properly lighted. There were just some old, dirty lamps on the walls, but that was it.
Reesha stood up and looked around. The floors were stone gray, and the furniture seemed dusty and cold. The world outside the window was dark and unfriendly and the very sight of it made sent shivers up Reesha's spine.
Suddenly, she heard crying.
A child's crying
Oh no, thought Reesha, not this place again!
But Reesha found herself walking up the old and creaking stairs, and found herself in a strange dark hallway.
Most of the lamps were just in the main hall, and the rest of the house was consumed by dark.
Or that was what Reesha thought. She never explored the house properly.
The child's quiet sobs grew louder as Reesha took a step closer to the door at the end of the hallway, and the noise made Reesha's insides turn to ice.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" She called out.
No one answered, just more sobs.
Even though Reesha didnt want to open the door with all of her heart, she couldn't stop herself. Reesha twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.
It was an grand room with nice expensive antique furniture that looked like they came from the Victorian era. It was lighted by a couple of lamps at each corner of the room. Reesha felt the red carpet, which was covered with dust.
In the middle of the carpet sat a small child. The child was a small boy with scraggly brown hair and pale skin, like the boy never saw sunlight before.
This is different... thought Reesha to herself. Last time was a different child! A girl!
However, the same words came from her mouth:
"Hello... What are you doing here, kid?"
Reesha took a step forward, although her heart thumped wildly inside her rib cage as if she was walking towards a lion that was starving.
The little boy kept crying and wiping his eyes. Reesha couldnt see his face, but she could see that his clothes were very old fashioned...
"I-I promised I w-was good!" The boy suddenly wailed. "D-Don't hurt me!" He curled up into a ball and cried harder. Reesha felt a surge of pity for the child.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Another deadly step closer.
"He hurt me.... He h-hurt me and m-my friend...." The boy's sobs slowly quieted down, and Reesha felt really nervous.
"Who did?" She asked. "Who is hurting you?"
"I-, i-it's him...... The m-...." The boy began to tremble like Reesha was going to hurt him.
Why are you afraid? Reesha thought. What on earth is this place? And why am I always here every night?
Endless questions.......
"Its the m-master of th-this mansion... He- he makes sure that me and my friend h-hurt every n-night...." The boy rocked slowly back and forth.
"Master? What does he do to you? Please tell me!" Reesha knelt down in front of the boy, looking calm on the outside but scared like hell on the inside.
Suddenly, the boy said, "Find what's left of me, Miss... Find what's left inside of my friend too..."
He very gently took his hands away from his face that made Reesha jump back and total horror. It was so grotesque and frightening that Reesha couldn't even scream.
The boy's flesh fell away from his face, leaving a white skeleton looking at Reesha. The eyes were just empty sockets of an uncomforted despair.
"HELP ME! HELP ME LEAVE! I DONT WANT TO STAY HERE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!"
Reesha felt herself drop on the floor as she felt the boy's skeleton hands on her neck, applying too much pressure on Reesha's throat and cutting off her flow of oxygen. It was like the boy wanted to kill her.
Trying her best, Reesha let out a scream. But it wasn't heard by anyone....
No, no...................
With a gasp, Reesha found herself back in her bed, safe at home.
"Where the hell do I keep going to at night?" She whispered, as cold sweat poured down her forehead and her chest heaved from the nightmare.
So what do you think?
But Reesha found herself walking up the old and creaking stairs, and found herself in a strange dark hallway.
Most of the lamps were just in the main hall, and the rest of the house was consumed by dark.
Or that was what Reesha thought. She never explored the house properly.
The child's quiet sobs grew louder as Reesha took a step closer to the door at the end of the hallway, and the noise made Reesha's insides turn to ice.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" She called out.
No one answered, just more sobs.
Even though Reesha didnt want to open the door with all of her heart, she couldn't stop herself. Reesha twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.
It was an grand room with nice expensive antique furniture that looked like they came from the Victorian era. It was lighted by a couple of lamps at each corner of the room. Reesha felt the red carpet, which was covered with dust.
In the middle of the carpet sat a small child. The child was a small boy with scraggly brown hair and pale skin, like the boy never saw sunlight before.
This is different... thought Reesha to herself. Last time was a different child! A girl!
However, the same words came from her mouth:
"Hello... What are you doing here, kid?"
Reesha took a step forward, although her heart thumped wildly inside her rib cage as if she was walking towards a lion that was starving.
The little boy kept crying and wiping his eyes. Reesha couldnt see his face, but she could see that his clothes were very old fashioned...
"I-I promised I w-was good!" The boy suddenly wailed. "D-Don't hurt me!" He curled up into a ball and cried harder. Reesha felt a surge of pity for the child.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Another deadly step closer.
"He hurt me.... He h-hurt me and m-my friend...." The boy's sobs slowly quieted down, and Reesha felt really nervous.
"Who did?" She asked. "Who is hurting you?"
"I-, i-it's him...... The m-...." The boy began to tremble like Reesha was going to hurt him.
Why are you afraid? Reesha thought. What on earth is this place? And why am I always here every night?
Endless questions.......
"Its the m-master of th-this mansion... He- he makes sure that me and my friend h-hurt every n-night...." The boy rocked slowly back and forth.
"Master? What does he do to you? Please tell me!" Reesha knelt down in front of the boy, looking calm on the outside but scared like hell on the inside.
Suddenly, the boy said, "Find what's left of me, Miss... Find what's left inside of my friend too..."
He very gently took his hands away from his face that made Reesha jump back and total horror. It was so grotesque and frightening that Reesha couldn't even scream.
The boy's flesh fell away from his face, leaving a white skeleton looking at Reesha. The eyes were just empty sockets of an uncomforted despair.
"HELP ME! HELP ME LEAVE! I DONT WANT TO STAY HERE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!"
Reesha felt herself drop on the floor as she felt the boy's skeleton hands on her neck, applying too much pressure on Reesha's throat and cutting off her flow of oxygen. It was like the boy wanted to kill her.
Trying her best, Reesha let out a scream. But it wasn't heard by anyone....
No, no...................
With a gasp, Reesha found herself back in her bed, safe at home.
"Where the hell do I keep going to at night?" She whispered, as cold sweat poured down her forehead and her chest heaved from the nightmare.
So what do you think?