Debbie's Debut

WHO: LIGA - - Krissa, Lyndz, Yam, Naomi, Debbie, Karla, Nikki, Trish
WHAT: LIGA Reunited
WHEN: April 24, 2008, 6:00-1:00 a.m.
WHERE: Mac Arthur, Palo Leyte
WHY: Debbie's 18th Birthday, we decided to surprise her. =))


It was a fun night.
Having to hang out with friends you haven't seen for a year.
At sa wakas na complete na din kami. Hehe.
I lab my highschool buddies.


*Emo mode*
♥ Yammcy

Chaptwr 10: Torn Between

School again. I choose not to wait for Harris so I went to school using my skateboard again. As I was on my way to the school’s gate, someone bumped on me. CRASH! I fell down my board.

What the hell-?

I looked up and saw the guy from yesterday.

You again?
Cassie? Sorry about that.

He helped me get up.

Really I am.
Yeah, whatever. Just look at where you’re going.

We picked our boards up and marched to our rooms.

What class are you?
I-D.
(smiled) We’ll be seeing a lot of each other, classmate.

The stern professor was already there when we entered.

Prof: Good morning Ms. Appelbaum. Oh and Mr. Mednick, it’s nice for you to join us for today.

I didn’t mind the teachers’ squabble and headed straight to my seat. That Mednick guy followed behind and sat on my left.

Classmate: Hey, I was sitting there!
Well now its mine.

I looked to my right and saw Harris glaring at me, then to the guy, and back to me again.
What’s his problem?

Chapter 9: Like an Endless Storm Chasing a Mystery

Stop following me.
Skateboarding is dangerous.
Leave me alone.

I skated much faster. I lost him. I stopped at the darkest part of the school. I still don’t want to go home. I rested my board against a tree trunk and sat on a bench.

Finally, peace and quiet. This is my world.
“Ehem…”

I turned around and saw a guy in a black outfit.

You’re in my place.
Since when is this yours? Last time I checked, this is still a democratic country.

He then sat next to me.

I like your style. What’s your name?
I don’t give names to people I don’t know.
So, it’s Cassidy?

How did he know that? My question had been answered when I turned around and saw my notebook in his hands.

Give me that!
Nice name, Cassidy.
Whatever.

I decided to leave. It’s getting late.

See you around, Cassie!

He waved me goodbye. I wonder if Harris is home. Wait, why am I thinking of him? I must be really exhausted by now.

Chapter 8: A Minute Radiance of Hope

Monday. I have no choice but to go to school. I prefer sulking in the classroom than to be stuck here with Ingrid in the house. I got on the family car. I then realize I forgot something so I went back inside. When I did return, the family car was nowhere in sight.

What the? Where’s the car?
Cassie? You’re still here? I thought you left earlier so I told Harris, then he took the family car with him. I’m sorry, hunny.
Thanks for nothing.

I found my skateboard so I jumped right in and went to school. As I proceeded inside the classroom, the professor spoke.

Prof: You’re late Miss Appelbaum.
Yeah, I know that.
Prof: Sit in front then we’ll resume our class.

I went to the back of the room and sat on the last chair.

I don’t want to seat in front, Ma’am.

The professor seemed irritated. Yet she continued her lesson. After some time, Harris showed in the classroom door.

Prof: Mr. Gelles! Where have you been? Don’t you students know the value of education?

I tapped the back of my classmate in front of me.

What’s he doing here?
Classmate: He’s our new classmate, Harris Gelles. He was introduced this morning. Then he went out and returned just now.

I turned to my right and saw Harris seating beside me. He had a strange look in his eyes.

Where have you gone to? I was looking all over for you.

What? He’s been looking for me?

Chapter 7: What's in the Name?

The guy smirked at me.

Am I funny or something?
I thought you were in a hunger strike, missy.
I want to eat, are you bothered by that? Maybe you’ve forgotten that I am the daughter of the owner of this house?
Sorry.

That shut him up. I continued my meal while looking at him. He went to get a drink. Then he made his way towards the table. He sat in front of me while I continued munching my food. He was staring at me now.

You look cute when you eat like that. You’re the only girl I’ve seen that could swallow food that much.
What? I’m hungry?

He laughed. When he did, two dimples appeared on each side of his cheek.

You’re not bad at all. What’s your name?
How could you not know?
Oh, right. Cassidy. Dyan Cassidy.
What are you still doing here? You’ll wake up everyone.
Do you want to be alone at this time of night?

I gulped. It is starting to get scary if this guy hasn’t showed up.

Wait for me. I’m almost finished.

The guy smiled the sweetest one to me.

What’s your name big guy?
Its Harris.

Chapter 6: The Great Escape

My stomach was rumbling that night. I haven’t eaten anything since this morning. I wish I ate during dinner. But, I hate facing Ingrid (I will never call her step-mom or mom for that matter) and that shirtless jerk who stole my room. I’m not also in the mood to be with my father because of my bad behavior. I know he’s angry at me but who cares anyway. My tummy rumbled again. I have to eat!

I went outside my ‘new’ room then went down the banister. It was dark and I can’t see anything in my way. I don’t want to wake anyone up by turning on the lights either. I tiptoed my way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Inside, I saw some food so I took them out and settled them in the table. I didn’t bother to heat them in the microwave for I can’t take my hunger anymore.

That Ingrid can sure cook delicious food.

I was enjoying my little meal when the kitchen lights suddenly went on. My eyes adjusted on the sudden brightness of the room. When I can see clearly, the figure of the shirtless guy stood before the kitchen door.

I thought there was someone here.

Chapter 5: .. And You Feel Like You're Being Left Behind

Full of rage, I attacked the culprit.

What do you think you’re doing?!

He was in deep slumber I guess, so I shook his broad shoulders to wake him up. Wrong move! He suddenly grasped my arm then pulled my whole body with him in the bed. I am now facing him with his leg over mine. What am I, his pillow? I was now really mad. So, I punched his face. That must’ve woken him up.

Hey! Who are you?
I think the question is who are YOU?

I made my way out of the bed. His hazel eyes revealed confusion. I stared at him hard. Perhaps my father heard the small fuss. He appeared through the room’s door. Ingrid followed after him.

Cassie!
Oh, sweetheart. I should have told you earlier.
Who is he? And what is he doing on MY room?
He is the son of my best friend. His family is living in Korea, so he would temporarily stay with us until they will come back.
And who gave you permission to do that?
I did Dyan Cassidy.

Dad is real mad now. He only calls me by my two names when he is angry. But I don’t care. I’m furious too.

What, I was gone for a week and this house turned into an orphanage?

The shirtless guy suddenly spoke.

If you really want your room, you can have it. I didn’t know it was yours.
You wrecked this place then give it back afterwards? No thanks, I don’t like the color of this room now anyways.

I can’t take being in this room anymore. I started leave.

I’ll help you bring your things to your new room, sweetheart.
Don’t tell me what to do. You’re not my mother.

Chapter 4: The Unwanted Visitor

We’re home.

I went down our car and surveyed the three-storey mansion. Nothing seems to change.

Welcome home, hunny.

Ugh, correction. Everything will be changed from now on.

Hello, Cassie. I’m glad you’re okay now.
You wanted me to die, admit it.
I would never! C’mon, I cooked breakfast.
I’m not hungry.

Actually, I could eat a mountain right now. The food at the hospital sucks. But then, I suddenly lost my appetite. I went across the porch to our living room and scurried upstairs. I went to my room. When I opened it, my eardrums almost exploded from the loud music that seemed to fill my space.

What the heck--?

My pink coated room was almost covered with posters of boy bands and rock stars. The cabinet on the corner was overflowing with GUY clothing. Everything was a mess!

In my bed, in my precious queen-sized bed, lay my culprit. A shirtless guy was snoring his way to sleep!

Chapter 3: Pieces of Dreams Have Been Shattered

I woke up to see the white-colored room and the smell of alcohol; I then realized I am in a hospital. Thoughts flooded back why I was strapped at this place right now. The doctor came and broke my notions. After checking on me, he then read one by one, the different pills I drank, the reason I’m here. I then understood that it was my 7^th day in the hospital bed because of attempted self-poisoning.

Good thing someone found you before any of those drugs took effect on your body.
Whatever.

Ugh. Why shouldn’t I have died anyway?

Ever since the death of my mother years ago, my life is meaningless. The gleeful, outgoing, and cheery Cassidy transformed into a miserable, melancholic, and depressed person. I hated everything in this world now. I even hate myself why I’m still alive. It wasn’t the first time I did those things.

Dad went to the hospital that day to take me home. Home? I don’t even have that now. A year after mom’s death, Dad met this new woman – Ingrid. They’re even planning for a wedding to be held next year. She took Dad away from me. She even lives at OUR house now. She took everything. And now, I don’t have any one. I’m all alone.

Chapter 2: The Eternal Slumber

Bright sunlight shone through my bedroom window when I opened my eyes. The sweet chirping of the birds told me that it was morning the next day.

I hurried downstairs and found Dad in the dining table having breakfast.

Good morning, Dad!
Cassie! You’re up early.
I just missed eating my breakfast beside you.
Oh did you? By the way, I have something for you, princess. Come here.
What is it?
Close your eyes first, pumpkin.

I shut them tight and when I open them a little while after, a present wrapped in silver foil with a pink ribbon on it was seen before me.

A present? For me?

I eagerly opened the small gift. A big smile was formed upon my lips when I saw what’s inside. A pink dress with a black belt just above the waistline was neatly folded in the package.

I love it Dad! Thank you!
Anything for you, hunny.
Where’s Mom? I would like to show this to her!
I think she’s outside. By the garden.

With that, I jogged to the front of the house and let my eyes scanned our garden place. There. I saw Mom by the roses.

Mom!
Sweetheart, what are you doing here this early?
Dad brought me a present! Look!
Oh, this would look great on you. It matches your hazel eyes, Cassie.
You think so, Mom?

Suddenly, Mom started sobbing.

You know I’ll always love you Cassie, and that I’ll never leave you right?
Of course, Mom. Why are you crying?
I sure wish I can see you smiling while wearing that dress. You mean so much to me. I wish I could stay with you forever.
What are you talking about Mom? Are you gonna leave me again?
Please tell Mom that you won’t hate anyone or do something that will ruin your life.
Why Mom? I don’t understand.

My head was spinning. I don’t have a single idea what my mother was talking about. She then handed me a rose.

You are as beautiful as that rose, Cassie. You, you have a wonderful life ahead of you. Keep going sweetheart. I love you.

She then embraced me as if she’s never gonna let me go. What’s going on? I remained imprisoned in my mother’s weak arm. When I look up, her eyes were close.

Mom?

Then it struck me. Her heartbeat suddenly stopped. She’s not breathing. My Mom’s not breathing!

Mom! No! You promised! You said, you said, you would never leave me! No! I don’t want to be alone again!

I can’t see clearly. Tears were blocking my eyesight as I shook my mother’s lifeless body. It’s no use I know. She would never wake up again.

Chapter 1: Are Promises Meant to be Broken?

My first love story to be blog! =D
Actually, noon ko pa to natapos, but tinatamad akong i-type sa pc. Hehe.
The inspiration of the story was the song, “Blue Sky” by Hale and rainy days.
Some titles are song lyrics too.
So here it is. Hope you like it. =P

“I hate it when it rains... just like now. It's like every drop vanishes the color my world has and in a matter of seconds, everything turns into gray...”

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Characters:

Dyan Cassidy Appelbaum
Harris Gelles
Galvin Mednick
Lewis Appelbaum
Lethia Appelbaum
Ingrid
Other Characters
Narrator/Point of view

CHAPTER 1: ARE PROMISES MEANT TO BE BROKEN?

Cassie! Cassidy!

From my room; I unexpectedly heard my Dad’s voice. Realizing this, I quickly got out of bed and ran across the hallway. At the top of the stairs, I can see my father’s sturdy figure as he stood at the foot of the banister.

Dad!

With a big grin plastered on my face, I dashed with all my might to meet my father whose embrace I longed for almost half a year. He was back! My parents are back!

Dad! You’re home at last! I’ve waited for so long, Dad!

I cuddled my father firmly. He kept me within his arms and lifted my whole body. I missed how he always did that for me.

And I missed my little princess. How had you been?
Terrible. I missed you a lot. Oh, where’s Mom?
She’s waiting for you outside.

I rushed towards our veranda and there I saw the petite frame of my mother.

Mom!

She embraced me like there was no tomorrow.

Cassidy, my child. I missed you, sweetheart.
I missed you more, Mom. What took you so long in the US? Why arrive just now?
I-it’s was business, Cassie. I’m sorry. From now on, I’ll spend every single day with you.

Mom gave me a weak smile. Her ocean-blue eyes looked like its hiding something from me.

That would be great! Promise me you won’t leave me again, Mama?
Promise.

Later that night, when everyone else in the house was sleeping…

What now, Lewis? The doctor said my illness couldn’t be treated by anyone. We went everywhere in the world! I’m afraid of leaving Cassie. She’s so young. Just so young.
We tried everything, Lethia. Everything.

Barkada Trips.

1. Movie Marathons

WHERE: Tere, Tam2x, Candy, Dane’s House

This was the 1^st barkada trip ever since we got together. It was always on Tere’s house because it was the nearest one at school, although the very 1^st movie marathon was held on Dane2x’s house.

2. Food trip

WHERE: Mcdo, Jollibee, Elena’s, Janikka Foodspot, Fahrenheit, Quarterhouse, Andoks, Cindy’s, Kitchenitos, Shakey’s, Alexis Pizzeria, Tita Del’s Kitchen, Bestfriend’s Place, Mister Donut, Dunkin Dount etc.

The original plan was to eat in every foodspot but we failed. =)
We’ve been through it all, from eating to just bread in Elena’s to eating the whole Mega Meals in Jollibee.

3. Playing Counter strike

WHERE: Netopia, Headquarters, C4

Wahaha. We do computer games too. We spent at least 3-4 hours just playing the new found hobby.

4. Beach/Pool Party

WHERE: Baluarte Pool, Sahara Beach Resort

Next level na to. We plan for everything. It was exciting, but hindi pa na complete yung whole barkada sa mga outing na yun.

5. Tambay

WHERE: Tere or Daddy Xan’s house

Of course boarding house was the ultimate option (Tere’s house) yet the balcony in the uppermost part of Daddy Xan’s house and playing drums was a big YEY. We do nothing but share endless stories or study for that physics exam.

Chorvalicious.

Here’s my awesome group of friends.
College was a bit tough but I survived it with them by my side.
I want you to meet them. :)

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Candy Mae a.k.a. Cane-deh Maye/ Dulce

- walking chemistry equation, physics principle, zoology book

- friendster addictus

- it’s okay to be afraid

Christian Dominic a.k.a. Daddy Xan

- self proclaimed artist

- classic lover

- “backride”-er

Danielle Marie a.k.a. Dane2x

- banker

- whitwhew!

- Tends to be very affecionate

Farah Theresa a.k.a. Tere

- childish one

- Tere’s house = boarding house

- All time fave quote to her: “Get over him” or “Huwag ka nalang mag shift”

Katherine May a.k.a. Yam2x/Yammcy

- fond of recording data

- emo-ish but kikay

- very2x terrible in Math

Rodolph Jr. a.k.a. Wodzi

- group’s talented dancer

- FUN-carrier

- Terror-terrosist

Sarah Luna a.k.a. Sarah Luna

- ‘mother’

- Ice cream manager

- adviser

Zarrah Rose a.k.a. Tam2x

- group’s manager

- frank, straightforward

- counter terrorist mastermind

Message after the story

Ayun na, natapos na yung first story ever blogged kuh. Hehe. =D
Dami inspiration nyan. Hahaha.

I'll be posting yung iba pa soon.

I'm missing everybutty na. Hehe. Summer is here, and I'm bored to death.
I'm updating my nothing book, napagod lang aku sa kasusulat.

This day, I'm supposed to go to school, but, wala ako sa mood.
May mood pla yun? Hehe.

Anyway, I think I'll end this post na.

Love me,
Yammcy. ♥

Chapter 9: The Big Surprise

Finally. My first horror story reached its end. Made a little twist.
Just remember, happy endings don't mix well with horror.:)

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Chapter 9- The Big Surprise

The next day, at school.

“Hey guys!” Keely waved to her friends. She joined them in their group table at the cafeteria. Next to Fen’s house, the school canteen was their second favorite place to hang-out.

“Hi Keely!” Zea waved. “We were just talking about our experience in the haunted mansion.”

Keely sat down. “Oh yeah. Exciting, was it?”

“Yeah! And we finally won the issue that there are no ghosts.” Zea grinned. “We did not saw anything in the Mort’s manor.”

“Okay, okay.” Scarlet surrendered. “You won, that’s why I’m treating you guys with ice cream later.”

“Yey, ice cream!” Fenella cheered. “What a thrilling adventure. Except for the part where I bruised my ankle.”

“How is it now?” Scarlet asked.

“It’s fine. I can walk by myself.”

“And too bad we forgot to bring the diary with us.” Darcie said glumly.

Cleo nodded in agreement. “Yup, no one believes we knew what truly happened to the Mort family.”

“Yeah.” Scarlet drank her iced tea. “I can’t even believe what we went through.”

“I was really terrified when we learned we’re going nowhere inside the house.” Fenella reacted. “To think that we can’t get out of it gives me goose bumps.”

“Yeah. Cleo was always a genius.” Zea praised.

Cleo smiled. “No need to thank me.”

“Wow, you guys seemed to have a nice adventure inside the house. Too bad I couldn’t make it that night.” Keely miserably said.

Zea faced her. She looked confused. “What do you mean you did not make it?”

Now it was Keely’s turn to be confused. “Didn’t you guys receive a text message?”

“What message?” Even Darcie was stunned.

Keely eyed all of them. “Well, that evening before our meeting time, something came up. My parents are going out of town and they asked me to baby-sit my cousin for the night. As much as I wanted to come, my parents wouldn’t let me. I can’t leave the baby all alone so I asked my mom to text you, Zea that I couldn’t come with you guys. I guess she forgot to do that. I’m sorry. Why are you all surprised?”

“If you did not come that night,” Fenella thought. “Then who was with us the whole time?”

“Huh, why?” Keely was puzzled. “What happened?”

“B-but when we met at the old willow tree there was six of us!” Scarlet said in bewilderment.

“You were there, Keely!” Zea cried out. “You were even with us inside the house!”

“This is not funny, Keely. If you thought you could get even with us because of what we did to you in the mansion-“ Darcie shrieked.

Keely was still baffled. “Hey, I wish I was joking, but I’m not. I really did not make it.”

“We met at the old willow tree, right?” Cleo analyzed. “And that’s where Kameko died.”

“So…” Fenella whispered. “The girl who was with us inside the mansion the whole time wasn’t Keely…”

Zea’s heart was beating fast. She knew that night something was wrong. And she found her answer. “…but Kameko, herself!”

-END-

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Hime.♥

Chapter 8: The Secret Passage

Chapter 8- The Secret Passage

“Oh my god.” Cleo mumbled.

“S-she killed Galton.” Zea breathed. “She killed her own father!”

Everyone was silent. They couldn’t believe what they had read.

“G-guys. Do you know what day is today?” Scarlet suddenly queered.

Darcie looked at her watch. It was fifteen minutes past twelve. “November 30^th!”

“It’s Kameko and her dad’s death anniversary!” Cleo hissed.

Fenella dropped the diary as if it was something terrifying. She backed off a few steps.

“We better get out of here now.” Fenella gulped. “I don’t like the idea of being in this house the day of the owner’s death anniversary.”

Scarlet nodded. “Yeah, I so much agree with you.”

They marched out of the room and went down the stairs. Thunder then boomed across the sky. A flash of lightning followed after. The flashlight that they carried suddenly went off.

“What happened?” Fenella asked.

“The batteries died down!” Zea panicked.

“Darcie, stop putting your cold hand around my arm!” Cleo grumpily said.

“I’m not.” Darcie answered.

“Then, who-?”

Another thunder made their heart jump. They screamed and ran through the house. Rain started pouring heavily outside.

Fenella tripped off. She fell hard on the linoleum floors.

“Fen!” Zea called. She approached her. “Are you okay?”

“Oww. My ankle hurts.” Fenella massaged her swollen foot.

“It looks bad.” Scarlet remarked.

“Can you walk?” Cleo asked.

“I-I don’t think so.” Fenella replied.

“C’mon. I’ll carry you.” Zea offered.

“I’ll lead the way.” Darcie said.

They walked through the dark house, the only light illuminated from the piece of candle that Cleo found.

“Wait, wait, wait. This room looked familiar.” Zea uttered. “Hey, this is the top floor! See, that’s Kameko’s portrait!”

“That means we are going on circles!” Cleo concluded.

“Oh my god. This can’t be happening.” Darcie said under her breath.

“What if we can’t get out of this place?” Scarlet speculated.

“Don’t say that. We’re all going home.” Zea assured her buddy. The problem is, how?

“I think I can remember where we went through, but, there had been a large hole in it. We couldn’t get back.” Cleo explained. “ How about your path, Zea?”

Zea thought hard. “I was not paying any attention to where we were going. I didn’t expect the mansion to be this big.”

“Well, we have to find a way out by ourselves.” Darcie presumed. “Even if it’ll take us forever.”

Fen embraced her friends. “We can do this. Let’s not panic, okay? Deep breath. C’mon. Let’s go get out of this house.”

The others nodded.

“Wait, Fen. Can you still remember where you stumbled?” Cleo asked.

“Yeah, I think so. Why?”

“Take us there.”

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“This is the exact spot.” Fenella pointed to the loose floor.

Cleo examined it under the small light from a candle.

“Just as I thought.” Cleo snapped her fingers. “Look, an opening!”

They squinted through the unfastened board. There was indeed a narrow path underneath it. They eyed each other.

“Want to take the chance?” Zea was uncertain.

Scarlet sighed. “We don’t have any way.”

Slowly, one by one, they went down a series of stairs. They searched the somewhat underground passage of Mort’s mansion for any sign of an exit. They reached the end and found a hole big enough for them to go through. They rushed happily outside. They danced with joy and rapture. They didn’t care even if it was raining very hard. All that matters is that they got out of the haunted mansion safe.

Chapter 7: The Lost Diary

Chapter 7- The Lost Diary

“I believe we are on Kameko’s room now.” Fen changed the topic.

Darcie examined the big room. “Nice place she got here.”

They looked through the room. It was outdated and a little archaic. The once pink lacy curtains turned dirty and some parts are ripped. The paint on the wall seemed to fade. There was a big family portrait at the center. Fen came closer and let her fingers run through the old thing.

It showed Galton with the same grim expression as he stood proud with a cigarette on his hand. To his left was his wife, Margaret, her brown curly chin length hair neatly combed in place. She looked dazzling in her sparkly red dress that cascaded on the floor. Her face registered a tender smile. Seated at the center was none other than Kameko, her elegant black dress complimented well with her pale skin. Her straight black hair was pulled up into a ponytail.

“That’s odd. There’s an opening at the back of this.” Fenella noticed.

Darcie turned to see. Fen was right. She reached for the painting and opened it. It showed a secret compartment. “It’s a vault!”

“Oh my god. I have never seen this before.” Scarlet gasped.

“What do you think is the combination?” Zea gushed with excitement.

Cleo snapped her fingers. “Why don’t we try 113097?”

Darcie followed by putting her fingers on the wheel and turning it on the number. Click! The dial opened!

“How did you know that?” Fenella wondered.

“Well, I thought of the date when Kameko died. November 30, 1997.” Cleo explained proudly.

“Look, I think I found something!” Darcie explained. She reached over and found a box. She opened it and spilled the contents in the floor. Diamond rings, gold watches, and silver earrings sparkled through the carpeted floor.

“Wow. Look at all these treasures!” Darcie exclaimed.

“Do not touch it Darcie! It’s not yours!” Scarlet ordered.

Fenella peered through the vault again. “Hey guys! I found a diary! I think its Kameko’s!” She took it out from the vault and they settled on the shabby bed. “Listen.” she then started reading.

November 28, 1997

I can’t wait for this day to end. The day after tomorrow, Patrick and I shall live our life full of love and happiness. But, something was wrong. I think my father doesn’t like him. If he did something against us I will KILL him.

November 29, 1997

He thought I didn’t know. But too bad I did. Mom told me. Tonight, something in this house will change my life.

November 30, 1997

The plan was carried on. I waited for Patrick to come. But I knew he wasn’t coming. I smiled. But Dad didn’t. He approached me and told me Patrick doesn’t love me. I called him a liar. He screamed at me and told me to stop being such a stubborn child. That was the time I showed him the knife on my hand. He was stunned and backed off. I took a step and another. He was cornered on the old willow tree. There was nowhere to run. I smirked. He then told me the truth. He said he tricked Patrick and he went far, far away. Where? He did not know. My grin grew wider. “I know, Dad.” I told him. He apologized. Too late for that now. Filled with anger and grief I stabbed the knife into my father’s chest. Then another. He was struggling but he didn’t expect this to happen. He was gasping for help, but I just stood there, laughing. He died right then. I buried his body and hid it by the tree. After writing this I shall kill myself on that tree again. And as for this diary, I will hide it so that no one shall know what really happened on the night of November 30^th.

Chapter 6: The Portrait

Chapter 6- The Portrait

“Did you see that?” Fenella cried.

“See what?” Zea asked.

“I think someone’s following us.” Fen whispered.

“That’s ridiculous. Were alone this building.” Zea said.

Zea turned around. She sensed something was wrong. Something’s definitely not right. Yet, she couldn’t put her finger on it. She heaved a sigh. “Let’s continue. Darcie and the others may have reached the top floor by now.”

Cold wind blew upon an opened window. The hairs at the back of their necks tingled. It felt as if someone was watching their every move. Someone who can’t be seen by their naked eyes.

Zea turned into an intersection and climbed the winding stairs. At the foot of it, there was a wall and a big wooden door. On the wall rests a portrait. Although dim, she can clearly make out the hand-painted picture in the canvass. It was a girl with ebony black hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She had a creamy complexion and hazel brown eyes that seemed to sparkle. Her thin red lips curled into a tiny smile.

“She’s pretty.” Fenella observed. “She must be Kameko right?”

“This picture gives me the creeps.” Zea commented.

Fenella edged closer. “She looks a bit like you, Keely, don’t you think? Same eyes and almost the same hair.”

“C’mon guys! Let’s go inside.” Zea headed towards the door. She opened it and a blood curdling scream escaped from her mouth.

“What--?” They rushed to their friend and their eyes went wide to what they saw. A girl was hanging on the ceiling, her head tilted in an awful angle. Traces of bright red blood were found in her white dress and in her face too. Her mouth was opened in an anguished cry. Her body swung back and forth. It made a sound. Creak. Creak. Creak.

“Aahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!”

Then they heard boom of laughter. They saw Scarlet coming out of a cabinet. Cleo went out of her hiding place too.

“You should’ve seen your faces!”

“You looked really afraid!”

“Boo!” Darcie showed on their back. “Surprise!” Then she chuckled.

“Y-you scared us!” Fenella managed to speak.

Zea was catching her breath. Her heart was beating fast. “That wasn’t funny. At all.”

“C’mon, it’s just a doll on a long dress. Can’t you guys take a laugh?” Scarlet giggled.

“It’s not funny when you’re on our part.” Fenella spoke. “And you shouldn’t have touched the things that are not yours.”

“We’re sorry okay.” Cleo apologized. “We didn’t mean it.”

Zea inspected the creature that seemed to be alive a few seconds ago. “ It really looked so real.”