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Haunted Part 2

The horror story that no one wants to be in.

Created by Lizzy Arrow & my friend Caspian 

I stood up and walked to the kitchen, no one was there, so I stopped the running water. Immediately, all of the lights in the house went out. "Oh God," I cursed. I was trying to find my way out of the kitchen since I didn't have any flashlights and my cell phone was on the chair where I had been laying when I suddenly heard the television go on and a female voice screaming from withing. I sighed because I now had a source of light to get to my phone, but was a little worried as to why the TV came on when all the lights were out, and who put it on? Could it be my wife? All these thoughts were going through my mind while I walked into the living room, picked up my phone, and put on the torchlight while I turned off the TV. I made to go out to figure out why the lights suddenly went out when I heard a noise from the kitchen like falling plates, I went straight into the kitchen only to see all the plates on the ground, all broken into pieces. I began to curse in confusion when I heard the living room door open and close.

Now I was beginning to get scared, everything became suddenly very dark, even with the light in my hand. I could hear my heart beat very fast. "Honey?" I called walking slowly towards the living room. From the distance where I stood by the lobby, I could see a still figure sitting on the very chair where I had been laying. It seemed to be a female because of her hair; the hair was unkempt and scattered. "Honey?" I called, "is that you?" I stopped in the middle of the lobby filled with fear. Suddenly, my phone went off, now everything became totally dark, then as if in my favor, the lights in the living room came on but went off almost immediately, but what I saw shocked me and sent cold shivers running down my spine.

The still figure wasn't there anymore, and this made me shift backward a little. I began to see lightning outside like it was going to rain, then I heard my name softly behind me. "Ray!" I turned slowly to see who it was, only to see the same figure that was sitting on my chair, I could tell from the hair, but she was standing with her back towards me, and holding two kids doing the same. 

"Who... who... who are you?" I managed to find myself asking. As if to answer my question, she turned with the two kids and stared at me angrily in the eyes, as did the kids. To help me with the view, lightning came across and I could see who it was. My wife. "TESS?" I whispered scarily. But no reply came from any of the seeming monsters standing before me. They just stared angrily. Lightning struck again, then everywhere went dark and light again. They were not there anymore. This startled me and I woke up to see my wife staring at me.

"You are awake?" I could not find a word to reply her, all I could do was wonder what was really happening. Could it be that she was aware of everything? Could she be doing this by herself? If yes, why would she do such a thing? What could be the cause? What offense had I committed to deserve such torment? Could I really sleep in this house with her? I was really confused and bothered about what to do. I was left with no choice. I followed her into the bedroom still confused, we laid on the bed and before long, she fell asleep, leaving me confused and awake. I just stared at the empty roof till I fell asleep again. Not long after sleeping off, I woke up to use the toilet, I stood up and went straight to the toilet, then returned to the room but met it empty, my wife was not there anymore. But I remember no one passed because I left the toilet door open. Or was I carried away in the toilet so that I did not notice her pass? Just then, I felt something under my feet; I looked and saw I was standing on blood, I jumped back immediately. Taking a second look, I saw the blood had formed a straight stained line on the floor.

Fearfully, I followed to know where this would take me, so I followed it and got to the toilet. I became very confused, but I wasn't in the toilet long, nowhere and nothing was there, but as I raised my head I saw writing on the wall in blood. "BEHIND YOU," I turned and saw my wife, but this time, she was sobbing softly. "TE...TESS?" I called, but she gave no response. Instead, she walked away. I rushed out of the toilet but she was nowhere around anymore. All I could see was blood on the wall giving me a direction to take, I became terrified. Am I going to die? I had to summon courage and took the direction that led to my living room, as I got there, I noticed the front door close, and a figure take a left, I stood there in fear.

I was contemplating what to do when the door opened again by itself, now it dawned on me that I had to follow. I walked slowly and took the left. As I bent left, I saw the figure take another left, now I found myself walking a bit fast, but with fear, the outside was dark, but there were lights outside so I could see. I got to the end and took a left sharply but stopped in shock as I stood face to face with my wife looking angry, tears in her eyes, "Why?" She asked in tears. I couldn't find courage to say anything. Immediately, two kids emerged from behind her and stood beside her looking at me angrily. Then I heard a sound from behind me. I turned to see what that was but found nothing, then turned to see my wife, but she and the kids were gone.

I woke up with a start, but this time, I was not panting, I turned to check on my wife, but she was not on the bed. I wore a worried look on my face, where could she be? I got up and went straight to the kitchen, but no one was there, as I came out I noticed the front door was open, I walked slowly to the veranda, looked right, looked left and walked slowly to the end and took the second bend. As I got closer, I noticed a female leg on the floor. I became scared, I walked slowly to the spot only to see my wife in a pool of her own blood on the ground, lifeless. I fell down beside her, felt her but she was gone, she was very cold. I shook her, but it was too late, she was dead. Then I noticed a note on the floor. I picked up the note and read a boldly written sentence "YOUR PRICE FOR YOUR PAST." Now it dawned me, my past life came looking for me, and got me at the very weakest spot. I could not cry, I could not shout, I just stayed there sobbing softly, my own wife died because of my evil past, now I understood my dreams, she was angry, I never told her anything about my past life, I kept it a secret. I never knew that one day, she would be the one to pay for them, the kids with her in the dream, they must be my unborn kids because she was pregnant before she died. So I was even with a ghost earlier this evening. It should have been me. "WHY?"

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