Ch 6

...the door squeaked slowly but simultaneously. You stood there–helpless, feeling death without actaully dying. You looked back, at him, with tears in your read eyes.

He then slowly slided towards the cupboard which was by his side and curled into a small yet comparatively big cushion.

You looked back and glued your wet gaze at the semi-opened door.

You could hear nothing except for the growling clouds. You could feel nothing except for the feeling of death. You could see nothing except for the dark figure in front of you. You could feel death lurking in front of your eyes and your heart was losing every hope of living any further.

"Mom, dad.. I've missed you. Please wait for me. I'm coming there." — was all you could think.

Suddenly, you saw that figure raising its hand and bringing it towards you.

Your soul almost flew away, but suddenly you realised that you have to keep your promise you made to your parents.

As soon as it touched your shoulder, your hand got up like a gun shot and pushing it further intensely, you screamed and begged.

"AHHHH!!!!!!!! PLEASE DON'T DO ANYTHING TO ME! I NEVER RUINED YOUR 'ANYTHING'!! I SWEAR I NEVER DID THAT!! IF BY MISTAKE YOU EVER WERE ANNOYED AT ME, JUST FORGIVE ME!! I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU!!! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!! I SWEAR I'LL HELP Y-"

But, You were cut off by a line...