4. Blueberry Pie

"Oh my goodness! You have grown a lot since we last met." I looked back at aunt and grinned. I helped my father to load bags from the car to the house. The house hadn't changed a lot since our last visit. Even the aroma inside the house was familiar. Everything inside the house reminded me of our old days. How I used to hide behind the door. The candle-stand reminded me of the ghost games we used to play at night. The sweet days I spent here floated inside my head as a long chain of unending memories.

After finishing all the work we finally settled into the living room. "You must be really hungry kids. Guess what Auntie has made for you?", my Aunt asked us in her sweet voice. "Blueberry pie!", both me and john screamed at the top of our lungs in excitement.

We really loved the blueberry pie she made. It was such a finger-licking delicacy. It seemed even more yummy after such a long journey. Now finally, it was the time to unpack the things. I started to unpack with John as we both had to share a room together. He was such an annoying brat.

I took out my clothes, arranged them in a neat pile and placed them in the cupboard. Then I unpacked my shoes and other stuff. After I was finished setting up the room, I went outside. It was so overwhelming to breath fresh air after such a long time! I was enjoying the beautiful sunset but I froze in horror when I felt an icy touch on my neck. Who could it possibly be?