Study room

They open it, they saw wind spreaded papers all across the room as the window was broken, other the blowing wind from outside they did find anything suspicious. Suddenly the lantern stopped working so they decided to go back. They couldn't find the rosary so the they left the door just closed.

Next day morning, when my mom went to see Mrs. Martha she saw the rosary outside. She ran upstairs and saw no rosary on the knob. Which made her suspicious of dad.

"Paul, did you go to study room yesterday?" she rushed to dad.

"yeah!" he claimed.

"Paul, why can't you understand! You have been ignoring everything! We lost already two, I don't want anymore death in this family" mom yelled at dad.

"The problem in this house is your superstition, Ruth".

They kept on blame each other for what happened, but each time they argue I felt this guilt in me. The guilt grew more and more as days goes by. Later my mom took me along with her to the church to see Father Benadict. My mom asked me to sit and pray in the church then she left to see The priest. She came after a long time, I saw her eyes were red, I was sure someone was going but nobody told me anything. But I knew there was something serious going on. Then the priest prayed and applied holy oil on my head and said "I hope this will keep you safe till he comes, today and tomorrow you have to survive if things go out of control get out the bungalow". Walking back to home, I asked her "who is coming mom?" but she didn't replied, it's seems like she was in deep thought.

When we reached home we saw police officers, they were called by my dad. My dad looks like a madman after Sam's death. Police couldn't find any lead so they left after a search

"Paul what are you doing?" my mom questioned dad.

"cant you see, I'm finding what happened to Sam, unlike your stupid excuses".

My mom didn't had anymore strength to fight him, so she left to her room.

I went straight to see grandma, she was picking up the beads, beads from her broken rosary. She put the broken beads under her pillow. The day went by and today also my mom slept in my room. I was not used to this but I know that she was going through lot of pain so I didn't tell her anything.

Next day morning mom and I prepared the breakfast. After Sam's incident Mrs. Martha was mentally weak. She kept on

telling strange things. She was afraid to come out her quarters.

So mom and I were the ones who were responsible for house chores.

Dad and Mathew was already at the dining table. Mom asked me to call grandma for breakfast. I open grandma's bedroom. She was still asleep. "granny, wake up" I said but there was no response so I went pulled the blanket from her face. I was terrified at the sight of her, I scared loud. He faces was stamped by the beads from her broken rosary, they were everywhere even in her eyes. My parents and brother rushed in, they were too horrified.

What's happening here one after another....