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The day my dad died
A short story base on real life

It was at dark stormy night alone in the haunted house in Beverly hills which my parents bought before the divorce.As I was about to fell asleep I started hearing a tapping on the window,I jump up with such scare on my face and check it out but I didn't saw anyone so I went back to bed to try get some sleep but I heard the same tapping on the window,I kissed my teeth and close to eyes but then it got louder and louder,I jump up with such fear on my face and didn't knew what it was so I called out for my mom (repeatly) but she never showed up so I started to get worried so I went to her room and what I've seen was so horrible.My mom body was floating in the air while she keep speaking in tongues,I couldn't understand what she was saying but I was really scary so I rush to my room to find the bible to read a pslms and pray for her but she kept speaking in tongues then she turn and look at me and her eyes are black as the dark and her face wasn't human like so I scream and ran out the house.The lighten was flashing and rumbling while the rain started fallen harder and harder but it didn't stop me from running through the rain to get to the church and get the postor because what happen back home is a possession and it need to be stop.
Good bye daddy, We miss you so much.
© Annastacia smith