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Open The Door
I stare at my front door bewildered when the knocks were growing louder with a familiar voice.
"Open the door! Hurry up! A strange person is stalking me!".
It was midnight. The rain was pouring heavily along with loud thunderstorms.
I gulp still gawping at the brown wooden door. I knew the voice. It was like hers. Mikayla, my roommate.
She walked out just a few hours ago telling me that she was going to meet her boyfriend James, and would be staying up there tonight as well she would be back in the morning.
But I wonder what just happened to make her come back so earlier.
Did she and James end up in a fight?
Or did she forget to take something with her?
I wanted to open the door but the different forms of loud bangs made me wonder was it certainly her?
She never banged on the door so wilder ever before. Mikayla used to ring the bell once or twice and wait for me to get her.
But, today it was different. She didn't hit the bell or wait patiently for me to get her. Every loud bang startled me. It was like she wanted to break through the door.
" Open the door!"She screams again while the sound of the rain increased. "Hurry up!".
A tiny bit of panic urges within me and I stand my feet grown roots to the spot.
Should I open the door?
What if it was her and she wanted to come in urgently?
Too many troubling thoughts whirled around in my brain.
The sudden ring tone of my phone blasts in the quiet surrounding making me jump frightened.
The screen flashed Mikayla's name. Without further consideration, I pick up the call.
"It's not me! Don't open the door! Don't open the door!"
"What?" the words automatically flow out of my mouth in utter shock."Wh - what are you saying?, Mikay - Mikayla!?, Mikayla!?".
There is a scream on the phone and a different noise before the call ends. The slams on the door get harder and I stare afraid.
"ARE YOU GOING TO OPEN THE DOOR!," the voice shouted in a double tone. It was scary and rough. A male tone mixed with a female. It was evil.
"OPEN THE DOOR OR ELSE I will break in.." the last three words were in a whisper which sent a chill down my spine.
Now I knew it was not Mikayla. It was not her at all. But, what happened to her?
I don't know.
Then who is banging on my door?
I don't know that too.
What should I do now?
All I knew was right now I will have to run for my life and hide somewhere!.
It might be a serial killer or maybe anything dangerous.
I have never heard an awful terrifying voice like that ever before.
Panic starts along with overwhelming fear.
"It's not me! Don't open the door! Don't open the door!"
Mikayla's words come back into my ears like she was whispering the words standing right behind me
If it was not her then who was it or what was it?
I glance back at the door. This time the bangs had vanished and the surrounding was very quiet.
Then at once and suddenly the voice screams.
"OPEN THE DOOR!".
It makes some different noises like some creatures shouting together.
I don't know what the hell was behind the door. But, my fear was on top of the core and all that was in my mind right now was to run.
I drive into my room and close the door shut.
Panicking and trembling hands fumble with my phone searching for any of my friend's numbers to call for help.
Beep beep beep
The phone battery charge is low.
I hunch my shoulders with wide eyes, my muscles tense.
What will I do now?
As I stare at my phone the screen goes black and shuts down.
I could hear the bangs again.
Charge I can charge my phone. Everything goes dark when I take a step forward toward the side table of my bed. Quickly I open the drawer where I knew there was a torch and flick it on.
Scared to death I throw my phone over the bed and open my laptop and kneel against the bed.
My jaws drop with a flip in my stomach when my eye notices the message from James sent earlier.
Where is Mikayla?
Why didn't she come to meet me?
What's wrong with her?
Is she sick?
The hard thumps were quiet and the hushed atmosphere sent chills down my spine.
I scroll down and notice I have got an unknown message , I open up and read.
My blood turns cold and my heart stops it's beating for a moment when I read the words.
Mikayla met with an accident and she is dead on spot.
I blink harder trying to focus and make sure what I read was for real.
Something was terribly wrong.
Is Mikayla dead?
How could that be?
Frightening thoughts kept tugging at my mind.
What was happening around me?
I froze when I hear a voice whispering behind my room door.
I hold my breath with increased fear and sweat.
I lit my torch up toward the door and notice
the handle slowly turning.
It was here!
It had come in!
Shaking with panic I move the torch around the room searching for a hiding place. I decide to hide under the bed and slip as soon as the door clicks and sways open.
I try to breathe softly as I could. I did not want it to hear me. My body was shivering. I could not control myself.
From under the bed, I could see a pair of muddy boots walk into the room.
I felt my stomach heavy. I took a deep breath and waited for it.
" I told you I would break in," a familiar shrilling voice speaks. "Come out and greet me!"
"Here kitty kitty!".
My heart tried to jump out of my rib cage, my body shivered, and I felt dizzy.
" Come here kitty kitty!"
I watch the boots disappear from the room.
"I KNOW you are IN HERE!" the voice uttered a shrill cry looking directly under the bed facing me.
My breath caught in my throat with an open mouth I gap at her in shock.
It was her after all. Mikayla. Her streaky blonde hair was drenched and her clothes were soaked in mud and blood.
My stomach lurched, heart pounding. Goose bumps pricked through my body.
"Noooooooo!" I yell when she pulls me out from under the bed.
Her eyes bulged out of their sockets. She smelled sour and rotten. Her flesh sticking out from both her cheeks and a part of her skeleton was visible on her left.
She didn't blink as she gazed at me. Probably lot one of her eyelids on the right eye.
"You thought you can hide from me?" Her voice was different to identify between a male and a female.
"I -uh " I find it hard to talk.
In front of me was an angry dead Mikayla half-rotten and creepy to death.
Her long nails pierced through my skin as she squeezed my neck. I choked. It was difficult for me to breathe.
"Did you think you can live after eliminating my car break?"
I stare in shock.
"I killed James and now it's you!" she digs her nails into my flesh suffocating me. "I knew long ago that you and James were cheating behind my back!"
When the last piece of her nails dug into my vocal cord everything goes dark.
© Hazma Razak
"Open the door! Hurry up! A strange person is stalking me!".
It was midnight. The rain was pouring heavily along with loud thunderstorms.
I gulp still gawping at the brown wooden door. I knew the voice. It was like hers. Mikayla, my roommate.
She walked out just a few hours ago telling me that she was going to meet her boyfriend James, and would be staying up there tonight as well she would be back in the morning.
But I wonder what just happened to make her come back so earlier.
Did she and James end up in a fight?
Or did she forget to take something with her?
I wanted to open the door but the different forms of loud bangs made me wonder was it certainly her?
She never banged on the door so wilder ever before. Mikayla used to ring the bell once or twice and wait for me to get her.
But, today it was different. She didn't hit the bell or wait patiently for me to get her. Every loud bang startled me. It was like she wanted to break through the door.
" Open the door!"She screams again while the sound of the rain increased. "Hurry up!".
A tiny bit of panic urges within me and I stand my feet grown roots to the spot.
Should I open the door?
What if it was her and she wanted to come in urgently?
Too many troubling thoughts whirled around in my brain.
The sudden ring tone of my phone blasts in the quiet surrounding making me jump frightened.
The screen flashed Mikayla's name. Without further consideration, I pick up the call.
"It's not me! Don't open the door! Don't open the door!"
"What?" the words automatically flow out of my mouth in utter shock."Wh - what are you saying?, Mikay - Mikayla!?, Mikayla!?".
There is a scream on the phone and a different noise before the call ends. The slams on the door get harder and I stare afraid.
"ARE YOU GOING TO OPEN THE DOOR!," the voice shouted in a double tone. It was scary and rough. A male tone mixed with a female. It was evil.
"OPEN THE DOOR OR ELSE I will break in.." the last three words were in a whisper which sent a chill down my spine.
Now I knew it was not Mikayla. It was not her at all. But, what happened to her?
I don't know.
Then who is banging on my door?
I don't know that too.
What should I do now?
All I knew was right now I will have to run for my life and hide somewhere!.
It might be a serial killer or maybe anything dangerous.
I have never heard an awful terrifying voice like that ever before.
Panic starts along with overwhelming fear.
"It's not me! Don't open the door! Don't open the door!"
Mikayla's words come back into my ears like she was whispering the words standing right behind me
If it was not her then who was it or what was it?
I glance back at the door. This time the bangs had vanished and the surrounding was very quiet.
Then at once and suddenly the voice screams.
"OPEN THE DOOR!".
It makes some different noises like some creatures shouting together.
I don't know what the hell was behind the door. But, my fear was on top of the core and all that was in my mind right now was to run.
I drive into my room and close the door shut.
Panicking and trembling hands fumble with my phone searching for any of my friend's numbers to call for help.
Beep beep beep
The phone battery charge is low.
I hunch my shoulders with wide eyes, my muscles tense.
What will I do now?
As I stare at my phone the screen goes black and shuts down.
I could hear the bangs again.
Charge I can charge my phone. Everything goes dark when I take a step forward toward the side table of my bed. Quickly I open the drawer where I knew there was a torch and flick it on.
Scared to death I throw my phone over the bed and open my laptop and kneel against the bed.
My jaws drop with a flip in my stomach when my eye notices the message from James sent earlier.
Where is Mikayla?
Why didn't she come to meet me?
What's wrong with her?
Is she sick?
The hard thumps were quiet and the hushed atmosphere sent chills down my spine.
I scroll down and notice I have got an unknown message , I open up and read.
My blood turns cold and my heart stops it's beating for a moment when I read the words.
Mikayla met with an accident and she is dead on spot.
I blink harder trying to focus and make sure what I read was for real.
Something was terribly wrong.
Is Mikayla dead?
How could that be?
Frightening thoughts kept tugging at my mind.
What was happening around me?
I froze when I hear a voice whispering behind my room door.
I hold my breath with increased fear and sweat.
I lit my torch up toward the door and notice
the handle slowly turning.
It was here!
It had come in!
Shaking with panic I move the torch around the room searching for a hiding place. I decide to hide under the bed and slip as soon as the door clicks and sways open.
I try to breathe softly as I could. I did not want it to hear me. My body was shivering. I could not control myself.
From under the bed, I could see a pair of muddy boots walk into the room.
I felt my stomach heavy. I took a deep breath and waited for it.
" I told you I would break in," a familiar shrilling voice speaks. "Come out and greet me!"
"Here kitty kitty!".
My heart tried to jump out of my rib cage, my body shivered, and I felt dizzy.
" Come here kitty kitty!"
I watch the boots disappear from the room.
"I KNOW you are IN HERE!" the voice uttered a shrill cry looking directly under the bed facing me.
My breath caught in my throat with an open mouth I gap at her in shock.
It was her after all. Mikayla. Her streaky blonde hair was drenched and her clothes were soaked in mud and blood.
My stomach lurched, heart pounding. Goose bumps pricked through my body.
"Noooooooo!" I yell when she pulls me out from under the bed.
Her eyes bulged out of their sockets. She smelled sour and rotten. Her flesh sticking out from both her cheeks and a part of her skeleton was visible on her left.
She didn't blink as she gazed at me. Probably lot one of her eyelids on the right eye.
"You thought you can hide from me?" Her voice was different to identify between a male and a female.
"I -uh " I find it hard to talk.
In front of me was an angry dead Mikayla half-rotten and creepy to death.
Her long nails pierced through my skin as she squeezed my neck. I choked. It was difficult for me to breathe.
"Did you think you can live after eliminating my car break?"
I stare in shock.
"I killed James and now it's you!" she digs her nails into my flesh suffocating me. "I knew long ago that you and James were cheating behind my back!"
When the last piece of her nails dug into my vocal cord everything goes dark.
© Hazma Razak
