Now, most of
you might have thought that this post is about me giving you advice. If you
thought of that then, you’re wrong. Read this post and find out what is it all
about. Enjoy…
I invited my
friend Haziqah over to my house for a sleepover. She was happy to come over.
When she arrived, we told ghost stories and many more things. After telling
each other ghost stories, Haziqah and I turned on all the lights in my room
because we were scared.
Moments
later, I heard a voice whisper in my ear, “Don’t waste electricity….” I looked
around me to see if Haziqah was on my right or left side. But no, she was right
in front of me smiling from ear to ear. I thought that I was just imagining things.
And the both
of us continued our sleepover.
Minutes later
the same voice whispered to me again, “Don’t waste electricity or you two will
regret it….”
‘Would that
voice stop bothering me?’ I said in my heart.
While
Haziqah and I were talking, suddenly, the lights went out. It was a good thing
that I brought a flashlight in my nightgown.
When I was reaching
into my pocket, I heard a sound.
“Slash…
Slash!” It was the sound of a knife.
When I
finally found my flashlight, I turned it on. In front of me was Haziqah’s body
that was covered in her own blood. I screamed and used the flashlight to find
my way out of my room. I didn’t want to leave Haziqah in the room but, what
could I do? I had to continue living.
While I was
running down the stairs, I heard footsteps following me. It was very fast. I
ran faster down the stairs.
When I
reached into the living room, I jumped onto the couch while shining the
flashlight everywhere.
Suddenly,
the same voice whispered to me and said, “Shine your flashlight to your right….”
I did as I
was told. I shined my flashlight to my right side. There were writings on the
wall. It was written in blood. It said, “Aren’t you glad that you didn’t waste
electricity?”
I screamed
in horror as the lights turned back on. Since then, I never ever dared to waste
electricity ever again.
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