User:DarknessGhost

There is a day that will never get out of my head. The day my Sister died. I was only 13 at the time. Our Parents were going to see a movie, and they said they won't be back until around Midnight. My Parents told us to pretend to not be home, So we had to stay upstairs in our Rooms. About an Hour after they left, we started hearing strange sounds downstairs. It sounded like a woman whispering. We heard walking around. So I shouted. "Who's there?!!" Down the stairs. I then heard footsteps coming towards the stairs. Me and my Sister then ran and locked ourselves in the Bathroom. We called our Parents to tell what happened. Our Mom said "Just check. I will stay on the line." I was too scared to go, so my Sister went to see. I then heard a Blood curdling scream. I had to hear the Screaming. The phone was with my sister. If I went down there, I could've got murdered. It then went quiet. I went downstairs. The sight Isaw was Horrifying. My sister was on the ground dead. Her body was barely recognizable. Her Liver was ripped out of her Torso. Her whole body was mutilated and her wrist were free of any skin. Her Blood was flooding the whole living room floor. On the wall was the words. "No ones Home." Written in Blood. I cried at the death of my Sister. But that is when I heard footsteps coming towards me. I saw a tall figure in the distance. It was not Human. It had glowing Red eyes and it's body was all slouched. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I then woke up. I caught my breath as good as I can. But when I went into my living room, my sister was still there dead. On the walls it still said "No ones home." It was not a Dream. Then what happened? And on top of that, my parents were still not home, and it was morning.