Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26272407-20150502130946

One day I broke my headphones. I was really disgusted, because they had been offered to me by my sister. I promised him I never would get rid. I loved him very much, but hey, since the accident, I stop speak to her. I threw the headphones in the trash and I bought new, light blue, small enough. They were similar to those that had offered me my sister. I hoped she would not notice that I had changed. I've had for 15 euros is given for headphones like these: the sound quality is exceptional and cushions perfectly match the shape of the ear.

The bizarre things started in the path to home. I had the impression of being followed and I felt a warm current in my neck. Yet it was rather cold that day. I was probably paranoid. When I got home, I tried my new headphones. One word: PERFECT. But gradually as the days passed, the sound became more and more horrible. I planned to return them to the store, but before doing so, I've changed my mind without really knowing why.

A month later, when I left university to go home, I began to walk by putting my headphones. I knew that when I get back home, no one would talk to me. In fact, no one would talk to anyone. But I knew they would look at me strangely, as if it was my fault. This is the first time it happens, and it will happen again next year, the same day. But that does not matter, they'll talk to me tomorrow. They still love me.

The quality of headphones was really horrible. Worse than other days. Sometimes the sound coming out of the right ear only, then left, then two, then no sound, and no different. The sound also was disgusting. There was a lot of noise as acute screeching or spitting. Some measures of music were repeated unnecessarily. I was tired. I was disappointed, my headphones were broken after only 1 month of use.

Arriving home, I rode straight to my room, avoiding the gaze of my mother who was dinner. I retried to listen to music, but the sound came out even more. So I did my job without music. It was 20 hours and my mother called me to come to dinner. I went down and saw my parents eat together. So I let go a sigh before joining them by taking care not to look at them. I quickly ate and went back to my room. Before closing my door, I heard my mother burst into tears. I understand, I am sad too. It's been one year battery. So I spent the rest of the evening watching stupid programs to clear my mind. So I went to bed.

At night, while I slept, I thought I heard someone speaking to me. I slowly opened my eyes and I sat. I had something on the ears. I removed this object and I surprisingly found my headphones. I did not remember not having put them.

Out of curiosity, I gave them in my ears to listen. I did not know this music. No, it was not music. It was just a voice speaking. I think she said, "You did not have to get rid of you." She seemed familiar. What it did not care about my laptop? So I took my laptop to see what was playing. But it was broadcasting nothing.

I have noticed that a minute later, when the voice started to become stronger. That voice, that was my sister. Died there one year battery in the car accident I had caused. I had just had my license and I went to get in college. We talked a lot and I was not paying attention to the road. I did not see the stop sign. A car had arrived at high speed and was right on the dark side where my sister was. She and the other driver died. I blame myself terribly. My parents do not talk to me for a month.

It's been two days since she is "back" in my headphones and I still hear when I put them. I put them deep in my closet for my parents do not fit. Even when I unplug it continues. She does not speak, she screams. She screams like when she was dying. 