I was 13 years old at that time when my father left me alone at night in our house. He's working day and night after my mom died from a disease which I didn't know.
I was walking around the living room. The power just immediately shut off because of the heavy rainfall. It's too dark and I can't see anything around me. Even the light of the thunderclap couldn't penetrate our room as the curtains were too thick.
Fortunately, I'm done eating my dinner. So thanks to that.
I was looking for a candle for me to see around me.
I tend to cry when I'm scared. But after my mom died, my dad thought me to just sing.
I usually feel like someone behind me. It's like a shadow of mine but she/he acts differently.
I'm walking towards my room to get some sleep. I can't take myself to wait for my father or even wait for the light to come back.
Even I'm making myself quietude and in serenity, my mind can't stop thinking of that shadow.
I'm afraid right now.
Micaela
Dad where are you?
I barely whisper those words.
One sudden second...
Micaela
Whose there?
Micaela
I know there's someone around me.
then in a minute the light returns.
I heavily sigh for a relief.
This time I'm gonna sleep for real. And wait for tomorrow's morning.
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