No One Knows

By Bhavika Jain

Early in the morning, while I was sleeping, and mom was getting ready to go to work, the doorbell rang, and outside was a car to pick up my mom for the office, while leaving she said ‘I am going to work, if you would need anything, just call me and she left. There was a mysterious silence but suddenly I got up, due to a voice coming from the kitchen. When I stood up on the floor the voice stopped coming, and the windowpane in front of my bed opened, the soiled air kept disturbing me but before it could do more, I went and closed the window pane. I kept on thinking that how come the windowpane opened itself? While I was thinking about it the voice started coming again creepy laughs and cries made me more curious, I kept on wondering that from where was the sound coming from not from the kitchen but this time it was coming from beneath the bed.

I got scared and kept moving away from the bed and the voice kept getting louder, the more I moved back the more the sound got louder… when I stood in front of the window pane the glass behind me be broke, without thinking of anything else I just picked up the phone and dialled my mom’s number but the operator kept telling me that the number is invalid, when I dialled my mom's number the fourth time the voice of the phone operator turned into horrified voice and I dropped the phone, I ran towards the door but it was locked, I tried to call my neighbours but there was no one, I ran towards my bed and sat down beside it, crying shouting loudly when I saw a girl dressed in red, long hair covering her face, blood all over her hands and she heading towards me, while coming towards me she turned her head upside down showing her creepy smile while making noises which gave me Goosebumps like anything suddenly my bed started turning slowly and because I was holding my bed tightly I was moving with it too, I was crying like anything and shouting for help when suddenly the doorbell rang and the girl went to open the door. It was mom! Who was there hugging that girl as if she is her only child? What was going on? When mom entered the house she asked that girl ‘how did you pass your time alone in the house?’ the girl replied ‘mom I was playing with a small boy I saw in the house’, ‘small boy? Where is he now?’ said mom confusingly, ‘no mom there is a boy, see there he is sitting beside the bed… wait where did he go he was just there?’ ‘Stop seeing dreams in the morning’, I was dejected after watching my mom say that so, I ran away out of the house, running in the middle of the empty road but no one still realized…they don’t know that what they did to me, they may have forgotten me but I will never and will come back to reveal the truth of me disappearing.

By Bhavika Jain