“Wa, wa, wa, wa”

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There’s a story happen a long time ago. I was visiting my family in Florida and my parents were not at home. They all gone to attend the wedding party of my older cousin in Chicago so I decided to stay in the cabin next to our home since I couldn’t open the house. The cabin was old and seems been there for such a long time. I checked it out further and find some broken glasses and bricks all over it. Though it creeped me out a little bit, I didn’t have much choice so I decided to stay. I open up the door and a cracking rusty sound made its way through me. I rush inside only to find a perfectly fine empty living room, a small bed, and a cabinet. I didn’t have much time to think and since I was pretty tired from the trip. I immediately inflate my camping sofa bed and put in into the small bed. Soon after, I was snoring and fast asleep.

I had a weird dream though. A woman with a curly hair was standing just on the side of me. I can’t see her face because I can’t move my head either. She is coming closer and closer to my face. It freaks me out that when I decided to open my eyes, I could only see blur images of the cabin. I didn’t even understand how was that possible when I remember it was all dark. Then I felt my body froze and my skin tingles. I felt a cold air touching the left of my hand and it touches my neck until it landed my head. It lasts for about five minutes and it stops. I was beyond terrified when I suddenly heard a knocking sound coming from the outside.

I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak. I was like in the midst of sleep paralysis. I tried to pray but words wouldn’t come out and I lost. I know I need to fight. If I don’t, I might meet my end and wouldn’t wake up tomorrow again.

I tried to move the tips of my finger many times until I succeeded. I blink many times to see a clear image of the cabin. It was still dark yet I couldn’t explain why I can see a silhouette standing outside the window and then I heard the knocking once more. I tried to convince myself it was just my imagination or it was just a bird but the knocking turns suddenly into banging.  I gathered up my courage to speak and the first ever word that came into my mouth was, “Who’s knocking?!”

The knocking stops and as soon as I said those words, I heard a screeching noise. I turn around and see. It wasn’t on the door nor the window and not even on the rooftop. The noise came from the cabinet. It was shaking and as soon as it burst open, two red eyes stared back at me dragging me with all the strength while murmuring a deep voiced “Wa wa wa wa” repeatedly. The next thing I knew was that I had bite marks all over my body and paramedics were around. They said that they found me lying motionless outside the cabin. I knew better than them. I knew there’s something wrong within the cabin and even if I did tell them, they won’t still believe me.

I couldn’t explain the phenomenon that happen to me twelve years ago. One thing for sure I would never forget is the sound she makes while pulling me. It was the  most disturbing out of all that incident. I tried to forget about that and even moved on with my life. I was already married with a loving husband and has an 36 month old daughter, Kelly. She never talks to anybody except me and even the doctors find her attitude rather weird and disturbing but my husband and I just shake it off.

One day, my husband was out and I was preparing food for us and for our daughter when I suddenly heard a knock on the door of the kitchen. When I open it up I see the back of my little daughter. The lights started to flick and her head turn 180 degrees as I heard her say,

” Wa wa wa wa”

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