Shadows

 

Charlotte was a sweet little girl. People also called her Charlie. Her mother had died and she lived with her father and grandmother. She was doing great until her 8th birthday. After that, she started having a hard time sleeping. This was because of nightmares. Nightmares were so severe that she got insomnia.

 

One night, Charlie was sitting on her bed waiting for dawn when she thought she saw something move. There was a shadow on the wall. You may think that it must be some clothes piled on a chair, but Charlie had put all her clothes in the laundry room to be washed. She lay down and covered herself with a blanket. After a while, she got up to drink some water. Just then the power went out. She lit a candle and went to the kitchen. Her shadow looked weird to her. She was just drinking water when her shadow started moving.

Charlotte's shadow was dancing and hopping around. Charlie could make out a knife being held by her shadow self. The shadow lifted the knife and the lights started blinking. Thunder could be heard and a storm was about to start. Charlie screamed, "Daddy!" Saying this she fell to the ground. She woke in a hospital. When she saw her arm she discovered a deep cut slit on her arm. Her father was sitting next to her and told her that he found her fainted on the bedroom floor. Charlie was extremely confused. Was it real or was it all her imagination?

 

~ The End ~