In case you guys were worrying so bad about the previous chapter, I AM FINE!!!! Just still a little creeped out. Basically, my older brother left me in the kitchen by muself and switched off the livingroom and corridoor lights and went upstairs. Me, being super brave and all that stuff, decided it was a good idea to go into the livingroom and grab my brother's lunch bag. As soon as I stepped out of the kitchen, I swear I saw something white move around in the livingroom.

  I hurried back to the kitchen, slammed the door shut and grabbed a knife. Yes. I grabbed a knife. I hid behing the freezer and listened very carefully. Someone was coming down the stairs.

I had forgotten COMPLETELY that my brother was upstairs so I held the knife really tightly and prayed that the 'thing' didn't come into the kitchen. All of a sudden, the kitchen door swung open and my brother came in and saw me. Yeah, he stared at me as I got up and shrugged it off casually like I always do.

   I thunk we can safely say that I am TERRIFIED of the dark...

Stupid brother