Scary storie so far

Part one: The mysterious phone call

Zzzz ZZZz. It was the sound of my phone alarm I had already been awake for hours.

I checked my phone, there were 5 missed calls and a voice mall all from a unknown number. I sat on the side of my bed and picked up my phone, I hit listen to voicemail.

I heard a soft breathing, suddenly a cold breeze went down my back. I immediately ended the voice mail in fear.

My body slid down the bed and I dropped to my knees, my eyes started to sway, my head went heavy, I dropped to the ground. Ahhhhh, something pulled me under the bed. I felt myself sinking into the ground. It felt like I was being pulled through concert.

I screamed as loud as I could but my family didn't hear me.  I felt myself stuck in place, I lifted my head to see myself floating in the air, there was pitch black all around me but there was a still strip of light. I started crying in shock. My body started to loosen I was able to move I stood up. There were walls all around me, they were glossy and smooth like the drizzle of chocolate on a chocolate cake. I walked off into the distance, I touched the wall, It felt like sponge.  Suddenly my vision went black, I fell into a deep daze. My eyes started to open. I looked down, there was a was a body being covered up with a white sheet. A lady was bent over the body, she stood up. The lady had something that was under her feet. It looked like It was a type of costume. The lady reached down to the costume and pulled It over her body. She ripped it up the costume half way, but then she suddenly turned around to face me and then turned back, she creepily circled her head 180 degrees . Ahhhhhhhh  I screamed. She  was me!!!!

To be continued…………………

Part  2: The journey ahead

…..…..one year earlier. I had just moved out from home into my new house, I had just got a job at the local jewelers.  I Lay in bed with a huge smile on my face. I rolled over with exhaustion and picked up my phone and I dialled my sister stacy's number and rang her, she didn’t answer. She never answers like always, I turned off my phone and put it on my bedside table. I stood up and stretched like a lion. The cold timber sent a cold breeze through my legs. I slide my feet into my bunny slippers, a gush of memories went through my my head. That was my only thing I keep from the move. I took drowsy steps though my bedroom, like a reslis bear. My room had boxes filled with things I still had to unpack. I was fumed at my mum, she had left me no money to live with.

I was living with just my own income, let alone barely enough money to buy a apartment with. I look into the mirror staring at myself, brushing the notes out of my hair.Today I was feeling extremely sassy, so i kept my hair down. I kicked off my slippers and walked with a hint of sass, into my bedroom  and threw my hairbrush at the mirror, it smashed but I didn't care. I continued to walk though my room with a strut, a gush of pain went up my leg.  I turned around to see fresh blood scattered through the carpet. I bent down and latched onto my foot and turned it over to see a huge gash in my foot and blood dripping.

I screamed in pain and stumbled to my bed. I reached under my bed and pulled out  my bag. I grabbed out a bandana and tied it painfully tight around my wound. This was my best option because I couldn't afford to pay for my injury to get fixed at the doctors. So I had to push through the pain. My head went light because I was losing a lot of blood fast.

I stood up and stumbled to the phone picked it up and stumbled to the chair. Without looking I sat down and missed the chair completely. I had fell down onto the broken glass. My body was acking and throbbing and if I moved the glass would cut me up evan more.