My name’s Susan

It was five o’clock in the morning and I heard a bang, it wasn’t a pleasant noise. It wasn’t a normal bang like the one when your car breaks down, or when you shoot a gun. It was a completely different thing! Every five minutes you would hear it getting closer and closer, until “BANG!! It came from right under my bed! Ever since rumours that my house had been haunted by several ghosts were first heard, loads of strange things have been happening.
Oh! Silly of me! I forgot to introduce myself: I am Susan! I am 14 years old, have gold long straight hair, golden eyes, I am tall and sometimes I get confused easily and often explanations. I live with my mother I am a single child... Well, I used to have a big brother but one day he disappeared. The police investigated the case but they couldn’t tell if it was actually a kidnapping or what. They found traces of blood in my room and a note saying: “get ready I want you to play with me”, but the most weird thing was that it was covered in blood like it was carefully soaked and left to dry, but it was way different. I can’t explain. It was like skin, the paper was like skin! My mother has been telling me that I have been imagining things, but I still think there is something else in my brother’s disappearance. I can’t imagine what has happened to him or what might happen to him!
I am always near my mother and never near my brother’s room. I don’t like to be far from her because when I was far from her, bizarre things happened: cars nearly running me over, fires starting in my bedroom when I was asleep, or, worst of all, phone calls when a little lullaby starts to go.
Eventually the phone calls stopped but then threat messages written with blood appeared on my wall. I couldn’t take it anymore and begged my mother to let me sleep in her room, but she refused.
I can’t wait until the 6th of November. It’s my birthday, only 2 weeks left!
Today’s the 24th of October and I start high school. Both my mother and I are very surprised and excited at the same time.
I was in my room putting the books in my bag ready to leave when suddenly the phone rang.
- “Susan dear, could you get that please?!” my mother shouted from downstairs.
-“In a minute!” I answered as I ran to my mother’s room to get the phone. When I picked it up I could hear very heavy breathing, I slowly put the phone down and shouted with a shaky voice: “M-mum, come hear quickly!”
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs; I thought it was my mother I turned around and saw a big shadow with blood all over it coming toward me! I couldn’t move but somehow I managed to scream.
“KYAAA!!!!”
My voice was so high that nearly the whole neighbourhood could hear it. My mother came running up the stairs to see what had happened and saw me sitting down on the floor, crying.
“Goodness, child!” she hugged me. “What’s happened?”
“Nothing, nothing...”
“Alright. Then go to school or you’ll be late”
I nodded and went to my room, got my stuff and left. I took the bus. When I got to school I was 30 minutes early. I looked around to make sure no one saw me and climbed the nearest tree there was. I love climbing trees. It makes me feel like I am not surrounded by life sucking machines.
I sighed and got comfortable. I was thinking about what had happened to my brother. It wasn’t long before I felt something hit my arm.
“Ouch!” I said rubbing my arm.
“What are you doing there?” It was a boy around my height and age, the one who had thrown the stone.
“Nothing” I replied looking down.
“What?” the boy asked with a confused expression.
“Alright, I’ll get down” I said with a moan.
I would normally get down safely, but I decided to jump, which I had never done before. I landed on my feet.
“Are you mental?” the boy asked with a very confused and shocked face.
“Maybe” I answered walking towards the entrance and ignoring him.
Then the bell rang and a crowd of children swarmed inside like ants looking for shelter.
“Mike” I heard the boy shout.
“Huh?” I asked
“My name’s Mike. Nice to meet you!” He said with a smile.
“Susan” I smiled back.
“I have news about your brother” he said as he disappeared into one of the classrooms.
“Wait. Come back!”...

To be continued…

Isabela Bruña, 1 ESO A