5th August 2017,
It was my birthday next month, I didn't know why but, I could see my mom and dad worried and stressed every year on my birthday.
The way they used to look at me cutting my cake, with teary eyes and fake smiles. At first I used to feel sad about it, but with passage of time I understood their situation, not completely but kind of,so I was okay with it.
I felt like they didn't wanted me to turn 18, and were always under duress to keep me protected. Which was getting on my nerves now.
So I decided to have a research on my situation, I went to the library in my school.
I took out about 30 books on spirits, demand, nightmares, nyctophobia, paranormal activities and all the other stuff like that. I couldn't read all of them so I only read the synopsis of the articles, which made me frustrated. I couldn't found anything related to my condition, maybe it was because I had no idea what was wrong with me. I tried to gather everything to make a perception, But as expected I failed.
"What should I do now?"
I stood up furiously, and throw my hands on the table forcefully, which made a loud noise and bought every one's attention , it was hard for me to control myself from throwing all the books, tear them off or at least scream at the top of my lungs.but didn't wanted to create a dramatic scene, So I calmed myself.
That was the day when I made my mind, and said to myself "no matter what happens today, mom and dad have to tell me the dark secrets they are keeping from me".
On my way home I just realized that something is following me, Not sure it's a human. That was the first time I had that feeling. I was frightened. It was evening, not alot of people were around me, I walked forward with little steps. I felt like there were alot of shadows around me, but they couldn't touch me or came close to me. So I walked and walked, And finally reached home safely.
I desperately ran to my parents, but I heard someone arguing, obviously it's my parents, So I stood behind the wall.
I had never seen them arguing like that before. Both of them were crying. I wanted to know what they must be talking about, so I just stood there silently.
"it's been ten years, I have always trusted you and supported you, but it was all for nothing, only one month left were gonna lose our child" mom said to dad while crying.
Dad replied in a depressed voice, "do you think I'm not trying, I have spent every minute of these ten years, just to protect my daughter" he then shed into tears and fall on his knees saying "Im even more restless then you, I know if something happens to her, I could never forgive myself, it was all my mistake".
I wondered "why were they talking about 10 years, what happened 10 years ago? They fear in there eyes, I had never seen before, why? Am I gonna die?"
Watching them like that made me cry too, I was more worried then afraid. But I also thought they should told me everything, I should have been aware of everything.
To be continued.....