I have to be honest, my exams went horrible! I wasn't able to write anything and honestly I was seconds away from crying.
The holidays have started. Some students are going to visit their parents while some are staying at the dorm.
I and Claire are going to visit my parents this time, last time I went to visit hers so it's her turn now.
Our trip to my hometown was of a two days journey by train. It was tiresome but so worth it when we finally reached my house. I felt all of my fatigue wash away.
Our house wasn't exactly big but it was larger than average houses.
Mom, dad, how have you guys been? And how's that idiot? I don't see her anywhere ! I ask while searching the entrance to find no trace of her.
She's somewhere in the house doing some sort of experiment or something. Everything aside, Claire , darling , how have you been ? It's been so long since I last saw you! Have you lost some weight? They must not be feeding you well!
I've been great aunty! It was fun having Lara around, only if she were not this annoying! Claire said dramatically. This little– how dare she badmouth me right in my face !
Alright! If you guys are done gossiping about me, then I would like to eat something, cause I feel like I'll die of hunger now! I say while trying to not show my dear. I feel like somethings right here, waiting for the right moment to show itself. And it's not the usual comforting presence, it's a haunting presence.
After a long and tiresome day, I am about to finally get some rest. Claire and I are using different rooms cause we have a lot of vacant rooms. I guess I got used to sharing a room cause now I feel scared to sleep alone. But I tried to sleep anyway. As I was about to go to bed, I heard a knock at my bedroom door. My heart started beating faster with fear, and I broke out into cold sweat, my hands opened the door, trembling, only to see my stupid sister standing with ear to ear grin.
Here, it's your package. It came this evening. Don't know who the sender is, but the name of the receiver is written. Which is you. I am keeping it here. Good night!
My sister Isabella, is two years older than me. She is some sort of parapsychologist or something. The only thing I know is that her job requires to work with ghosts and thing like that.
My blood ran cold once again. This package didn't have a sender either…