CAN'T FALL ASLEEP CHAPTER 1

Ariana Walter

I am the person facing all these, My name is ARIANA WALTER. I study in college, third year. I am not very cheerful now before I was. Well, I am more of a creep because I am too preoccupied with my weird imaginations.

"GHOSTS AREN'T THAT A DEVIL HUMANS DO MORE THINGS THAT ARE EVIL." - BY ME😜 (I know, I know this wasn't that good😅)

Let’s begin now.

It's already night .

Ariana Walter

Momma I am going to sleep .

She goes to her bedroom and do her daily chores like brushing changing into her nightdress and washing her hands, legs, and face.

Ariana Walter

Oh! It's so cold. * rubbing both hands to get warmth.*

Lights off now.

Ariana Walter

I am lying on my bed looking at the ceiling. My alarm clock is going * TIK TOK TIK TOK * Well it's just a clock.

Ariana Walter

The night is so beautiful with weird creatures around us. I feel a shadow in my room.

Ariana Walter

But do ghosts and monsters have shadows?

Ariana Walter

A shadow at the corner of my room getting big and small trying to get my attention as I am trying to ignore. * Eyes shut *

Feel better eh?

Ariana Walter

A voice whispered to me. The voice was too sweet to be ignored. I slowly uncovered my face and looked around. The room looks so big and empty. Woah !

Ariana Walter

Suddenly I feel a girl standing at the door.

Ariana Walter

" Who is there? "

No Answer.

Ariana Walter

Adjusting the pupils of my eyes in the dark , I began to see a short heightened girl looking at me .

Ariana Walter

Slowly she began to walk towards and I started to get a clearer image of her . She was beautiful enough but her one eye was out of her eye ball socket hanging on her checks and the other eye seemed like she had been poked there. Her lips had cuts and her right cheek was torn as if someone wanted to punch her to death but luckily her other cheek was in a good condition. F*ck so painful.

Ariana Walter

She began to smile creepily as she walked towards me. In a minute she was sitting down beside me looking with that face of hers and asked in a hoarse broken voice.

" Dear am I beautiful? "

Looking at her fearlessly she spoke yes you are but who did this to you? For once the ghost also thought what's up with this girl isn't she scared of me and she even calls me be beautiful OR It's her trick to escape.

"Girl, do you think I 'm stupid?"

Ariana Walter

?" I hugged her and patted her back. I could feel the liquid getting in my t-shirt from the neck hole of the t-shirt. I began to get uncomfortable and I dunno why suddenly I realized She is a monster with a disfigured and ugly face who is right now on my shoulders.

Well well well.

I know what you are thinking ...

What are we actually scared of? DEATH or GHOSTS AND MONSTERS?

TO BE CONTINUED...