Shifting
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This is another horror story
author
I could not get any more ideas for MONSTER FALLS IN LOVE so it's on hold. I'll continue it when I get an idea.
Murder
Rape
Phyco
obsession
The characters may die
author
I hope you won't kill me now
Wood creaking, as in hurried steps men shuffle boxes around the house, blunt nails peaking out of the wooden floor, as shoes thumping on it is seen.
someone
"Set those there, gently"
There stood a small male, with golden brown hair, his eyes scanning the whole house as men exit after setting boxes inside.
The whole house was- cramped, with boxes stuffing it almost everywhere, the bigger furniture, sofas and all, were already placed inside the normal sized house.
With a deep sigh, the short male begins to shuffle the bigger boxes around.
the wood creaking as he walks on it, the silence making it even more audible.
He first begins to unbox the items, placing the smaller items first, starting with main area- the kitchen.
He opened the wooden door of the kitchen, and finds himself infront of a pretty impressive kitchen.
he begins to look around, trying to get used to the things
Feeling bored, he begins to place the items on the counters, and then in the cupboards, filling them up, before moving to the next tasks.
Few hours of cleaning, stuffing and settling the house, the young boy finishes the lower story of the house, meaning upstairs is still left- which is exhausting for a single person alone.
The male was about to pick a box up, and carry it to the upper portion
the doorbell rings making his head snap towards it, with an annoyed groan
He drops the heavy box with a huff, wiping the sweat from his forehead, before walking towards the now clear doorway, and unlocks the door before opening it.
He calls out with a confused voice as the door slides open to reveal a tall male, about a two inches taller than him, or more.
He had a small smile plastered on his face, and he had his hands in his back, fidgeting in his position.
unknown
"Oh, sorry, am I interrupting?"
his voice worried making the smaller male shake his head, trying not to sound rude or anything.
someone
"Oh no you aren't, I was just unpacking and all"
unknown
"Oh yeah, you shifted here today, anyways nice to meet you, I'm hynjin"
He grins stretching a hand out for a shake, making the other bod, smiling as wellgrins stretching a hand out for a shake, making the other boy smile as well
someone
"Likewise, I'm Taehyung, and I suppose we're neighbors?
He asks shaking the larger hand making the latter nod, slowly.
hyunjin
"Yeah we actually are, I live next door"
taehyung
"That's good to know"
hyunjin
"I was wondering, since you probably have alot of work to do, I can help with the unpacking and all?"
taehyung
"Oh no I'm fine, I'm almost done"
He smiles assuring the other, though his body is aching.
hyunjin
"Alright then, if you need anything, I'm next door"😊
With a small nod, the male closes the door, singing a bit as he walks back.
During the shuffling upstairs, the male begins to unpack his clothing first, opening the wooden closets and keeping the clothes in.
Suddenly the young man frowns as his hands hits something hard and woody, making him pull the item.
his eyes roam around the brown shaded board, it had black cursive letters and numbers carved in in it.
He does remember this in his mother's room, whenever his little cousins used to come by, they would play with it, giggling and squealing when the triangular piece moved.
Looking around the dark closet again, his hand comes across another wood made thing, making him grasp at it and pull it out.
As expected, it was the planchette of the board, the same triangular piece that comes with a board.
Shaking his head, the male throws the wood made board on the bed, focusing on something else.
He switches on the TV to not feel lonely
"Now bringing you to a news of a child, found dead after playing a game of-"
Taehyung sighs changing the channel bored, its currently night, and he's done all the shifting that had to be done.
He dropped out of college since his mother died, going back just will remind him the old days, plus he can't really afford the money and all, after buying a house.
He found a job at a local cafe because of his friend, he offered him a job, it did have a fair pay and all.
He scoffs rolling his eyes as he flips the channel again, sighing setting the remote away and just stares at the ceiling. with blurry eyes.
He takes deep breaths, trying not to focus on the sad topics, trying to contain his tears and not have an emotional break down like the last few weeks, he was a total mess.
With his brows furrowed and his eyes glossy, he tilts his head back in its normal position, and wipes his glossy eyes.
Maybe silence is frightening after all, maybe liked the scolding of his mother, and the yells throughout the house, it didn't seem like he was alone, but now...its like he's the only one in this world.
Hearing a sudden thump noise from upstairs- the male sighs, thinking its a mouse or something, and gets up from the sofa, keeping the T.V on and turns to walk upstairs.
One hand on the railing, the short male walks up in slow steps, and reaches the top, switching the light on and his eyes quickly scan the whole area.
He frowns seeing the store room's door slightly open, and some things which we're recently stuffed in there, were now out, maybe because of the pressure on the door, and the heavy things, the door budged open with force.
taehyung
"God, I hate this"
He curses loudly before crouching down and picking the things up, his hand coming across the wood shaded board again, he stuffs all of the things back inside.
something keeps the door from closing, he peaks to look, only to see the same board peaking out making him grab the thing, long with its placette and closes the door successfully.
He eyed the things with uninterested eyes and shakes his head, walking and switching the light off before sprinting down.
He sat down with the board on table
Examining the board, the small male tilts his head in confusion.
taehyung
What was it called ?
taehyung
Ojia?, Oujia?, no, ah right, Ouija.
He heard it was a spirit calling board, which can actually communicate with ghosts or spirits around you, but he doesn't know how true that is.
His cousins used to play around with this and all, but he usually refused them.
He could try it though, but not alone, since he's too scared to, hell do it with his college friends, Jackson, bangchan and Taemin.
They're quite interested in these types of ghost things, he'll call them tomorrow night, after college and all is over.
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So what do you think about the story?
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Should taehyung play.?
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Comments
Yo I thought it's മൈര് 💀😂
2023-02-07
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💜marinatte💜
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2022-10-02
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