It was 4 AM in the morning, and my parents were away for vacation. I had no siblings, so they just left me home alone. My parents had left me a list of chores for me to do before they come back, which I haven’t even bothered starting. I slept in the attic, and as I was getting ready for bed, I heard a long creaking noise coming from the stairs. I went downstairs to investigate, but there was nothing unusual. I decided I was just hearing things, but just as I was about to go back up, I heard a door slamming behind me. I spun around, but there wasn't anyone.
I was starting to get frightened and I could feel my palms sweating and my heart pounding hard on my chest. Suddenly a long moaning voice broke through the eerie silence. "Kathyyy...Kathyyyyy"it wailed. I froze. I was paralyzed with fear. I started to feel faint and I couldn't think properly. Who on earth was this, and how did they know my name? What do they want from me? Slowly, I regained my consciousness and without thinking, I dashed up the stairs into the attic as fast as my legs would take me. I was just about to dive right into my bed when I noticed that the blankets were torn up into shreds.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and my bedroom windows shut with a loud noise. As I stepped back slowly, I noticed something else. My initials were written on the wall with smudged up blood. I couldn’t take this sight any longer. I ran over to my door and tried to get out, but the door was locked! I grasped the doorknob tightly and tried to turn it, but it wouldn't budge! Suddenly, a loud, high pitched cackle came behind me. "Hahahahaha! You'll never get out, you foolish girl!" it shrieked. I whirled around and came face to face to...myself?!
I saw an exact duplicate of myself, except much paler, and soaked with blood. I clutched onto the doorknob to stop myself from falling, and the same sort of faint feeling I had earlier returned to me, except it was much, much worse. Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer, and I fell on to the floor. The last thing I remember before blacking out was seeing the girl reaching over to my face with her bloody hands and smiling wanly.
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