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       The Girl In My House
       By: Taaka Date: August 9, 2019, 12:12 pm
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       On a late summer evening, the strangest thing happened to me,
       while lying on my bed looking at the ceiling fan spin. The long
       blades sliced through the silent air, pushing a cool breeze
       toward me. The light outside faded until there was nothing left
       but the spinning fan, faint whispers and the girl standing in my
       doorway.
       She stood there with her arms limply by her side. Her hair is
       frizzled, wild and unbecoming. I lifted my head and squinted to
       see her face and she cocked her head to the side. Was she
       puzzled or curious?, I thought. A door slammed downstairs, just
       distant enough to be heard as a small thud. I turned my head
       toward the sound and so did the little girl.
       An awkward silence, as thick as a cloudy miasma, made time stand
       still. I looked back at the girl and she looked back at me. I
       could hear feet clomping up the stairs and so could she. We
       gazed upon each other until the voice of a woman brushed against
       the hallway and softly pushed the drapes on my windows. She
       called the little girl's name. It sounded like a melody riding
       on still air.
       The little girl turned her head toward the hallway, knowing
       someone is coming for her. She turned her unruly head back
       toward me and huffed. After air-clawing in my direction, she
       backed into the darkness behind her.
       I reached over and felt the switch on the bedside lamp. I
       twisted the thin switch until it clicked twice and light filled
       the room.
       At the moment the light lit the room, my eyes attempted to
       adjust to the change but I'm afraid it was not quick enough.
       With the same intensity of a car horn honking, a woman screamed
       next to me. Before I could look, the little girl tugged my
       pajama top saying, 'My mom wants to know if you are staying for
       dinner.'
       I hope you got a few chills from the story. None of it happened,
       on this version of earth.
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