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The Voice in the closet

 

Hi! My name is Elly, I was born in a pretty normal family, I’m not poor but not rich either. I’m a normal girl, with caring parents, I have good grades and a lot of friends. But since I was 6 years old, I hear a voice coming from my closet. It’s not a scary voice, it’s not deep either, actually it’s kind of comforting sound. Obviously I've tried to talk about it to my mom but she just thought that it was normal for my age. And now I’m turning 13 next week and I’m still hearing it. Why? I don’t know but it has always been nice to me so I never talked about it to my mom since that day. I guess she now thinks that it’s all “normal” again ?

 

I wake up this morning after having a late conversation with “the voice”, I look at the date on my phone and then I realize… It’s my birthday today, I’m so exited! I’m going to have all my friends coming this week-end, it’s going to be so great. I hear my mom going downstairs for breakfast, I jump off of my bed and run downstairs. My parents wish me a happy birthday and say that they will have something important to tell me tonight and that I will have to get home right after school and not go to Max’s house to play. I’m wondering what this is all about, not being able to play with my best friend of all time THE day of my birthday seems a little weird. But I just nod and continue to eat my cereals. Than I go change myself and say bye to Voice (We’re gonna call it like that now it will be their name). I finally arrive at school, all the day everyone was wishing me a happy birthday, it was kinda embarrassing. After the end of class I say goodbye to my friend and start to head to Max’s home, but then what my parents told my this morning comes back in my head. I explained it to Max and said that I was sorry and I would play with him tomorrow. When I finally get home, I see my mom and Dad siting on the couch waiting for me. “Woah what’s happening here, I say while laughing nervously, is someone dead or something” I said that as a joke but my parents looked at each others and tell me to sit down. I sit down on the couch in fear of what they’re going to tell me. “We have something really important to tell you, my mom goes, that’s something we always wanted to tell you but we thought it’d be better if we told you when you would be a bit older

-Yeah it’s something really important and we think that now you are ready to know.

I’m scared, I don’t know what they’re gonna tell me.

-You remember when we said we wanted 2 child but instead we only got you, my mom says

-Yes… and? I gasp, Wait!!! do I have a hidden sibling?!

-Well… kinda, my dad says that with such a weird face that I can’t tell the emotion he’s feeling.

-How can I kinda have a hidden sibling?

-Well you do have a hidden sibling but…, my mom can’t finish her sentence and I can see tears filling her eyes.

-You had a twin sister but she died 2 days after you were born she had a cranial deformity witch caused her to die before she could even go out and see you’re mother for the first time.

I was in shock, my parents knew that for so many years and they suffered so much, while I was here living my life without knowing that I had a twin that died when we were born. I just couldn’t believe it, it’ impossible I would eve known or at least heard about her. Now my mom was really crying, my dad was holding her and comforting her.

-I… I don’t know what to say, I… I just can’t help but think it’s my fault. Like I was the one who was with her in mom’s belly, so what if… what if I was the one who killed her. Tears started rolling down my cheeks.

-No sweetie you’re not responsible for her death. The doctors said that even if she was alone she would not have lived.

-OK… can I go to my room?

-Yeah sure sweetheart take all the time you need.

-Thanks.

I stand up slowly and walk straight up to my room. I close the door behind me and start calling Voice, they respond almost automatically. While I try to explain through my tears the thing my parents just told me I hear Voice’s voice becoming lower and lower.

- Hey are you okay?

- Hum? Oh! Um… yea I just didn’t though they would have told you that soon.

- What do you mean? Wait, you knew all about this and you never told me! Why?

-Well… Man I wish they would have just gave me some time to prepare.

-What?

-OK I’m going to do something but don’t freak out, OK?

-It depends on what you’re going to do.

-Just say it! They say that with a deep voice that I don’t recognize

-OK chill I won’t freak out, and stop talking like that you’re scaring me.

-Good. They say that like if it was a relief.

I just turned around to take my pone and I heard my closet’s door moving. I can feel a cold sweat crossing my back, I slowly turn back and what I see terrifies me. It’s a girl standing right in front of me, she looks approximately the same age as me and has this weird face, I can’t even describe it. It’s like twisted, her right eye is closed and her nose is on her forehead, she almost have no hair but the worst part is that… she looks exactly like me. When I say exactly it’s like exactly, same body same facial expression, except the fact that she has a twisted face she could be my… twin. I hold a scream, I try to breath slowly and think that I just need to sit down and think about another thing than my dead twin.

-Don’t you recognize me?

When I heard that voice I couldn’t fight anymore and I just screamed. My parents busted in my room and saw me crying and screaming at my closet on my bed. They automatically asked me what was wrong but I couldn’t talk.

-Sweetie are you hurt? I can hear the fear in my dad’s voice.

-I’m going to call the ambulance, my mom said while running downstairs to get the phone.

 

It’s all blurry the only thing I hear is mumble probably from a doctor or something. I still see her not here with me but in my head, her face and he voice. I feel nauseous, everything is getting dark, am I… d e a d? No… No! NO! I can’t be dead, mom, dad, Max I-. I wake up in a white room, everything is so bright. My parents are here, they’re sleeping on a couch. My dad wakes up and sees that I’ve opened my eyes he immediately starts to cry, he wakes my mom and she joins him. They all hug me in tears and try to ask me questions before a doctor comes in and says that I need to do some physical and psychological tests. They get me to the physical test nothing really impressive, but the psychological was harder, when I got back to my room I was so tired that all I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep. My parents are outside talking to the doctors but I don’t care. I lye down in my bed and just as I’m about to close my eyes, I see her in the corner of the room. I panic and start to scream

-don’t forget about me~.

The doctors come in and I faint.

 

The end