A Letter to Home c2

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A Letter to Home, Part 2
Those weren’t the only things. We had a blackened wind chime outside the door. You couldn’t tell how old it is by looks. Its pendant was a little cat. When the wind blew, it sounded vibrantly. However, the bell is now covered in copper colored rust and sounds dry and harsh, like the sound of a knife sc.r.a.ping against your bones.

Oh and there’s another thing, a very scary thing, mirror! The two bedrooms each have a mirror that’s exactly the same. The frames are dark red. The rectangular mirros are hung right above the beds. We later discovered strangeness and evil of the mirrors. Yet when we wanted to take them down, we found the mirrors were embedded into the walls.

Things weren’t right since the first day we moved in.

Evening of that night, we moved our luggages into the house. Everyone was excited. So we decided to drive out to shop for groceries and household items. Lei’s family was quite well off and got a car. His father’s business partner who worked in this area lent it to him. The Camry was a little old but we were still overjoyed. I hadn’t seen anyone else among our cla.s.smates with a car.

I can still vividly recall when Lei said: “I am going to pump some gas.” I heard a soft meow. It was gentle and not loud.

The four of us looked surprised because we didn’t have any pets. The meow sounded so close as if it were right in the house. Yet we couldn’t see it!

At the time, we didn’t bother too much. Yuan, Lei’s girlfriend, said: “Where’s the stray cat from?” I remembered I used to have a white cat then talked about it with them. Thinking back, if we searched for it, we might have been able to find that d.a.m.ned cat! But even if we found it, it might not have been any help to what was about to come. Perhaps it might start the nightmare in advance.

The first two weeks were fun. Everyone went to cla.s.s on Lei’s car and came home together in the afternoon. We would buy our groceries on the way back. The two girls did the cooking and dishes. Lei and I cleaned the rooms and moved the furnitures for a more comfortable house. We applied for a phone line, internet service, satellite TV, bought new furnitures… Everyone was excited moving into a new house. The days were busy but we were happy. The strange meow hadn’t appear again. We had long forgotten about it. Those were like days in heaven.

Yet, good days never lasted long. The excitement to new things faded with time and the days became normal again. What was once exciting seemed nothing special. Dad, mom, you said that I didn’t have the willpower and never took things to the end. I discovered I wasn’t the only one like this. Most people I knew were like this. Hehe. I finally realize that this bad habbit is life threatening!

Boredom was getting worse with time. We found that it was difficult to spend time even with the four of us together. After we got bored of poker, majong, TV, and internet, we just sat around the table looking at each other after dinner. We tried and tried to come up with an entertaining activity. I vividly remembered that day, January 11, 2002. A Friday. We sat around the dining table.

“Let’s play Pen Fairies.”

This suggestion was stupid to a new level thinking back. Yet, we were interested at the time. Or actually, it was Lei and me.

“Pen Fairies? How do you play?” Lei and I had heard it but didn’t know the details. The two girls were timid and didn’t dare to play.

“I advise you to not play this game. Let’s play something else.” Yuan expressed her disagreement. “You are going to suffer if you play.” She always looked like she was joking.

“Don’t play those games!” Li said. “They are satanic and I heard they are real!”

“You heard? Hehe. I don’t believe.” I shook my head and laughed. Lei slapped his chest and said: “How can there be real Fairies? I don’t believe in it! The only person I believe and rely on is myself.”

“Right, right.” I added. “If there are ghosts, then appear in front of me.”

Li grunted. We had a fight over forgetting to get another bottle of soy sauce just before. She was still mad at me: “If a ghost were to appear, you won’t even be able to run.”

“How do you know if you don’t try?”

“Don’t blame me for not making it clear to you. Pen Fairies are evil! They will possess you if you invite them.” Li tried to scare me.

“Anything bad to getting possessed?” Lei asked.

“Of course. The person will be in extremely bad luck. Furthermore, they won’t go away that easily after possessing you. I had a cla.s.smate that didn’t believe and tried it. She almost lost her life. She’s an honest person and never lies.”

I laughed it off, not believing a bit: “Never lies? Only the dead can do it.”

Lei nodded: “I don’t believe it either. Let’s just take a try. Not like we have any other thing to do.”

A Letter to Home c1

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A Letter to Home, Part 1
I want to work on a side project for a bit. It will either be this one, Bizarre Terrors, or Grandmaster Strategist.

Author: 小僧
Genre: Horror, Ghosts
Note: Short Asian horror story

Dad, Mom:

How are you?

It’s been a year since I left the country but I never wrote you any letters. I read the ones you emailed me many times. I am deeply moved by them but at the same time I didn’t know what to do. So I hadn’t replied. I don’t know how to begin. It always seemed like there’s nothing to say when you called but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss you.

I won’t be coming home for New Year’s day. I have told you the reason in the call so I won’t repeat it here. As for the future, it’s difficult to say if I can go back. I encountered something. Something extremely strange, absurd, and unbelievable. This is what this email is about. I know you are going to laugh at me never growing up. Maybe you will scold me for lying, coming up with an absurd excuse for not coming home. But please believe your son this once. He’s not a successful person, he tells likes, he’s immature at this age, but please believe me, just this once.

I am possessed by a ghost.

That’s right. I am possessed. I can imagine your surprised expression or laughing it off as a joke. Perhaps you are going to simply close this stupid email. Yet, a sense of indescribable terror enveloped my heart when I wrote those words.

You know that I never believed in ghosts and G.o.ds. Science is the foundation of this word. I think that’s what most people believe. However, my view has changed. The experience I went through forced me to believe the existence of ghosts in this word.

Everything began in January.

Do you remember when I told you in the phone back in January that a friend of mine, Rei, from Beijing moved into an apartment with me? But I never told you the details.

It wasn’t a traditional apartment but a standalone house. There are eight houses of the exact same design around it. I was told this area used to be a holiday resort but business wasn’t going well so the management turned the houses into rental apartments. The houses are located on the foot of a mountain called Thunder Mountain. A broker referred us to this house. However, we never saw the landlord and he/she never contacted us, their only client. Right, we are the only ones living in this set of houses. The houses look normal from the outside. They all have two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. The only thing special about the houses is they are made of wood. We live in the east most house. It’s the best one since we have an ocean view. I live in a bedroom with my girlfriend and Rei lives with his girlfriend.

I haven’t told you about living with my girlfriend yet. I was embarra.s.sed to say it but it doesn’t matter anymore because we broke up. Her name is Li.

This place is rather far from our college but we still decided to live here. The rent is cheap and the area is quiet. There are trees all around the house and road. The environment is extremely nice and the air smelled of fresh gra.s.s wet soil.

But that was just my initial impression. I would rather destroy those trees and burn the gra.s.s and flowers now.

The scenery is amazing during the day but once night falls, just like now, chill and humidity takes over. I originally thought it was because the wooden walls couldn’t block the wind. But now I understand that isn’t the reason.

The smell from the gra.s.s and soil is actually the smell of blood! I can feel the b.l.o.o.d.y air surrounding me and won’t let me go. It stick onto every inch of my skin. Wind carrying the smell of blood blow into the house through the cracks on the windows and under the door. It sips in through the walls and ceiling. It pa.s.ses through my clothes