It was a warm sunny day, well it was Sunday. I could hear the birds chirping happily outside. I have never bend fond of the outside so it was unlikely to find me walking out there. Not like I hate it, I just don't find joy in activities such as that.

The sun was shining through my windows and it was hitting the screen of my computer which made it slightly hard to see what I was doing at the moment. It was pretty much just typing a couple of things that I needed to get done through the day, I was always the first one to ever get up and work on things around the house. I always enjoyed the silence that I got when everyone was sleeping. It was peaceful and it gave me a nice feeling. Sighing softly I stretched and leaned back on my chair, looking over at the window and then back at my screen, groaning softly in annoyance I got up and walked over to the window, closing the shades and then walked back and sat down once again.

I never really turned on the brightness of the screen up to high because one, I didn't like bright lights, and two, the light hurt my eyes a lot. So that's why I always kept the light of it in like the lowest setting.

Soon I finished typing and I printed the paper out, I was actually very surprised that my little brother, Nathan or as I liked to call him Nathaniel, wasn't up and running around today. He would usually wake up a few minutes after I would. Though today was slightly different...Shrugging the thought off I got the paper along with my phone and headed down stairs. Though there was something off, as I walked by Nathan's room I could hear voices inside.

This was strange, ever so slowly I walked closer to his door and pressed my ear to the door, I tried to hear as best as I could without making a sound or without leaning too much against the door. I stood there waiting for something to happen, and then that's when I heard Nathan whisper something, I could make it out as: "I'm pretty sure she's downstairs." Was he talking to himself? No, that couldn't be...he had never done such a thing. For all I knew he didn't have any imaginary friends...then who was he talking to?

A couple of seconds later and I heard something, it was a voice, just hearing it made me shudder. I didn't know that I had been holding my breath until I let out a shaky breath. Just who the hell was Nathan talking to?! And what scared me the most was when I heard soft footsteps, they sounded like the person was wearing boots, I could hear them getting closer to the door, each step made my heart race. I held my breath before gently pushing myself off the door, making sure that it didn't buckle from the push and took a small step back.

I felt my hands shake as I saw the door handle move slowly. I breathed out slowly before, shaking the feeling off. Not that it help. I raised my hand up and knocked on the door gently. "Hey, Nate? Is there someone in there with you?" I asked out loud, trying to not sound like I had just had a small panic attack. And that's when the door opened, but instead of the person I thought would be in front of me, it was Nathan. "Huh? Oh, no (_Y/N_). I was just playing a game that's all." He grinned up at me before he ran downstairs.

I blinked a few times, "Well that was odd." I then looked inside his room, I eyed his window...i-it was opened. His window-no wait, he never opened his window like this. Then why would he now? Shaking my head, I walked into his room and closed the window. As I turned around to walk out, I felt myself shudder once again. What was wrong with me? He was probably just talking to himself. But why was his window opened? I'll have to ask him later. Sighing out softly, I stepped out of his room and closed the door behind and headed downstairs. Walking into the kitchen I almost scream, as I looked around I see a box of cereal scattered all over the place and I see the milk everywhere. I took in a deep breath before looking over at Nathan, angered could be seen in my eyes. "Nathaniel, what did you do mister?" I say, obviously annoyed and angry. "I-I wanted to get something for breakfast and I sort of...uh..." He stumbled a bit at the end before he said, "I sort of tripped and made this huge mess."

Placing both my phone and my piece of paper on the coffee table in the living room, I walked over to him and touch his head, it was covered in milk. I grimaced in disgust. "Alright, just go wash up and I'll clean this up before making you some breakfast myself." I looked at the huge mess as I heard him run up the steps. I sighed out deeply, well that's what I get for getting a little 7-year-old brother and parents who don't give a fuck about us at all. Oh goody.

I went over and grabbed the mop, I started to wipe the milk away. Grabbing the empty container and throwing it in the trash. Well this couldn't get worse, right? Yeah, probably won't. And that's when a small breeze made my hair sway gently. I froze on the spot, placing the mop against a chair before quickly looking around the room. My heart started to race once again. That's when I saw the door, the back door was wide open. Why was it opened? Well that was a mystery to me. I slowly walked over to it, as I reached for the doorknob...a hand grabbed my arm, instead of screaming like someone else beside me would I closed my eyes and my other hand formed into a fist and threw a punch straight at whoever was in front of me.

The person groaned out in pain before letting go of my arm meaning that I had hit whoever it was. I quickly opened my eyes and I was ready to close the door before I finally got a glimpse of who it was. And that was just my absurd, overly dramatic, sappy, weird, random, and gleeful friend, otherwise known as Jennifer. She held her cheek, glaring at me like she was going to kill me. Not like I gave a fuck in the first place. "What the fuck was that for?!" She yelled at me as she bawled out as she punched my arm gently multiple times.

I just rolled my eyes. "That's what you get for fucking scaring me like that." I grabbed her arm and quickly pulled her inside, closing and locking the door. I was happy that my parents hadn't woke up by that, if not they would be yelling at her for making this mess and for having Jennifer over. "Wow, holy shit! What the fuck happened in here?" She looked around the kitchen, making slightly shifty eyes before skipping over to the living room. "Nathan just made a big mess that's all." I explained before I started to clean once again. As I finished wiping and cleaning the milk away, I started to throw the bits of cereal that was on the counter and on the table on the floor so I could sweep the, afterwards. Then it hit me.

Thinking for a moment I looked over at Jennifer. "Hey, were you the one that opened the door? And if you did then were you the one that scared Nate onto throwing all of thi-" I cut myself off, she was didn't know about the mess. "Huh? Oh, no I was just walking through and I saw your door opened. Then I thought, hey might as well go visit. I thought that you had opened the door because I saw you holding the doorknob." I shook my head in response, "Not me. I had walked downstairs and saw the mess, after a couple of second into cleaning I noticed that the door was opened." Well this wasn't adding up at all. Nathan's window was opened today in the morning and now the door. "Well maybe Nate opened it." I bit my lip gently, "Maybe..." I said softly.

I swept away all of the cereal and finished in the kitchen. Well, that took away my time to at least get something done. Looking over at my list I crossed off a few things, not really going to get to do them anyway. Stretching a bit as I scanned through the paper, seeing what else I could do. As I did so, at the very end I saw something written in red, it resembled blood. Though it wasn't exactly readable, I touched the writing. That was definitely not typed by me...I bit my lip once again, what the fuck was going on?! Am I going fucking insane? "Hey, dude. Did you write this?" I asked Jennifer as I pointed to the last thing. She shook her head. "Nope...and I can't even read that, so nope." I nodded.

Nathan came running downstairs, his hair slightly wet from the shower he had just taken. "Hey there little man." Said Jennifer, Nathan giggled softly before he ran over to her and gave her a hug. Well at least someone gave her hugs, that made her shut up so I didn't care. "So Nathan, did you open the door and the window in your room?" I waited for his answer, I could clearly see that he hesitated for a moment. He then nodded, "Yeah, I wanted some fresh air. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you or ask you first." I could tell that something was up, I wasn't going insane and that was for sure! And if I was, then...I was fucked up then. I just couldn't get this feeling off, there was something about the last thing on my list that just gave me this feeling. 'Meet...' Was what it said, the name was illegible.

The day had gone smoothly, I didn't yelled at or hit by any of my parents which was good. They didn't see Jennifer either because I had her sneak out of a window. So the day was a good day, though...there were times where I saw this thing or this person...I'm not sure if it was even real. My parents had gone off to their jobs, so now it was just Jennifer, Nathan, and me. And like usual Jennifer was laid out on my couch watching t.v. "Hey, where's Nate?" I asked her, she didn't say anything. "Dude?" She looked over at me, "Hm?" I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Where is Nate?" She thought for a moment. "He said something about going to his room and something else, didn't pay much attention." Well this was another reason why I didn't like her much.

She was pretty much useless and she wouldn't pay attention to anything while she was either playing or watching something. I grabbed the paper seeing that the only thing in the list was the meet someone. Looking at it bluntly I threw away the paper. I grabbed my phone and headed upstairs. Passing by Nathan's room I decided to check up on him. I knocked on his door, "Hey, Nate what are you doing?" I asked, he came running to the door and opened it. "I was just reading." I gave his head a few pats, "Alright. I'll be in my room if you need me." Nathan nodded before he closed his door and ran back to his bed, or that's what I could hear.

I headed up to my room, which was pretty much the whole attic. I liked it a lot because it was big and I didn't have to worry about the space. Walking into my room and closing the door behind, once I had reached my bed I just immediately fell on it. I was too tired, I placed my phone on the small table next to the bed and before I knew it I was out like a light. I had a dreamless sleep, I didn't even know how long I was asleep for until I woke up. Looking over to my clock, I squinted my eyes as I waited for my sight to clear up. My eyes widened as I saw that it was around midnight. I had slept for more than necessary. Quickly I stood up, I was about to run out of my room until a shiver went down my spine. Why was my room so cold? I froze on the spot before turning around slowly.

My heart started to race, when I saw that my window was opened. 'Nothing is going to happen, (_Y/N_). everything will be alright.' I told myself. I knew that was a lie because I could feel someone watching me, slowly turning my head to the right I noticed a pair of eyes. They were outlined in black, like a rim around them. This person or thing, never blinked. His eyelids must have been burned off because of the black. I could see that he had a really wide smile. Like it had been carved into his face. I gulped softly, I had seen him a few times throughout the day. I didn't know how or why but he seemed familiar.

Biting my lip gently I started to back away, heading towards the door. Something that I had wished not to happen happened, the figure lunged at me saying the exact same words that I dreaded to hear from him and my heart sunk. "Go. To. Sleep." He growled out before he tried to slice my throat. I could tell that he hesitated a little before he actually did cut the side of my neck. It was as deep as it would have been, but that was when Jennifer walked in and in a blink of an eye, the person was gone.

Jennifer looked down at me, "Wow, bro. You don't have to do suicide." Of course she was just being sarcastic. I scowled at her, "Oh, shut it!" I took up, my hands were shaking uncontrollably so I placed them into my pockets. "So where is Nate?" I asked, knowing that Jennifer wasn't much to pay attention. "Oh, he's sleeping." I nodded, "So you going home now?" I asked. She nodded, before waving. "Alright. Then, be careful on your way back." I said before walking her out, as soon as she was out the door. I slid down it, my heart was racing so much. I brought my hand up to my neck and I could feel the sticky liquid.

I felt like I couldn't even stand but I managed somehow and walked up to the bathroom. Washing my neck and putting a bandage over it. Well now I know that I'm not going crazy! I know for sure that someone just tried to fucking kill me! And I think I know just who the hell Nathan was talking to. "I should just go to bed..." I said to myself. I headed up to my room and closed the window before locking it. I changed into a pair of pajamas and just went straight to bed. Not wanting to look around the room. I was just lucky this time. He could have actually killed me if it weren't for Jennifer. I don't think next time will be the same.

(Alright, you guys. I finally decided to republish this story since last time Fanfiction deleted. Though this time I have updated and have worked on a few more chapters than what I had before. Also I will be posting a new story soon enough. So thank you for all of those who read and all of those who remember this I really appreciate your support ^.^)