Chapter 6:
It's been awhile since the incident at the lake. Two days to be exact, and Jill still had no idea what happened.
She knew she saw them.
Her mood had changed apparently, not to the difference in weather or in her food, or how she slept.
But to the change of she was seeing things now. She asked questions to herself, but could not find the answers. It was intense and suspenseful, because…this wasn't the vacation she had planned. This was everything she didn't want.
She wanted to forget everything that happened, her psychiatrist worked so hard to help her. But now her efforts seemed to be wasted. How she saw things were completely different, of course, because Jill would sit on her bed and stare at her closet or in the darkest part of her room. The darkest smallest part. The closet caught her most attention.
Inside the closet, it was creepy. Like a rectangular cave.
The closet was set next to the window, where wind came in always acting like an air-conditioner.
The wind rattled the clothes inside, back and forth, back and forth. Softly, back and forth. The scarves twirled in little circles. Tricking Jill's mind that there was someone or something waiting for her in the closet. The boogeyman, Jill thought.
A worst nightmare. Her worst nightmare. Again with the boogeyman!
Maybe she needed to talk with her parents about this. But she didn't want to end their vacation so suddenly.
She didn't want to ruin their good time.
But the worst mistake Jill had ever done…was fall asleep.
She thought nothing of it. Just another trip to dreamland.
But it was no dreamland. It was going to be her next nightmare. She ate her dinner.
Changed into her Pjs and sat on her bed. Her mother and father wished her a goodnight and sweet dreams.
A false wish.
She put her head on her soft pillow, and covered herself with her blankets.
(Writer: I am so sorry that this chapter was horribly short. But…everything starts in the next chapter! *_* So, leave positive comments please! I feed off them!)
