She's sitting at my window
As she has for many years.
Her hateful thoughts and feelings
Growing ever near.
It's sad to say it's my doing,
But it is the cold truth.
If I had just given in
Those many years ago.
When I was young, I had a sister
Whom I played with most of my time
She was 3 years younger,
But we got along just fine.
We looked nearly identical,
White hair, different eyes
Pale and rather quiet
Keeping to ourselves most of the time.
The only thing that seemed different,
Besides our anatomy,
Was that she had a birthmark
Behind her left cheek.
We spent our days studying
Magic, spell, and runes
Astronomy, and Palmistry,
And read the books straight through.
She went down our parents' path
Learning to travel with a circus.
Reading palms, reading cards
To earn her way, for the rest of her life.
I decided a different path
I'd stay in our hometown.
I'd remain studying free
To make many more discoveries
For the magic world.
The time came
When I turned 21
Ready to brace the world,
When my parents came and told me to wait,
They had to talk to me.
And my stomach began to curl.
They offered me immortality,
As they had taken when they were my age.
Now, thousands of years old,
They wanted to die in peace.
My sister sat aghast
At what she had just heard.
I knew she wanted this
To live for so long.
I told them I had to think
And excused myself from the room.
Only to be met by my sister,
Angry and in gloom.
"I won't forgive you if you take it."
She says,
"I'll hate you for life. You know how much I want it.
Please do what you know is right."
I scoffed at her so foolishly.
Feeling over confident.
I went back to both my parents
And told them that I wanted it.
Immortality.
One-hundred years later,
My parents and sister dead.
I rose from my chair in the night,
To get ready for bed.
As I turned out the light
Something caught my eye.
A glimmer of snow white hair,
Not unlike mine.
I look a bit closer, and in the window sill,
Sits my little sister,
Sitting perfectly still.
She turns her eyes towards me,
Frown upon her face.
Her skin, though, is wavering.
Almost like a haze.
"Don't tell me that you're haunting me."
I say with a grin.
She continues looking at me,
Extremely mad and grim.
"Oh no, dear brother, my plans are much more sinister.
I plan to make your life
Just so very miserable.
You wait and see, I will make it true,
No matter how long it takes."
I can't help but simply laugh her off,
and roll over in my bed.
What can she possibly do?
She's already dead.
Another hundred years pass, and every single night,
She sits up on my window sill,
Wavering in the moonlight.
At the end of one hundred years,
To my own great shock.
I look over one evening,
To see my sister gone.
The next day I wake
To a knock at my door,
And open it to find a girl
I'd never seen before.
She named herself as Molly.
She was very pretty, with her reddish-brown hair.
Amber eyes, and rosy cheeks.
Making her seem so fair.
Each day she'd bring me gifts,
And soon I fell in love.
It was only a year later,
She gave me a blue feather,
And I held her, like I'd never held anyone before.
As I pulled away, I saw a horrifying sight.
I tried not to yell, with all my own might.
My eyes grazed her face, and my stomach grew weak.
There sat a birthmark, behind her left cheek.
I realize now what she meant,
My sister those many years ago.
She said she'd make my life miserable,
But how, I didn't know.
Now I see her true intentions,
how cruel they may be.
She gave me a girl I love,
Only for her to be taken from me.
She will live and perish,
But I will live forever.
And every day after she's gone
I will suffer.
Just as my sister wanted.
Hey! I know this one's not as scary, but it's sad and dark. I really wanted to get this out, just because it was in my head and I wanted to get it out before I forgot it. Thank you all so much for y'all's support, and because of it, these stories have exceeded 1500 views! That's an amazing number for me and I thank you all so much! Anyway, reviews are appreciated, and I love y'all.- Beetle