My mind was in severe confusion and chaos.
I couldn't have heard a voice.
Those things happen in movies, right?
I was jerked out of my thoughts by a particular sound.
'Footsteps.'
Mum or Dad?
I wasn't sure.
The footsteps were just too light to be theirs.
That was when I saw prints appearing towards me.
I was scared to my bones.
I felt completely numb and still.
When the footprints were about three more steps from me, they stopped.
Just froze.
But it wasn't as frozen as I was.
I didn't know whether to move or just stand there and wait for my mum.
Hopefully, whatever this was would just go away, and the evidence of its presence would just follow it, as it usually happens in movies.
Unfortunately, my parents were nowhere to be found.
Surprisingly, I saw the steps reverse direction, heading somewhere else.
'My room.'
I didn't know what this thing was, but I assumed, just like every other human would, that it was bad.
I summoned the courage to follow the dusty prints.
What made me stop dead in my tracks was my room door, which was flung open.
Yeah, of course, I knew it had a human physique because of the footprints, but I didn't know it was freaking tangible because I couldn't see it!!
You can't blame me for thinking it was a ghost.
I believed in the supernatural, but not this kind of deep stuff.
What was going on at the moment was fiction.
If this thing was touchable, it could really hurt me.
I silently walked into the room with my eyes peering sharply, like I wanted to see through the air.
I saw a figure from my side and I turned immediately, expecting a demonic being.
Instead, my eyes beheld a beautiful, glowing guy.
He was sooooooo fine.
His jawline was very delicate.
My eyes scrolled down to his bare chest, and I was already satisfied.
He was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.
I was terrified and also amazed.
After what seemed like hours, he slowly turned to face the wardrobe and walked closer to it........