The sound won’t stop ringing in my ear
that familiar voice that I can’t unheard
every time I reach the pathway of where the attic was located
I tried to tell my parents about it numerous of times on a daily basis
but it’s like they can’t even hear me
and they act like my curiosity is  nothing
as if they’re playing the quiet game on me
now I’m left with suspicion every night
and soon one day I couldn’t bear it any longer
so one night I waited till my parents are asleep
and creeped through trying not to step on the creaky floorboards
until I  finally reached to where the attic was
as I touch the texture of the wooden door of above
the door slips and the stairs fall down to my knees
I climb the stairs and when I reached higher and higher
I felt very off….
but I brushed that feeling off
when I got inside I examined my surroundings
it was slightly cramped and dark
with only a large window creating a light source
through the gleaming light source it was flashing on something
quite odd looking
I couldn’t really see what it was until I got closer
suddenly I heard the strange noise again coming from it
when I reached my hand out to touch it it felt cold
I turned it over and I finally saw it
it was a person with their jaw ripped off
their mouth was hanging out with remnants of dry blood
their eyes were pure white with no pupils
and their body was super thin and rather fragile like a stick bug
with leeches munching on the dead pale flesh
I was speechless
not as if I was terrified
even though I felt like I was supposed too
because when I saw the face I knew who it was
it was me
then I started to realize why the sound was so familiar
and as I stare at the large window
my reflection was not looking back at me
It was never there to begin with