
Hello Yuppy is back with a new story.this time the story about the twins Celin and Celena with Rabbit the doll rabbit fortune exchanger. congratulations on reading 🤗
POV Celin's
Duk! Duk! Duk!
I continued pounding on the door of the room hard until my hands were blisters.
"Celena, open the door!" I screamed since then, calling my twin sister's name, but there was no word from her. I gulped to wet my throat which was starting to dry as it continued to scream.
Smoke had infiltrated into the room through a crack under the door. I stepped back away from the door, then covered my mouth and nose with my hands tightly, so as not to inhale the smoke, or I would die quickly from inhaling too much carbon dioxide. Even so, the room temperature that rises quickly makes the oxygen in the room increasingly thinning.
I started to feel dizzy and had trouble breathing. While my tears were seeping out, rapidly rolling like melted wax, it felt hot on the cheeks.
Not only because of the smoke that hit my eyes until it felt sore and watery, but because it wanted to cry so scared. Sooner or later I'm gonna die in this room if no one gets me out.
This room is like a giant oven roasting me. The needle of a wall clock that rotates like a timer that counts down the time is mature. How much longer can I hold on?
After school I had a fight with Celena. This is not our first fight, as we fight almost every day. However, the quarrel ended with me locked inside his room.
I don't know if Celena's still inside the house or if she's gone to play outside. I didn't hear anyone's voice in the house.
There was no fire alarm, either. Is the alarm in the house broken? How could a house this big burn? Is Celena careless again letting the stove light up? Or because of something else our house is on fire? Whatever it is, I need to get out before I'm dead.
"Cellenne! Open door! Anybody! Please get me out of here!" I screamed again. My voice was hoarse mixed with sobs.
My knees trembled and finally fell limp in front of the door. When the fire department arrived, it was probably too late. What do you think about when you come home and see all this?
Will she cry when she sees what's happening to me? Is he gonna scold celena for me? Mother never scolded Celena even if she made a lot of trouble. Mother pampered and loved Celena all the time more than unfortunately for me. There's no way mom will scold Celena.
I will forgive him, I thought bitterly. And tell him it's not his fault. He didn't know any of this was going to happen. What about Celena? Would he be sad if I wasn't around? Will he feel lost and regret his actions to me? Or instead he will be happy because there is no need to share the affection and attention of our parents. She will be the only daughter in this family to be loved. And I will be forgotten.
Grief and guilt will envelop this family for a while, then return to normal.
Good Lord! I'm not dead yet. But the thought that I would be forgotten by my own family was painful.
The sound of laughter suddenly echoed as if laughing at me. The sound of a girl's laughter was familiar to me. He stood behind the bedroom door, and peeked at me from the crack under the bedroom door with his eyes round like marbles.
My chest was burning with anger when I realized it was all her work.
"Goodbye, celin!"
"Basic demon!"