
A loud bang was heard from outside. I jumped up. I grabbed the alarm clock. At 02:00 in the morning. What is that sound? I used to hear rowdy voices in this dilapidated parlour, but this time it was different.
The bang seemed to come from inside my room. I rubbed my sweaty nape and forehead. I pulled my blanket closer, as I tried to ignore anything, I stared at my empty right side and felt cold.
The lena? Where's she? I hurried to get up and turned to the right and left to browse through the dim and narrow space of my room. A little light burst in from the opening of the door. How unlikely.
I never let the slightest escape my attention by leaving the door of my room unlocked.
Lena came out of the room and now she's gone somewhere and can be careless.
Irritatedly I stuck my head out and looked at the hallway of the room with the dim light. Only a few lights with wattage are already dying.Lena back in her room. Sure oes. Midnight blind with a view like this where should he go? I hit the door of the room hard .
“Kreekk” something hit under my feet. I grimaced in pain, I could feel something warm seeping out and I spontaneously retreated and staggered into the side of the bed.
Oh no!!! With my feet on, I jumped, tiptoed towards the light switch and blinked a few times and knelt down staring at the fiery red blood that wrapped my feet. Maddened. What a crazy thing.the box! Why is it outside?
He should be in my suitcase. The pandora's box was open with its pointy tip that had torn my leg off and was lying in the middle of the room floor. A little blood dripped in there. Soon I felt nauseous and dizzy. I just stared and let the pain creep from my toes to my head. I grabbed the blanket and blocked the blood that was still flowing.
“Isn't that lovely Diana?? Refreshing and warm on this cold night..” Lena!!! My pekiku is throat-bound. My body feels weak. Lena stood defiantly in front of the door in a stained nightgown. Red stain? Ohh no, it's blood. Why her? Lena grimaced and giggled amusedly. What's so funny? Lena came over and pulled my blanket.
Nokkkkk...please me “ .the wider, the wider, the wider..and the width!!!.
“HEY! WHAT IS THIS!!” i'm slummed. And push Lena away. Julia's mother, one of the teachers at the parlour and several children of the parlour stood in front of the room and stared questioningly and in shock. The silent night turned into faint whispers.
“ Mom ju..julia,,, Lena tore at my feet.” I answered nervously and turned in fear towards her.
“ No! Mom julia, I didn't do anything! I just wanted to help her” cried Lena ran over to Julia's mother who looked at me worriedly.
“lie! She began to act again ma'am Julia...see my feet..My feet are full of blood” I pointed to my feet are white clean without stains.....how is it possible???? Where's wounds? to this day, I can still feel the heat and pain. I'm speechless. What else do I have to say????.
“Diana dreamed and started screaming. I tried to resuscitate him.but look.this is the reply. He was accusing me...tearing his leg????!!!” the noise grew louder and clearer I heard. They think I'm crazy now.
Julia's mother asked the children whispering at the door to return to the room and close the door behind them.
“ Are you okay Diana? Are you nervous because tomorrow you have to go?”. I swallowed spit. I hope Lena's not eavesdropping behind the door. “Your screams are loud, I think there was a robber earlier. Tell me, what's up?”.