Horror And Mystery Stories
MYSTERY OF NEW HOME

Today was the first day I moved out of my old contract. Being away from campus, I finally chose to rent a new house. With a mediocre income, I prefer to rent a house that looks unkempt. Coincidentally, the rental of the house is much cheaper than the rental price of my house yesterday.

Only armed with 500 thousand money I can get a house that is classified as luxurious, although a little unkempt and messy. I wonder, why is this house too cheap to rent? Isn't this house big and big? But I'll stay here both. Yeah, I've been living alone with my college friends. We are from the village who wandered into the city just looking for knowledge and dreams.

“This house seems to be long abandoned, the proof is that there is not a single item that looks worthy to use”, said Sherry my friend. I just fell silent and didn't bother Sherry, because I thought it was true, no one thing looked perfect. Everything was rotten and completely unusable.

After cleaning up the living room, I headed straight for the living room and cleaned up immediately, while Sherry cleaned the kitchen space. We look good in something like this. It only takes about 45 minutes, we can rest in this house. For a while the house we are occupying is currently ours.

*****

The clock shows at 11:00 a.m., it's time we went to work. I work as a bookkeeper at one of the city's most famous bookstores, while Sherry works at the cafe as a waitress. Because Sherry's in the evening today, so I went home from work straight to college and went home. It's pretty creepy to stay and get a new atmosphere here in my new home. But since I'm a pretty brave person, (even though there's something I'm really afraid of), I'm still brave enough to stay alone tonight.

Because there is no preparation to move, so I only have makeshift items for today. Such as cooking utensils and utensils for sleeping and clothing. So tonight I can only read books to spend the night. In the large room, I felt strange. I seemed to see a light in the corner of the room, precisely in the closet that was about 20 years old, because there was a year, which I felt was the year that the closet was purchased. I went to the closet and opened every drawer.

I saw an old book. What book is this? Curiously, I picked up the book and read it. Page by page I can read perfectly. But as I read the 14th page, I heard a noise, like a quarrel between a child and his parents. Yes, like the book I'm reading right now, the book on page 13 that contains a great debate between a child and his parents.

With mixed feelings, I immediately went out of the room and approached the room that was the source of the commotion. But what did I get? Only silence. Then what did I hear? I don't know, I'm confused myself. While waiting for 10pm, I fell asleep with the book I was still holding.

*****

As time went on, it didn't feel like we'd been in this house for 2 weeks. There was no strangeness Sherry felt. But me? There is always something strange that I feel in this house. The routine goes as usual, work, college and home. That's my routine with Sherry. Until I finally forgot to tell you the strange thing that I experienced on the first day of our stay.

And as usual, a strange thing happened again as I read the book. Even more strangely, on every page I read as if there was life before me and the story was exactly the same as the story I read in the book. Curiously, I try to watch what I see. And he, who is he? That lady? What am I seeing right now? She's like a shadow like the woman I know, Sherry? Yeah, that's right Sherry. What am I seeing right now? What is this sign? Is it true that the woman in front of me right now is Sherry? I always ask the people in front of me, but they don't care about me, as if they don't see me. Whatisthis? I was instantly speechless when I heard the dialogue, “I will never be able to stop loving her, even though I am dead!”

Those words I always remember, words that make me confused and curious. A glance around me returned to normal as I closed the book. I really don't understand the book I have in my hands right now. Very mysterious!

*****

Today I was forced to skip work and college just to see what happened in the book. As much as possible, I thought hard. Is there a connection between home, time and Sherry? I will try to unravel this mystery from the beginning.

A while ago Sherry asked me to move house by force. Even with the right reasons, but I'm still suspicious of him. I got to know Sherry Lavida on March 13th, a year ago. Where on that date is the last date of the story in the diary book that I found it. 13 is a number that really often appears in the book. And what was more convincing was that the first time I saw the strange incident, right when my reading stopped on page 13. What does this mean?

My mind stopped as my HP rang, and I saw a message on my phone, apparently from Sherry. The message contained, “Van, maybe today I came home a little night yes, I overtime”. That's the message I read from Sherry. Tonight I'm on my own.

Because of such intense curiosity, I was willing to sleep tonight to witness the events of a few years ago in this house. I started reading from page 14, the page that stopped yesterday.

“Today I met him again somewhere. I was happy that I was still able to meet him, even though the meeting ended in a very intense quarrel with both of my parents. Parents who never approve of my relationship, selfish parents and parents who..”. I stopped reading when I saw Sherry's shadow in front of me. And what am I looking at? The figure of a parent who was very angry with his son, and his son was Sherry.

“Dad does not forbid you love a man, but not him!”. Those were the words I heard clearly, and after that everything was faintly heard. I tried to read my reading.

“....very hard old man! Do I deserve to hate my father and mother because they are against our love? The love we had for 2 years. Does it have to end in death?”

The clock shows at 2 am. I still read the book to the last page. Strange, I didn't find page 20. I searched the courtyard, in the closet, on the floor, in the book and reached the living room, but I couldn't find it. I finally gave up, maybe the page wasn't written. I just read the last page like this. “Dad, forgive Shelly! Shelly loved him so much, like I loved mom. Please allow Shelly to have it!”

Shelly? So that girl's name is Shelly? I'm back to thinking. Just a thin difference between “SHELLY” and “SHERRY”.

In the midst of the silence of the night, I suddenly heard a cry that was so bitter and so heart-wrenching. When I heard that cry, I immediately started crying, crying and crying. After my crying came to a halt, I immediately searched for the origin of the woman's cry. But before I got what I wanted, I looked back at the blood so much and it was as if it was walking towards my feet. I tried to run, but my legs were really heavy, not even movable.

The crying stopped, and went back into silence. The blood is also gone. I sat back in the living room while hearing a faint-sounding conversation. The conversation seemed familiar to me. Yeah, turns out what I heard was a conversation between Shelly and her dad. At that time his father was really very angry, to the point of hitting the table. The more sadistic I saw, the man snapped at Shelly. ”Alright dad! Dad never approved of our relationship, you better kill Shelly! Shelly willing to die at the hands of dad!”. Those are the words that came out of Shelly's mouth.

And as I see it, the man said that made me completely in disbelief! “Alright! If that's what you want, I'll kill you!”. Those are the words that scared me to see it happen.

What am I looking at now? Everything is real. The man instantly killed Shelly in such a sadistic manner. The blood I'm stepping on still feels fresh, and it's Shelly's blood. I can't stand to see it. Shelly died at the hands of her own father. It's hard to believe! The man killed and buried Shelly in this house. Right in the room I'm in right now is the room where Shelly's body is!

I feel very long tonight. I could see Shelly's life years ago. How tragic!

*****

Today I returned to my usual activities. But just as I opened the door of the room, I found a piece of paper containing, “Please unload this place....!!!”. It was as if it were written in blood. I was shocked, but curious too. I finally decided to dismantle the room, even without Sherry's knowledge.

I tried to dismantle the place with my other college friends. And how shocked I was to find a bone wrapped in black plastic. Is it true that the bones belong to Shelly? I immediately called ustadz and the surrounding residents to see what I found today. We immediately buried the bones as if we were burying a still-intact body.

The house was eventually evacuated. And for a while I stayed at my friend's house. But there's something strange about all this. When I felt something strange in that house, it was always without Sherry. Whatdoes thatmean?

“Sherry? Did you see Sherry?”, ask my other friends.

“Sherry who is Van?”, my friend asked.

“Sherry our college friend, my friend, who lives here with me”, I replied.

“Van, you have been living alone all this time!”, replied my friend.

“What...??”, I replied in shock.

Live alone? So who's the Sherry I know? When I was confused, my phone suddenly rang. I got a message, and it was from Sherry!

“Van, I'm Shelly. Shelly is Sherry. Thanks Van, you helped me. Maybe you don't understand the conflict I had a few years ago, because I never told you. He's Van, he's a man I love very much. My father hated him so much because he was the son of my father's enemies. Our love was resisted, even until my last second. I don't want him to be the victim of revenge from my father, so I dare to die when I defend him.

Thanks again, Vanny. You've made me calm in heaven. I didn't ask for more than our introduction a year ago. I just want you to uncover the cause of my death and bury me properly. SHELLY LAVIDHAVE”