I raised my eyebrows at her and got freaked out by the scene. “Cindy, there’s no such thing as ghost all right? It was probably a silhouette of something else.” Cindy looked up behind me and got scared again. “Are you sure about that?” I was not telling the truth about there’s not such thing as ghost but the shadow of something else. “Of course, why do you ask such a silly question?” She pointed behind me. “Look behind you!” (Hopefully, you kept in mind what I told you to keep in mind about my back on the stairs.) I turned around. “Ahhhhh!” I ran back to my ‘bed’ with the monster following me, and I reached in front of a couch and turned around. I saw Cindy standing in her same position and laughing at the sight of the ‘play’, but she then grew scared for me. The scary creature had blood streaming out of its mouth, deep scars carved on its face, it growled, and it had a forest- green face. The monster looked like a boy by his posture and look. He ran up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist with my arms in the lock. I stared into his eyes. I stayed silent and leaned backward to get out of the monster’s grip. I ended up falling on the couch in the position of sleeping on it with the monster on top of me with his hands now gripped on my forearms. I really analyzed the face of the monster and had a feeling that I was being pranked. “What is all of the commotion about?” Mrs. Barnes asked. She and her husband ran down the stairs. “A monster caught Sharon!” Cindy answered. She went over to hug her. “There’s no such thing as monsters, Cindy.” “Yes there is. Sharon said that then a monster appeared behind her, and it ran after her. They both fell behind the couch, and she- I…I’m scared!” She started to cry, so Mrs. Barnes bent down to embrace her amiably. “Where did the monster stand, Cindy?” Mr. Barnes asked. He had a feeling of what was going on. “A- at… th-the stairs right th-there.” “Really, did the monster wear pants and a shirt that were dark blue?” Mr. Barnes figured the situation out like a detective and laughed to himself. Cindy calmed down a bit. “Y-yes.” The parents looked at each other and sighed. I was trying to push the monster off of me but didn’t have enough power, but then I hard-pressed his chest with his hand off of me and quickly thrust him to the floor where he fell flat on his back. I breathed deeply and didn’t sit up yet. “Are you okay, Sharon?” Cindy asked me. I got up and rubbed my wrist, but the monster didn’t get up yet. “Not really.” Cindy ran over to me and gave me a breath-taking hug. She dropped Cinnia on the way over. I stood up and looked at him, and is he breathing or laughing? I saw some of his skin unstitching, but it was only under the neck. I bent down to lift the part up and revealed a face that I didn’t want to see anymore because of the hoax. How was I supposed to know that the person was wearing a mask? I got frustrated and put the mask back on the person’s face aggressively.
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