I was thinking of this while in the bath. :3 I really like it! Its a good story/RP beginner. Please don't steal it. But you can comment on how you think about it. Thanks!
Hey, sis. Remember that time in the attic with brother?
Yes, that day.. I wish I charished every moment with you
and brother more before you dissapeared. Momma wouldn't
believe me when I told her what happened. They were all afraid
I did something horrible to you, sister. Brother too. But why would
they think such things? I am innocent. It's all that wretched key's fault.
Why did you and brother have to find it? Oh, how I wish I could've
gone with you.. But when I came back with the tea, you two had vanished.
Didn't momma always tell us to stay away from the door in the attic? Why,oh
why sister, did you and brother open it? We miss you so very much..
Please come back to me!
Hello again, sis. How are you and brother doing? Okay, I hope. How is that
world you're in? I hope it is full of mysteries. You always loved mystery novels.
In our world, it is still a mystery to momma and the servants where you went.
But I know. I know completely..
It's been five years from today you and brother went missing. Yes, that's right.
In case you have forgotten, my dear sister, it is our fifteenth birthday. I don't
like celebrating it alone. There is no one else to celebrate it with! Instead of it
being a happy day, everyone in the household treats this day like an anniversary
of your deaths. But you aren't dead. I've explained that to them many times. But
still, they won't believe the truth.
All the servants treat me with cold expressions whenever our eyes meet. As if I'm a
murderer. The other children run away when I walk past. They too believe I have done
something horrible to you. I cannot go on living like this, sister. It pains me to see the empty
bed that was once yours, longing for you to return to it safely under its covers. I never thought I
could feel this empty inside. I too are starting to believe them. Was I hallucinating? Am I really
a blood-thirsty killer? There is only one way to find out. Sis, I'm going to see once and for
all if your world is real. I am going to open the door in the attic.. I hope to see you soon.
Sister. I am now in the world beyond the door. Yes, your world. But I don't know how I
will ever find you and brother. It is dark and cold and big. Snowflakes are falling from the sky..
Or at least that is what they look like.
I'm scared. You were always the braver one, afterall. But you are not here to tell me it will be
alright. I don't think I can ever find you.. If you were here, sister, you would of scolded me for
that last remark. Yes, you are right. I should think positively. Then, I will find you. You, and
brother.
Ah, I see a light in the distance. It is dim, but it is also my only hope. It looks so.. Warm. Like
the bright summer sun that we used to play under all day long as kids. Its getting brigher. And
its calling my name. Is it you, sister? Were you the one who found me? Now the darkness is
being swollowed by the light. But this light cannot be you or brother. No, it has an evil presence.
I do not like this feeling. It is scarier than the darkness. Now I wish the cold darkness would come
back. At the end of this light.. Is another door. Similar to the one in our attic. If I don't hurry through
this door, I am afraid the light will eat me away into something I am not. The light continues to call my
name. But I think it has figured out I know it isn't you, sister. It feels demonic.. So, through the door I go.
Hey, sis. Remember that time in the attic with brother?
Yes, that day.. I wish I charished every moment with you
and brother more before you dissapeared. Momma wouldn't
believe me when I told her what happened. They were all afraid
I did something horrible to you, sister. Brother too. But why would
they think such things? I am innocent. It's all that wretched key's fault.
Why did you and brother have to find it? Oh, how I wish I could've
gone with you.. But when I came back with the tea, you two had vanished.
Didn't momma always tell us to stay away from the door in the attic? Why,oh
why sister, did you and brother open it? We miss you so very much..
Please come back to me!
Hello again, sis. How are you and brother doing? Okay, I hope. How is that
world you're in? I hope it is full of mysteries. You always loved mystery novels.
In our world, it is still a mystery to momma and the servants where you went.
But I know. I know completely..
It's been five years from today you and brother went missing. Yes, that's right.
In case you have forgotten, my dear sister, it is our fifteenth birthday. I don't
like celebrating it alone. There is no one else to celebrate it with! Instead of it
being a happy day, everyone in the household treats this day like an anniversary
of your deaths. But you aren't dead. I've explained that to them many times. But
still, they won't believe the truth.
All the servants treat me with cold expressions whenever our eyes meet. As if I'm a
murderer. The other children run away when I walk past. They too believe I have done
something horrible to you. I cannot go on living like this, sister. It pains me to see the empty
bed that was once yours, longing for you to return to it safely under its covers. I never thought I
could feel this empty inside. I too are starting to believe them. Was I hallucinating? Am I really
a blood-thirsty killer? There is only one way to find out. Sis, I'm going to see once and for
all if your world is real. I am going to open the door in the attic.. I hope to see you soon.
Sister. I am now in the world beyond the door. Yes, your world. But I don't know how I
will ever find you and brother. It is dark and cold and big. Snowflakes are falling from the sky..
Or at least that is what they look like.
I'm scared. You were always the braver one, afterall. But you are not here to tell me it will be
alright. I don't think I can ever find you.. If you were here, sister, you would of scolded me for
that last remark. Yes, you are right. I should think positively. Then, I will find you. You, and
brother.
Ah, I see a light in the distance. It is dim, but it is also my only hope. It looks so.. Warm. Like
the bright summer sun that we used to play under all day long as kids. Its getting brigher. And
its calling my name. Is it you, sister? Were you the one who found me? Now the darkness is
being swollowed by the light. But this light cannot be you or brother. No, it has an evil presence.
I do not like this feeling. It is scarier than the darkness. Now I wish the cold darkness would come
back. At the end of this light.. Is another door. Similar to the one in our attic. If I don't hurry through
this door, I am afraid the light will eat me away into something I am not. The light continues to call my
name. But I think it has figured out I know it isn't you, sister. It feels demonic.. So, through the door I go.
