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Truth never hides

The setting moon was a white ball low on the horizon in a charcoal-gray sky.

The night was showing its face and the clock was tick-tocking.

The thoughts made my head so dizzy that I could see things in slow motion.

It was almost like a trauma developing inside my chest.

Some empowering fear to attract a lot of stress in me.

It was like walking in a pool full of water.

No oxygen with a smell of the near-death.

Damn it… who was he?

I said with open red eyes.

It was like someone was telling me to yell but at the same time holding my throat and strangling me.

I ran to my house, inhaling and exhaling like a hell full of fire.

I burst into my house, everything was in its place.

“So he didn’t take anything from my house?”

Suddenly a knocking sound came from my basement…

The fear inside my chest began to rise.

My breathing became shallow.

My heart was beating like a drum.

I went to the kitchen to find something.

I opened the cabinet, nothing useful…

I opened the drawers, a knife…

I took it and started to walk slowly towards the basement door…

almost tiptoeing…

The basement was the least important place in my house.

I wouldn’t go there even once in 10 years.

The damp and dark atmosphere of the basement made my heart beat even faster.

I could hear its beating…

I did my best to be focused and aware.

“Is there anyone there” I said with a shaking voice…

No response…

I walked a bit forward.

The shelves of the basement were full of boxes.

In one of the boxes I found a flashlight.

I wished it to work like it was my last wish of life…

Come on… Come on… Come on…

And it worked…

A narrow light in the big basement full of stuff.

First I pointed it to my right side.

Nothing special…

some boxes full of bottles…

I pointed it to my left side…

and suddenly a box moved and a shadow appeared.

Ah….

Meow…

Damn it …

It was a stray cat.

A black one with a ragdoll breed profile.

“Shoo…”

I said with an angry feeling but at the same time with a relief of fear.

Because I thought that the sound was from this cat…

I sat and took a deep breath.

“Damn… is it the end? Can I be calm again?”

Still my heart was beating like a hammer nailing my chest like it was telling me,

this is not the end and the bad news was yet to come…and it did

A laughter… a cruel… ferocious laughter… came from upstairs…

I tensed my fist on the knife and ran towards the stairs.

The stairs were like 10 miles away from me…

But I got there.

One by one I took my legs on them and went up…

“Who are you?” I yelled from my guts.

When I got out of the basement no one was there…

I was shocked and looked frozen.

“Why are these things happening to me?”

My phone rang…

Slowly I put my hand into my pocket and brought the cellphone out.

It was officer James.

I needed to go to the police station to fill up some forms and answer some questions.

Still feeling shocked, I picked up my coat and went outside.

“I need to tell the officer about it. I need to…”

I said while thinking about the cruel laughter.

My mouth was dry so I leaned towards the dashboard to get a bottle of water.

“Come on dammit” The dashboard wouldn’t be opened.

Fixing it was my top to-do list priority.

But that day was such a mess that I forgot to do anything…

Struggling with the dashboard I heard a horn sound.

ahhhhh!!!

I jerked back to the steering wheel and turned it to the right…

YOU FU*KING ASSHOLE!!!

I stopped my car at the side of the road.

What is wrong with me today?

I opened the dashboard forcefully and drank some water…

“Calm down David, Calm down…” I said.

I pushed the gas pedal slowly

and started to move towards the police station.

When I got there the time was 5 pm.