Picture this with me.
I’m deep asleep on my bed and my sister, Glory, is doing just the same on the bed next to me. It’s 3 AM and it’s pitch black.
Glory’s body decides it wants to go the bathroom. So she gets up and goes to the bathroom.
Now I hear the springs of the mattress as my sister gets up, so I become half awake- my eyes are closed but my mind is conscious about what’s happening around me. So I assumed my sister needs the bathroom, and indeed she did.
This is exactly what my mind was saying:
” *door open* okay she’s in the bathroom
*flush* okay she’s done
*faucet on* she’s washing her hands
*faucet off* she’s done washing her hands, and that was fast
*door creeks half closed* okay she’s done and coming back now…
she’s not back yet.. [the bathroom is just a door down the hallway from our bedroom]
she’s still not back!
what’s going on?!?!”
And that’s when I decide to open my eyes.
I decide to sit up on my bed and take a look down the hallway, expecting to see Glory walking into the bedroom, which was supposed to happen minutes ago.
“Glory?” I was confused she was standing in the hallway staring at me.
The moment I called out to my sister confused enough she’s not back in the bedroom yet, she SPRINTS towards me SCREAMING at the top of her lungs.
HOW in the world was I supposed to think? Is there a ghost? Did she see someone? Was there a snake?
I freak out, I start screaming even louder than her. I figured since I don’t know what’s going on I might as well scream too since I’m already freaking out not knowing what happened or what she saw.
My sister holds on to me so tightly, STILL screaming at the top of her lungs, and I hold on to her so tightly, STILL screaming at the top of my lungs. I don’t know why she was scared or screaming but I was screaming because I was nearly scared to death about the fact I had no clue what in the world was going on.
20 seconds of screaming, and more screaming…
Did I mentioned my parents were also sleeping in their bedroom just across the hallway?
What in the world did they think of when both of their daughters are screaming at the top of their lungs from their bedroom at 3 AM?
My parents race to my our bedroom ready to beat up a thief just to find my sister and I holding on to one another STILL screaming, crying, and terrified.
“SHO FI?!!?!” My mom screams “what’s going on??” in Arabic trying to comprehend what was going on…
My sister now stopped screaming(just sobbing and looking terrified) and I’m half-screaming half trying to say “I DON’T KNOW!!!”
both my sister and I eventually calm down, Dad grabs us a cup of water, Mom calms down from nearly passing out, and we all go back to sleep.
The next morning comes…
“GLORY, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU LAST NIGHT?!?!?!”
“What happened? I don’t remember!”
Sigh… I suppose it was one of those nights God tried to pull a prank on me for all those times I’ve tried scaring people.
Now you have a good day. :)