Anon-A-Miss: Soul of Friendship

It happened again. I could not sleep. I just couldn't. Even after an advil, I was still turning around in my sleep. A sudden banging sound was heard coming from downstairs and I immediatley jolted up. Grabbing a flashlight, I looked around my room first. My homework was on my desk along with a water bottle. I could still hear noises coming from downstairs but my family were asleep. I wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming or going crazy so I grabbed a journal and started to write.

To who it may concern,

This is the second day I can't sleep. For the last two days I've barely gotten enough sleep. I don't know if I'm losing it, but lately I've been witnessing strange things happening around this house. This includes banging sounds, noises, and even a faint whisper I heard yesterday. I hope I'm not going crazy. I'll update more as much as I can.

I put down my pencil and went downstairs. The rest of the furniture was already here. Eerie silenced made the hairs on my arm stand up. Right when I thought this couldn't get any creepier, a faint crying was heard. My heart skipped a beat. It was faint but I definitley heard it. Then it stopped. I looked around for the noise. Hoping to god that I was just hearing things. It started again but it was more noticeable. I found out I was facing the basement door. A feeling of dread washed over me as I looked in horror. As much as I wanted to leave the basement alone, I couldn't but wonder if anything was down there. I put my hand on the doorknob and slowly turned the handle to open it and shined my flashlight down the stairs. I was starting to have second thoughts about all this and was about to turn around but convinced myself otherwise. I started go down the stairs with my flashlight being the only illumination. As I reached the bottom I saw it was still empty but could still hear crying. Where is it coming from?!. My flashlight started to flicker until it turned off. Now in complete pitch black, I hit my fashlight with my hand a couple times to turn it back on. After a few tries, it did but what I saw made me wish it hadn't.

A dead mutilated corpse of a girl laid on the floor. She was naked with welt marks and her stomach had some writing carved on it. Bloody writing on the wall read HELP ME!. I completley lost it and screamed in fear. Frantically racing torwards up the stairs and slamming the door behind me. I was breathing heavily and my heartbeat went up by triple the speed. The lights turned on and Derrick saw me.

"Jordan, what's going on?!" he asked concerned. At that moment I had completley forgotten how to speak. I was so scared shit out of my mind.

"BASEMENT. BODY. DEAD. BLOODY!!!!"

"Jordan, I can assure you nothing is wrong."

"NO! I SAW IT! It's downstairs!"

Derrick rolled his eyes and grabbed the flashlight and looked around. There was nothing there. "Are you sure you weren't just seeing things? You do watch a lot of horror movies."

"No! I swear! I saw it! There was literally a bloody body here!"

I looked around and the body was gone and so was the bloody messages. Am I the only one who can see these things?!
I decided to go back to my room and try and get some shut eye. Ignoring the rest of the noises.

Next morning, was the next day of school. Before I left I wrote again in my journal entry.

Last night, I had saw something that had scared the living shit out of me. A dead body mutilated and bloody. I don't know what's happening. My family and I just moved into this house and strange and terrifying things are happening, but I'm the only one who notices these things. The rest of my family seem oblovious and it makes me wonder if I'm still sane in the mind.