"That shit is so scary!" my sister says. She is so into the documentary about poltergeists that she doesn't pay attention to anything. Well now I have the chance to scare her, so I will. She is curled up in the couch and I slowly, very slowly, reach for her foot with my arm. I quickly grab it and scream at the same time. When my sister turns to me I can see that she is livid. She throws her pillow at me and shuts the television off. The documentary wasn't frightening at all, but certainly interesting. The paranormal has always interested me in some way. When the documentary is over my sister is on her phone. Obviously ignoring me.
"Will you be angry at me for the next couple of days?" I ask my sister. She is still on her phone. When I want to repeat my question she stands up and quickly goes to the bathroom. I know that she will go to the bathroom because in the last couple of weeks she has experienced some problems with her bladder. She is peeing so much it annoys me. But then again, sometimes when she comes out of the bathroom I scare her. When my sister returns she sits next to me, but she is again on her phone.
"Are you going to ignore me forever or will you be a grown up and talk to me?" I ask her. She puts down her phone and she looks, shocked.
"You are asking me to be a grown up? Please, you pull jokes on every single person when you know that they hate it"
"They are just jokes. It's just for laughs"
"Do you see me fucking smiling? You know how quickly I get scared. Your jokes are not funny. They can be really scary sometimes. And you know that I'm not the first one to tell you that"
"I really am sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?"
"Well I can sleep in your bedroom the next couple of weeks"
"No fucking way. The bathroom is right across my bedroom and you know how much time I need to get ready in the morning"
"I need it more than you, for now. I pee like every other second. That's how you can make it up to me. Because you know that I can hold a grudge" my sister says to me. I know that she can hold a grudge, and I don't want to experience that ever again. The last time she didn't spoke to me was because I scared her. But it was just a prank. Ofcourse it wasn't funny for her, or my parents. I got grounded for two whole months. Not only because I scared my sister by pulling a prank but I also because I pulled some pranks on my parents. I agree with my sister that she can sleep in my bedroom for the next couple of weeks.
I've been sleeping in my sister's bedroom for over a week and it's okay. I only pulled one prank on my sister this week and I'm grounded, again. Now I'm laying in my bed and thinking about my pranks. I must admit that they sometimes go a little bit far, but come on, pranks are pranks. I don't mean to hurt anyone. Intentionally. In the morning I will apologize to my family. It's 01.00 o'clock in the morning and I see someone standing in the room. It's probably my sister looking for the charger for her phone.
My parents, my sister and me are sitting at the table for breakfast. My only question is, why are they are looking so weird at me? I break the silence by apologizing for the prank on my sister yesterday. Suddenly my mother takes my hand and is looking at me.
"Hunny are you okay?"
"I'm fine mom. Why are you all looking so weird at me?" I ask them. My father speaks to me.
"Last night when we were all sleeping we heard a scream from your sister's room. We thought that you pulled an other prank on her, so we went to her room. When we got up, we heard someone yelling. Your sister was standing in our doorway and then we were sure that it wasn't her, but you. When we ran into your room it was like you were battling with someone. You kept on yelling 'I won't do it again, I swear!'. We tried to calm you down but you kept on screaming the same thing. At some point your sister slapped you hard across the face and it worked. I didn't approve of it, but it worked"
"You really slapped me?" I ask my sister. She nods at me. I'm actually grateful that she slapped me because it sounds horrendous what I've been through and my family. I say to them that I don't remember anything and that it just was a bad dream. They all hugged me and I suddenly regret what I did ten minutes ago. I unplugged the router that provides us WiFi. Later that day I confessed that I unplugged the router. They actually had that figured out, but they were happy that I at least came forward and said it was my fault. After a long exhausting day I'm finally sleeping.
It's suddenly cold in my room, although it's summer, so I cover myself up with my blanket up until my collarbone. I check my phone and I see it's 1 o'clock in the morning. But I'm also seeing my sister, again, looking for something. I'm looking at her, but I can't see her properly because it's a bit dark.
"If you need your charger grab it quickly. I want to sleep" I say to her. Suddenly I'm seeing my sister a little better because my eyes are adjusting itself to the dark and because the lights outside the streets are working. My sister has platinum blonde hair, and that thing has dark hair. I'm paralyzed completely as the thing walks up on my bed. I quickly close my eyes and pray to the Lord this isn't real. Suddenly I'm feeling that the blanket is gone. When I open my eyes I see the thing. And it's...me. I'm completely covered in blood. Suddenly the hands from the other me are around my neck.
"You like playing with people and scare them don't you? We both know that your family aren't the only one you scare" it speaks. I want to scream but I can't. Is this a dream or not? If it this, I must wake the fuck up!
"Since we love the dark side so much and scare other people, you must join me" it says to me. I'm shaking my head and for the first time in what seems a century I'm crying. I'm literally bawling my eyes out.
"Why are you crying?!"
"Because now I see what the dark really is. I don't want it!" I say to the bloody me. The hands aren't around my neck anymore. I look into my eyes and through my sobs I say something I never thought I would say.
"I won't pull a prank on anyone ever again. And I won't scare anyone ever again". The thing that was me, is now gone. I'm feeling like a weight has lifted of my shoulders. Because I realize how stupid I was to scare people like that. Every single thing that you do has a consequence. Maybe I was dreaming, or maybe it was real. But I know one thing for sure, I won't scare anyone ever again. The dark side is terrible, and I don't want to be a part of it.