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R A N V I

What did I do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve this? Why did I do to deserve this? I repeated in my brain, trying to think about the incident that happened three days ago, and it still doesn't fail to give me chills.

I still feel suffocated and those nightmares unfold in the form of memories.

Nothing triggered my thinking ability, the way a bunch of trashy scary memories did. The white curtains of my room flew because of the wind, but I ignored them, looking at the ceiling of my room and asking myself a few questions.

I used to sleep while the night lamp was on but since my night lamp is not working, after the day Aaran sneaked into my room, it stopped working. I had to use the main light of the room. At least that way I can sleep. I have no idea what Aaran was doing at that house, but if it wouldn't be him, I would have lost my life because I can still feel those feelings alive in me.